Draven smiled as he saw where her eyes landed but went for a towel any way. He excused himself and made his way toward his bag. He Grabbed but then decided to put on his black boxers that hugged his body just right. Ingrid didn't seem to want to play until she finished her shoot. So Draven decided he would help set up. So they could get to his favorite part of the shoot. Taking his picture. To be honest that was when Draven felt most alive. He'd love to see the outcome of his hard work end  up in the gallery and who knows maybe a wealthy buyer will take a liking to it.<br/><br/>Draven slid next to. Ingrid and asked where he could help ready to do whatever need to be done. he knew there were usually people who did these things but he didn't mind a little pre-shoot work out. He didn't feel right when he saw Ingrid struggling with the cart. He wondered what kind of assistant was Anthony not jumping in to help. That not how one goes about doing things if he's trying to get laid. '<em>Foreplay starts the moment you meet,</em>' Draven thought to himself. Speaking of which he sent Ingrid another one of his Lustful gazes as he went to work setting up where she instructed.