<div class="floatright"><strong>Courtney Rivers - Dorian's Studio with Dorian and Mr. Driscoll</strong><br/>            (http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j77/wulfjaeger/Effiquiy/courtneythumb.jpg)</div><br/><em>"Oh, yes, Courtney.  You can see I approve."</em>The light chuckled from Dorian had actually made Courtney take more notice as to what was going on between the two of them.  She had been so wrapped up in the new set that she totally had not been paying attention to the two men in the room.  Realizing that Dorian was focused on Jarvis' crotch which was now a prominent tent pole in Jarvis' exquisitely tailored slacks, Courtney chuckled a bit internally as a big smile spread over her face.<br/><br/><em>"Shall I open the champagne before we start......Or will it distract the talent?"</em>He chuckled as he carried the bag of food from the door over to Dorian's desk.  Courtney slowly walked over to the desk, smiling as she thought to herself how they were ever going to make it through the evening shoot if they are already responding like this.  I wouldn't have been the first time she'd serviced a photographer during a shoot in order to get his mind back on the shots; and judging from what she'd seen so far, it could be fun.<br/><br/>Picking lightly at the California roll with a pair of wooden chop stix that had come with the delivery, Courtney looked over the set that Dorian had created.  It still dumbfounded her how he got a car into the loft, but she was just as happy to go with it.  A few smudges of grease on parts of her body and a chance to put her hair up in a tight pony tail and she could really get into the part.  "So you never explained the electrodes Mr. Driscoll."<br/><br/>