<strong>Hector Cobblepot, with Valerie and trying to stay calm though the room seems to be growing ever warmer.</strong><br/><br/>Hector focused only half as much as he should have been, the rest of his attention focusing inward to bicker silently with his two companions and try to control the arousal growing in his own form. He knew he needed to calm down and play this one slowly. The girl… woman before him seemed to be squirming about quite a bit and he could only guess as to the reason though judging by the way she fanned herself and the sound of her elevated breathing he suspected that he could venture a guess. When she mentioned what she did with cloth he hoped he had heard her right. His mind was currently teetering on the edge of the gutter, tosses about on the waves of sexual energy and he couldn’t be sure if she had merely said she liked the feel of the fabric or she liked to feel the fabric between her lovely thighs.<br/><br/><em>‘Shut up Demetri! You’re not helping my thoughts at all!’</em>Hector mentally roared at Demetri who had been creeping along the edge of his thoughts and was more than likely messing with them to try and mess up poor Hector. Demetri responded by filling Hector’s head with the image of Valerie leaning back in her current chair, nude and spreading her thighs wide open for him. The thought made Hector jump to his feet in panic. After blinking for several seconds, he understood that it was just a mental image and looked at the no doubt startled woman. “Apologies, brandy has quite a kick.”<br/><br/>A nervous chuckle issued fro him and he slipped back into his seat. He had a feel she did not understand his antics but he really hoped that that would not keep her from backing out on their arrangement. She seemed so aroused at the moment that he suspected she would be unlikely to stop now unless he did some brash. “So as you were saying, we shall paint your lovely body first before pressing it to the canvas. As I said, I will only paint what you want me to paint so feel free to get as naked as you desire. Also you are free to direct which colors you feel you want and where you want them. I will even let you pick the brushes as this is your canvas, I am merely the painter.”<br/><br/><em>‘Maybe we could get her to take a paint brush up between those pretty little legs. Look at the way she is squirming crackpot, you know she wants it. She’s probably soaking her panties right now but trying to tell you she is a good little girl. Good girl? Ha, a good one wouldn’t approach a complete stranger, act all innocent and than ask you to paint her naked body. You are one lucky idiot crackpot.’</em>Hector furrowed his brow for a moment, focusing inward to try and silence Demetri but he knew he couldn’t. With so much sexual tension running through him Demetri would be almost impossible to shut up now.<br/><br/>Hector snapped his fingers to try and garner his own focus before looking at the lovely Valerie once more. “You present an intriguing idea miss and if you feel strongly for it, we can certainly paint your body and than do a painting of your painted body. However, I believe that you will want to be clean and alluring for the main painting as the press of canvas and the squirming that usually comes with it will mix and mess all the paints up on your body. Just a thought.”<br/><br/>Quaffing down the last of his glass of brandy, he sighed for a moment and looked at the glass. “Well then, if we are set to go, I shall head back and begin preparing the studio. I believe a lounger will do just fine for both paintings as you can get comfortable. If you wish, change here and come over in a robe as I doubt there is anyone about. For the sake of appearances, you are welcome to come over and disrobe there, up to you.”<br/><br/>Rising to his feet, he glanced once more in the glass. Did he need its liquid courage right now? He supposed so given what he was about to do, but he passed on it for the time being. Offering a polite smile, he bowed his head to her before making a quick retreat to his studio to get things ready.<br/><br/>“Nicely done crackpot. We got us a young and innocent one who is squirming and ripe for the plucking. Damn this is going to be a good day.” Demetri chuckled as Hector entered the studio, the inner voice seeming quite pleased with the events to come.<br/><br/>“Oh would you relax? I swear you only think with your damn dick… well Hector’s but that doesn’t matter. Can’t you tell she is a sweet, innocent young lady who only wishes for new experiences, though not the ones you are wishing to give her?” Blake’s reasoning voice came forth as Hector tried to maintain enough control over his own body to set things up even as the two bantered back and forth.<br/><br/>“She’s just not wanting to say that she really wants to be bent over the lounger and made into a woman, ain’t that right Hector?” Demetri chuckled and took over Hector’s movements to make him nod. Hector promptly smacked himself.<br/><br/>“No you are wrong and I would appreciate it if you shut the hell up Demetri. It’s hard enough to focus on the task at hand without you blabbering on about something that isn’t going to happen. Listen to Blake; she just wants to try new things. I would think in a place like this, if she really wanted to have sex she would have just said so.” Hector shrugged and dragged a clean, white cloth over the lounging chair, tucking it in casually. Once that was set, he gathered all of his paints, setting them on a small table next to the lounger so that she would be able to view them and make her selections. He also set out ten of his brushes and two sponges before pulling a short stool up to the table to give him something to sit upon. Once all was set, he glanced around, nervous that he might not get to do what had been planned.<br/>