(http://25.media.tumblr.com/35ec6661ff4ed0c2917e0e7e43cee35a/tumblr_mhth66MNu01r5zymro1_1280.jpg) Wilson Rudolph was under pressure for possibly the first time in his life. A trust fund kid he had never really wanted for anything but instead had spent most of his life simply having fun. His parents were very indulgent and the party seemed it would never end. He was not interested in his father’s tire company so when he graduated from college his dad had told him simply that he needed to get a degree and find a job doing something. His father did not care what and if he did that he would have access to his fund and everything would be fine. Considering college was an excellent place to party Wilson figured it was a good plan. He chose art specifically photography as his major. Oh, he had some small amount of talent in other art fields but photography really did not require as much skill and studying as say figuring out how to mix the right color of paint.<br/><br/>All went well and he had been in school on the six year plan and was now 23 years old. He had a lot of fun but at last the only project left to complete was his senior thesis so to speak. All he had to do was finish it this semester and he got his degree. Get his degree and he had a job waiting for him at a small photography studio that did great work thus providing a paycheck and access to his trust fund.  The issue was the muse was being a fickle cunt when it came to his thesis. He at last settled on a creative art spread of a sexy woman wearing a combination of real clothing and body paint.  The idea was inspired by Sports Illustrated the swim suit issue of course. Thing was he had not been able to locate a willing and sexy woman who would get mostly naked for him. Well, mostly naked for artistic purposes Wilson was more than a little bit of a playboy.<br/><br/>For the body paint portion he had enlisted the aid of one of his fellow students and sometimes partner in crime Amelie Depay. Amelie studied theater and was a wiz with makeup and so she was perfect to help with this project. They would also both get credit and Amelie was nice to look at and then some. So in the continuing search for a victim er model Wilson was going to meet Amelie and they were going to have a look around the gym. That seemed a good place to find a fit woman. Then just maybe they could talk and or seduce her into agreeing to do the spread. Hell, at this point Wilson was certainly planning on paying the model if and when they found one.<br/><br/>So on a warm late spring evening Wilson found himself leaning against the hood of his cherry red Mustang convertible outside the campus gym. Various heavy fitness types that were both male and female were walking up and down the sidewalk. Wilson never got the attraction to all that working out but hey to each his own.  The dudes were covered in muscle and some of the women were as well. Yet others were just sexy and that caused his mind to wander to what else they could do with those nice strong legs. Amelie was late, but he was not worried about it because it was not like he had to be at class or anything this project was all that he had left on his plate.