<div align="center"><strong>Courtney Rivers - Moving through Explicit Gallery</strong></div><br/>Courtney was surprised by the next two people who walked in to the lobby while she was slowly browsing through the art in the front rooms.  The man was familiar, but she couldn't place where she had seen him before.  His casual rough look sparked some interest in her, as men of that nature always did.  She had always been attracted to the bad boy and generally ended up being more bad than they were.  She smirked lightly to herself as the man disappeared deeper into the exhibit.<br/><br/>Admiring some of the other pieces in the gallery Courtney found it curious that this studio had such an edgy reputation when all of the pieces on the walls were of relatively normal stuff.  She had been told that Waxing Rhapsodic would be a trip down a darker rabbit hole than she had experience back in LA.  While she considered the quality of some of the pieces the second person walked in.  A younger girl with short messy hair walked in.  She had an air about her that Courtney had seen all around a number of shoots she had been at in LA, and although she understood the attitude, she didn't necessarily accept it.  Of course Courtney had an attitude too, so realistically what could she say.  She had recognized the girl more readily than the man.  Courtney had worked a lingerie shoot with a few years back, but for some reason could only recognize the face, not the name.  The new girl also disappeared deeper into the gallery which lead Courtney to believe there may be a models exit there.<br/><br/>Following into the back of the Gallery, Courtney felt a stirring deep inside her that caught her by surprise as her eyes were first introduced to the more dark, sensual side of Waxing Rhapsodic.  Mesmerized by the combination of color, shade, lighting and angle, Courtney felt her body tingle realizing one day she may be hanging on these walls displaying the boundless expression of the studio.  The man and the woman had started talking to each other as she entered the room.  He introduced himself as Draven Blackwood, a name she recognized from around the industry but had never met, and she introduced herself as Catherine Sanders.  Instead of interrupting their exchange she decided to continue enjoying the display, coming up with ideas of her own for the future.