Adam was greeted by a beautiful barefooted Jolie wearing a black lace dress. The very first day he saw her in red and he loved it. Now, black suited her well too. She looked pretty. His smile never disappeared as he showed her the bottle of champagne and walked in. He put the champagne on the table and took his coat off to reveal a casual shirt he wore. It was very comfortable. He selected it carefully. He was going to spend a lot of time standing and drawing her so he needed something comfortable.<br/><br/>“Living room looks good and that couch is beautiful,” he said, looking around the spacious living room then looking at the crimson velvet couch. That must have been an antique or something. Jolie had a good taste.<br/><br/>He nodded when she announced that she was going to get glasses for the champagne. His attention was towards the wooden board which stood in the corner. He could use that as a canvas. He walked to the board and guessed the measurements. Perfect. He put the canvas in front of the red couch, gave it some distance so he could see the background, then he set the perfect angle. The next step was lighting. He walked over to the couch and scanned the room. The lighting was a little bit dim. Maybe he could get Jolie to adjust that. He spotted unorganised pages at the side of the couch hidden away on a small square table. Just for the intention of checking the lighting contrast, he picked up one of the sheet. The header said:<br/><br/><div align="center"><strong>Good Girl Gone</strong></div><br/><div align="center"><em>You know that it is over when you go<br/><br/>to see him after midnight, dressed<br/><br/>In babydoll pajamas the breeze blows<br/><br/>up on your way inside.  Think how impressed<br/><br/>he’ll be with such a cheeky surprise.  Use<br/><br/>your key and climb in bed, the place he should<br/><br/>...</em></div><br/><br/>There was more to read but he heard the clinking of glasses from the corner, and he put the piece of paper back on the little side table in a panic. It was hard to come up with the smile because he had just read something…naughty and shocking? Quickly, he sat down on the sofa and waited for Jolie to emerge. She was just round the corner.<br/><br/>“So I was thinking you sitting here with one hand on the side arm and your poetry in the other hand.” He just started talking when she appeared. She stood there in the doorway holding two glasses up. “And that dress is perfect. Black against red. Nice.”<br/><br/>Adam hoped he wasn't talking too quickly and coming across as nervous. He composed himself and thought about why he was here. He was here to draw this beautiful woman. He stood up and walked over to the champagne, popped it open and waited for Jolie to come over. He poured two glasses and held his up.<br/><br/>“Couldn't have done it without you!” That was his toast. He sipped his drink as he admired her face. Her ‘good girl’ face or was she hiding something? It was none of his business anyway! “What kind of lipstick do you think will go with the dress and the couch or would you like to change your dress to something else?”