Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)
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				Title: <strong>Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-08-2007, 14:21:46</strong>
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				Stefan parked in the lot near the bus-station, and headed in to look for the teen he had been talking to over the internet.&nbsp; He felt a little pang of guilt, but was also terribly arroused.&nbsp; And to make her feel safe, they were meeting in public - a busy bus station was that.. - and he promised that they'd not go anywhere.. just the park across the street.&nbsp; Enough that someone could be alerted with a shout.<br><br>Still..he had the weight of his digital camera in his pocket.&nbsp; After months of talking, and having her draw very erotic pictures.. he knew she really needed the money for that fan-fic-art convention coming up, and he knew that while she'd be opposed to naughty pictures of herself - she really wanted to go.. and in time..she agreed to at least meet him.<br><br>He was in his early thirties.. waiting by the entrance.&nbsp; He looked pretty much like his picture he had shared with her.. dressed in jeans and a collared shirt... a sport-jacket over his shoulder.&nbsp; Sortof looking like a laid-back middle management.<br>
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				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>19-08-2007, 14:27:21</strong>
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				She was on the bus and heading to the place they had promised to meet. She didn't know what to think of this guy, but hey, she'd give him a shot.<br><br>The bus stopped and she looked around, noticing that she had arrived at the destination tat she had wanted to go to, she sighed and climbed off the bus. Her hair blew around in the wind as she looked around. She didn't see him right off the hop.<br><br>Part of her hoped he was here. Part of her hoped that he wasn't.
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>19-08-2007, 15:25:22</strong>
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				He saw her, walking out of the bus station and looking alittle lost.&nbsp; She didn't see him at first.&nbsp; Feeling his anxiousness growing, he stood up from the bench he was sitting at and walked over to her.<br><br>"Hey.. you came. I was alittle scared that you'd.. ummm.. not do it." people walked around them..leaving the station.&nbsp; "C'mon..we can go over to that park across the road to talk.. "<br><br>The park as typical city park.. meant for walking the dog.. a little playground for kids.. and enough shrugs and forests that one could sneak behind shrubs to have alittle privacy.
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				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 02:20:26</strong>
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				Part of her was happy that he was there... part of her wasa little disappointed that he was. She'd had a bad experience with someone she meant online once before... so she was a little on the wary side.<br><br><strong>"Hey. Yeah I came. C'mon, let's go. It's gorgeous and I wanna walk."</strong> she told him, trying to hide her nervousness that was probably coming through in her voice..<br><br>(Sorry, lame reply...)
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 02:48:26</strong>
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				Together..the two looked like perhaps an uncle with his niece.. or perhaps a worker and boss.&nbsp; The age difference seemed too much to have anything amourous going on.<br><br>They crossed the road and approached the park. "Umm.. well..if you're as nervious as I am.. I can understand it.&nbsp; Umm.. I know it's hard..but I'm not a creep or anything." he blushes.."Well..I guess I am sortof a creep..after all of..well..how..and why I bribed.. or is that begged.. you to come here?" he gives her a little smiling glance..trying to draw alittle light to the idea of them being there for..well.. discussing how to exchange cash for.. as far as he could negotiate.
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				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 02:52:49</strong>
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				She looked at him and rolled her eyes as she put a lock of her red hair behind her ear.<br><br><strong>"LEt's not go there yet alright?"</strong> she said. She was strapped for cash, and she had to go to that convention. ARtist's alley was a good way to make cash, but she couldn't make cash there if she couldn't get there or anything.<br><br>As they walked she looked around. <strong>"I've actually never been here before."</strong> she said
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 02:55:33</strong>
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				He blushed abit and nodded.."I'm sorry.. I guess I'm used to just..you know..getting down to business." <br><br>They walked into the park abit, until they found a bench that was empty.&nbsp; It was out in the open..no funny business would happen .. not there.<br><br>He sat down..sighing softly as he leant back. "I need to exercise more.&nbsp; And get out.. ya know..most of my friends are online.&nbsp; I don't have many in real life friends." he looks over.. just gazing at Dev.&nbsp; "Tell me more about this art conference"
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				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 03:03:52</strong>
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				She blinked, slightly confused about what he was referring to. <strong>"Oh! Anime North. Yeah. it's just an Anime Convention that I want to sell my art at. But I Don't have the money to either get the prints or get there, so I can't."</strong> she pouted. She'd already reserved a table and whatnot, but a sudden medical expense had made it so she couldn't go. And AN was in three weeks.
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 03:08:21</strong>
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				He nodded. "I told you.. I'd love to help out.&nbsp; Prints..that's like photocopying the artwork you have online?"&nbsp; clearly he was uneducated when it came to art.<br><br>He nodded at someone walking by and then looked back.&nbsp; "I could help out.&nbsp; And.. it's all up to you..how far..you know." he blushes.."I'm rushing again..ain't I?"&nbsp; He shifted on the bench.&nbsp; "How long do you have before you gotta head back?" he nodded towards the bus-station.&nbsp; One of the things they agreed to was to keep these meetings in public.. just for her to be safe.
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				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 07:58:49</strong>
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				<strong>"Yeah, copies of my art to sell. I am not selling hte originals of a lot of them. I love them too much."</strong> she said. With an expression that answered his question about rushing, she sighed. He was obviously eager to start.<strong>"And I have like, 12 hours before I have to be home. I have to work in the morning, and if I don't get to work chances are I'll miss rent this month."</strong> she said after looking at her watch.
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>20-08-2007, 13:24:32</strong>
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				He was abit surprised by that.&nbsp; He had figured she'd only have an hour or two.. then would have to get back home.&nbsp; Not.. well.. all night.&nbsp; Technically she could come home with him... <br><br>"I thought this was just a quick meeting" he blushed abit.."I didn't realize it was all night.&nbsp; Plus.. well.. we'd have to go somewhere if we were doing something all night.. either back to my place.. or to a hotel or something."<br><br>It was still alittle awkward feeling.<br><br>"Well.. we've not really started yet.. but I had gotten you a present.&nbsp; Sortof a.. well.. something I thought you'd like." he pulls out a small plastic bag from his pocket.&nbsp; "Go ahead.. "<br><br>Unwrapping it.. Dev would find it's one of those small 6-marker sets of cool shading markers.&nbsp; Tria Markers.. not the less expensive PrismaColour but the more expensive ones which have 3 interchangable tips for different sizes.
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>26-08-2007, 12:52:44</strong>
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				<div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=10842.msg409547#msg409547">Quote from: kasen03 on 20-08-2007, 13:24:32</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">He was abit surprised by that.&nbsp; He had figured she'd only have an hour or two.. then would have to get back home.&nbsp; Not.. well.. all night.&nbsp; Technically she could come home with him... <br><br>"I thought this was just a quick meeting" he blushed abit.."I didn't realize it was all night.&nbsp; Plus.. well.. we'd have to go somewhere if we were doing something all night.. either back to my place.. or to a hotel or something."<br><br>It was still alittle awkward feeling.<br><br>"Well.. we've not really started yet.. but I had gotten you a present.&nbsp; Sortof a.. well.. something I thought you'd like." he pulls out a small plastic bag from his pocket.&nbsp; "Go ahead.. "<br><br>Unwrapping it.. Dev would find it's one of those small 6-marker sets of cool shading markers.&nbsp; Tria Markers.. not the less expensive PrismaColour but the more expensive ones which have 3 interchangable tips for different sizes.<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>*snugs*?
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				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>28-08-2007, 17:51:40</strong>
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				(Meep, sowwy<br><br>Lol, I have PrismaColour markers XD)<br><br><br>She blinked at the markers, not knowing what to say at first. After a moment, she managed to stammer out a "thank you" as she looked the markers over. A girl she knew had these, and loved them.<br><br><strong>"WOw... just thank you."</strong> she said quietly as she took one of the markers out to look it over better.
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>29-08-2007, 13:05:07</strong>
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				(I had both... It would depend on how much money I'd have when I was out buying my markers.. Tria's cost more.. but had the extra tip.. and they lasted alittle longer)<br><br>He just sat there while she opened the box of markers and looked them over.<br><br>"Well.. I remembered you liked art.. I went to an art-store and this is what the guy said were the markers to get." he smiles.."After all we need to get you to that conference.. right?"
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				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>25-09-2007, 08:04:14</strong>
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				She nodded, not saying anything.<br><br>"So... " she said, not sure how to start a conversation about the reason they had met up. Looking around, she noticed the kids playing at the park, while trying to think of a way to start up a conversation..
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>26-09-2007, 00:36:20</strong>
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				Stefan was alittle shy too.&nbsp; After all.. there was no mistakes /why/ they met.. but now.. here.. in person.. it's so different then their talking over emails and over IM.&nbsp; He could sense her mood and blushed abit.&nbsp; <br><br>"So.. about the conference.. " he was still abit surprised by how long she had planned to come away with him.&nbsp; "Tell me more..about it.. and about yourself."<br><br>They sat on the park bench for some time.. about an hour.. mostly light talk but getting used to each other.. listening to stories about her artwork.. and sharing stories from other roleplay plots they knew off online.. - just small talk to break the ice abit.&nbsp; And a couple times while she was telling stories Stefan had a chance to look over Dev.. each time giving him goosebumps.<br><br>"mmm.. you know those trees over there look pretty..the ones with the flowers on those shrubs.&nbsp; I brought my camera.. remember the pictures?&nbsp; Mind if I take some of you just posing over there."&nbsp; Sure they wouldn't be erotic..not out in the open park like this.. but it would give him a chance to pose her.. and snap pictures of her fully clothed.
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				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>02-10-2007, 09:21:15</strong>
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				The conversation was light, and honestly, Dev appreciated that. While yes, she was aware that he was a little eager to get started with the reason they met up... ok she didn't <em>know</em>, but she had a pretty good idea ... he was nice enough to not just jump into it. They got a small chance to get to know each other first, and that small thing was something that Dev appreciated a lot. <br><br>When Steffan mentioned about the trees, she looked over. <strong>"Hmm, sure, why not. You can see how photogenic I'm not."</strong> she said. That was one thing about her, she hated being in front of hte camera, she just didn't think she looked good in front of it is all, but she was willing to put that off to the side for this. She needed the cash for the convention that she was going to. <br><br>Standing up, she dusted herself off slightly, and grabbed her messenger bag, putting the markers within, she looked at him. <strong>"Lead the way."</strong> she said.
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>03-10-2007, 02:46:21</strong>
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				The older man lead the teen towards the side of the park, alittle further from the main path.&nbsp; It was very scenic, and he guided her to stand by some pretty flowers, taking out his digital camera.&nbsp; <br><br>"Okay..don't think about the camera.. just smile.. and well..pose abit.. I'll snap lots and then we can just toss out the ones that you're blinking of whatever."<br><br>He snaps some pictures.. having her look at him..the sortof look off to the side.. then over by the tree..leaning back against it..looking very carefree.. hopefully it's enough to start breaking Dev's reluctance to being photographed.&nbsp; After abit.. by the flowers, and again by the tree.. he pauses..stepping closer..alittle closer then he was before..his hand moving around her to lean against the tree.&nbsp; He looks down.. his eyes full.. "Umm.. we didn't really go too much into details.. with.. you know..the arrangement.." his hand still limply held the camera while the other leant on the tree.. "I was wondering.. how you felt about perks?"
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				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>07-10-2007, 22:10:57</strong>
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				A couple of the smiles were fake, but convincing, a couple of the poses looked cute, but it seemed like it was all going to work out.<br><br>She was watching a robin feed her babies when he asked her the question. Blinking she looked at him. <strong>"Pardon?"</strong> she asked, not quite hearing it right. After he repeated the question she looked puzzled.<br><br><strong>"Perks? What do you mean by that?"</strong> she asked.
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-10-2007, 02:14:52</strong>
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				She seemed to honestly not know what he was getting at. "Well.. we talked about photographs.. the more..explicit.. the more cash.&nbsp; But what about.. you know.. touching.. or intimacy.. kissing.. and the like.&nbsp; You are very pretty.." he felt the urge to reach up to her cheek..but he resisted.. abit afraid of her just jumping ship and running away..
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				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 07:47:02</strong>
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				There was something about Stephan that really drew her to him... although she just couldn't pin-point what that was.<br><br><strong>"Hey, lighten up. No need to be tense or whatever around me."</strong> she said with an honest smile, before shrugging. She hadn't thought about any of that, but come to think of it, she didn't think that she was very adverse to it either.<br><br>She looked around before take a step forward and giving him a hug. 
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>27-10-2007, 14:46:52</strong>
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				He was abit surprised a moment, then wrapped his arms around the young teen, holding her close to his chest.&nbsp; His face lowered into her hair to nuzzle.. smelling her shampoo..his hands wrapping around her..feeling her back.&nbsp; He smelt of a spicy sortof cologne.. not something any of the boys her age would wear..but something someone older would.<br><br>When he breaks the hug, he's looking alot better.&nbsp; "<strong>mm.. I was still just..concerned.&nbsp; I've not done this before..well..</strong>" he grins.."<strong>I've taken plenty of photographs.. and even erotic ones.&nbsp; But none with someone..</strong>" he trails off.. the whole pretense was just some photographs for money..something to help her get up north.<br><br>"<strong>none with someone I had met online..at one of those places..and someone I was attracted to.</strong>" he smiles.. bringing up the camera. "<strong>You don't need to be tense either.. just relax.. pose..think sexy thoughts.. like those old classic models from the 40's.. not like a skinny fashion model nowadays..they don't have any spirit.. no <em>vavoom</em></strong>"&nbsp; He snaps pictures of her against the tree.. guiding her to lean back..lean against and raise one leg..and to give a sultry smile, glancing over her shoulder to capture her body in profile.
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				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>05-11-2007, 09:43:05</strong>
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				(Damn, thought I'd replied to this already. Oops. Sorry.)<br><br>Dev nodded, making her strands of her vibrant red hair fly about, as she stood over by a tree. She posed in ways that he asked her to, and did it well. One thing that she'd always known, was that she was very photogenic. Camera's just seemed to love her for some reason.<br><br><strong>"So what all do you want to do for this?"</strong> she asked. Something about him drew her to him, and she liked him, thought that the person who was taking her picture was trustworthy. Which was weird, she wasn't so trustworthy usually. And since she trusted him, that meant she was willing to maybe go a bit farther that just posing by a tree.
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-11-2007, 12:58:57</strong>
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				He blushes, coming close after that last little bout of photos.. they were mostly tame..once or twice he had her posing alittle naughtily..or leaning forward to get a glimpse down her blouse.<br><br>"Well... you're doing it for the art show..I guess" he blushes.."I'm doing it because I'm a dirty-old man.. one who's infatuated with his friend."&nbsp; He slipped his arms around her to hug her again.. this time alittle longer..leaning his head down to nuzzle her cheek.. his own cheek alittle fuzzy with his goatee - the beard soft tho.<br><br>"Want to pick up a quick bite on the way home?"<br><br>(that's okay... and if you want to skip over the meal - just pose alittle what happens..that's cool too :D )
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				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>05-11-2007, 22:03:21</strong>
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				She stretched out after the last photo and a smile crossed her face. That was definitely something she wasn't opposed to doing again. Maybe become a professional model or something.<br><br><em>Naw. Never going to happen.</em> she thought as she hugged him back. she was about to mention somethign about food, but he beat her too it.<br><br><strong>"You read my mind. Whatcha in the mood for?"</strong> she asked. The redhead had brought a little bit of cash, about 40 bucks to get food for the two of them, that way she didn't have to get him to buy it... and she would seem les pathetic if she had money anyway.<br><br>She paused for a second as she looked like she was thinking about something. <strong>"Actually, I know this awesome little pizzeria that we could go to. It's small, but I'm friends with the owner, so we could get it cheaper than the rest, and it's the best pizza in town."</strong> she said. <strong>"How's that sound?"</strong> she asked him.
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-11-2007, 02:06:57</strong>
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				He smiles..then blushes. "Umm.. sure.. pizza is good..but do you want to be..umm..seen with me?&nbsp; I mean..what if he asks questions.. you know if you go back there with your boyfriends or your friends or family?"&nbsp; He starts putting the camera away for the time being and packing up.<br><br>"If you think it's best.. I wouldn't mind that.. sounds like a good idea.. but please..let me pay.. this is my weekend to spoil you.. remember you gotta save up." he smiles leading her through the park back to where he parked his car.
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				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>12-11-2007, 09:08:58</strong>
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				<strong>"Me? Boyfriend? You're kidding right?"</strong> she asked. <strong>"I'm currently living with a girlfriend of mine, who's attending the college in the area."</strong> she told him.<br><br>After he finished packing up the camera she led him to a small Pizzeria. It really was small, only about 15 or so people could sit in to eat at a time, but the kitchen in the back was huge. This place had the best pizza in town, and she told him so. Completely ignoring the fact that he said to let him Pay that aswell.<br><br>(If you wanna do a timeskip you can)
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>12-11-2007, 13:13:43</strong>
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				He is of course curious if 'girlfriend' meant 'friend who is a girl', or something more deeper and meaningful.&nbsp; He does go to the pizzeria, and they sit down for a delightful meal, talking more and breaking more of the ice.&nbsp; When the bill comes, he insists on paying - this is his weekend of spoiling her after-all.&nbsp; Then back out to the car as the sun goes down.<br><br>He drives back to his apartment, parking underground and then going up the elevator to the 24th floor - into his smallish 2 bedroom apartment.&nbsp; It's typical bachelor style - he has lots of the 'toys' that guys go after - and there arn't many signs of a feminine touch to the place.&nbsp; Large screen TV - big stereo system - integrated computer into the works.&nbsp; And in the bedroom a large plush bed and a small jacuzzi in the bathroom.&nbsp; The spare room is done up like a home office although there is a smaller bed in there as well.<br><br>"Here we are." he smiles.. after giving the tour.&nbsp; "Mm.. I know we have all weekend..but I was wondering if we could maybe start some.. now.. you know.. some naughtier photographs?"&nbsp; He smiles.."What do you think?"
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				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>06-12-2007, 08:56:02</strong>
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				(.... I thought I'd already replied to this a few weeks ago.... &gt;&lt; My computer must have eaten the reply I'm sorry.)<br><br>She shrugged. The redhead wouldn't have any complaints to starting that night. why? Well, it was something to do for starters... That and he did say that he would pay her for all of this.<br><br><strong>"Sure, we can start now if you want."</strong> Dev told him after he showed her the area. Not much by way of style or finesse, but that was a damn nice stereo setup.
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				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>06-12-2007, 12:54:18</strong>
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				He nodded. "I'll be right back."&nbsp; <br><br>From a back room he brings out a tripod, setting it up in the living room.&nbsp; He picks a corner where there is a wide plush lounger, plus some open floorspace.&nbsp; Moving over to the stereo he turns it on, flipping to a disk he hopes is contemporary enough to appeal to the younger woman.&nbsp; The Yeah Yeah Yeahs start to play from the sound system.<br><br>"I know you said you didn't know what to do.. just.. I guess I can't say act natural..since you've never done this before..but.. just dance infront of the camera.. twirl around so I see all of you and.." his breath catches for a moment.."Start with your shoes.. then your blouse.."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>06-12-2007, 23:24:58</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She looekd a thte stereo curious, <strong>"Who's this?"</strong> she asked before shrugging. <strong>"Eh, whatever."</strong>.<br><br>She stood in front of the camera, and kicked off her shoes. A grin crossed her face as one of them flew towards the camera, dropping enough in elevation that it wouldn't hit hte camera, but it still went in that general direction. <strong>"... Sorry..."</strong> she said as the shoe hit one of the legs of the tripod. <strong>"I didn't mean to hit it in that direction.. It just went that way."</strong> 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 00:41:04</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He shrugged. . "A band..I thought it would..help"<br><br>He snapped some pictures as she kicked off the first shoe..the second one sending the camera jostling for a moment. "Hey..I bet you did that on purpose." he grins.. "Are you nervous?&nbsp; you don't look nervious.&gt;" he smiled snapping the coyish grin on her face.&nbsp; "Would you like different music.. or..mm..anything?" He continues behind the camera..focused on her.. nodding as his eyes glanced towards her top.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 05:05:52</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Mind if I throw on something I brought?"</strong> asked. Without waiting for a reply, she walked over to her bag, which she had dropped on the floor by the door, and rummaged around within it's contents. After a couple of minutes, she returned with her iPod and a white cord. She walked over to the stereo, again, not waiting for a reply, and hooked her iPod up with it. She picked a song and soon, Shinedown's "Starin' down the barrel of a 45" started playing.<br><br><strong>"Hope you don't mind."</strong> she said with a shrug. <strong>"So whatcha want me to do?"</strong> she asked him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 05:11:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(went and found the song so I can hear it)<br><br>He just watched her, smiling as the soft throbbing music started.. "No.. not at all" he smiled snapping another picture of her by the stereo..&nbsp; then nodding back towards the couch as the music started to build.<br><br>"mm.. just listen to the music.. sway softly.. and slowly start to undress.. not too fast.. if you just forget about me and listen to the music.. the pictures will look most natural.&nbsp; Just start with your blouse.. then your pants"<br><br>He moves behind the tripod.. ready to start their own naughty photo-session.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 05:17:42</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				(It's my most recent song obsession XD Lol)<br><br>She nodded and reached up, to fix her hair. The elastic band that she was using to hold it up, came out and it fell in locks around her face and shoulders. It fell down to the middle of her back and curled slightly at the bottom.<br><br>She was about to put her hair back up when her elastic snapped.<br><br><strong>"Damn.. oh well."</strong> she looked at Stefan, <strong>"Do you have a problem with me having my hair down instead of up? My elastic just broke on me"</strong> Dev said with a sheepish grin, her hands were resting on the top bottom of her blouse.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 05:20:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He snaps pictures as she reaches up, then lets her hair out.&nbsp; He shifts.. already his heart was racing again.. even more then it was back down in the park.&nbsp; He can't help but feel like such a dirty old man for this..but it was two consenting adults.. she was.. adult.. yes.<br><br>"No..your hair looks great down..that's alright." he smiles..loving the sheepish look.&nbsp; He zooms in to get a closeup of her almost shy looking face, hidden behind some locks of hair.&nbsp; The music builds to a heavier part, and Stefan can really feel himself getting into it.<br><br>(my latest obsession is the game Rock Band.. and playing drums. :)&nbsp; Drove all the way to Buffalo to get it since it's not out yet in Canada..&nbsp; It's like Guitar Hero except with drums and a mic)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 05:26:19</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She nodded and moved a lock of her hair out of her face... it just fell right back, so she moved it again. Shaking her head slightly to move her hair out of her face, this time it stayed, her hands returned to her buttons... slowly she undid the first, then the second, then the third, her bra was visible underneath. Her breasts were visible as was her bright red lace bra, it was obvious that her cup size was a DD.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 05:29:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He snapped pictures as she slowly undid the buttons.&nbsp; He could almost feel his heart rate increasing with each button.&nbsp; <br><br>Before she didn't look to be as endowed - her blouse was very bellowy and hid her chest.&nbsp; He was abit curious to why - as she had a nice figure, but dressed to hide it, as if she wasn't as comfortable flaunting it - or perhaps it just wasn't in her personality.<br><br>"mm.. ooh.. Dev." he smiles softly... "Fantastic".. he reaches up to his collar undoing one button to loosen the shirt around his neck as he blouse was slowly opened.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 05:41:24</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				As she undid the next button, part of her blouse fell off the side of her shoulder. She adjusted it, but it just fell again, so she left it as her hands found the second to last button and undid it. The blouse fell open, leaving her breasts and stomach in full view. <br><br>The one side of her blouse had fallen farther down, and was caught on the spikes around her wrist. Making the best of it, and hoping that the spikes didn't put a hole in her shirt. She bent over slightly, her hands on her knees, her upper arms pressing her breasts together in a lovely fashion, and of course, the angle she was bent at was giving the camera, and Stefan, a perfect view.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>07-12-2007, 05:46:18</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan notices the blouse catching on her spikes.&nbsp; And as it falls open, it's just the most seductive look.&nbsp; He snaps pictures, feeling his arrousal growing inside his pants as her blouse is held by the last button, and caught on her spikes.<br><br>"Dev.." he said.. his voice showing his emotions.&nbsp; "I .. just pull it open..your blouse.&nbsp; If you wreck your blouse, I'll buy you a new one.&nbsp; Infact that goes for any clothing.. I'll add it to the tab for the weekend.. if you have no cares, then it makes the pictures look just great"<br><br>He snaps pictures of her exposed top - her breasts straining against the sexy red bra - the contrast of her hair and the long sleeves with spikey collars and her bared skin - her upper chest and her stomach.&nbsp; "I like those sleeves on you.. what about your pants next?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 09:44:39</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dev rolled her eyes slightly and a small grin crossed her face. <strong>"You just want to see me nekkers don't you?"</strong> she asked teasingly. She slowly pulled her sleeves off of her arms and threw the top at the camera. It landed perfectly over the lens, hiding her from the view of the electronic device.<br><br>With a taunting smile her hands made their way to the top button of her jeans. They were hip-huggers and had a small zipper, with three buttons. Tauntingly, she undid the top one, then the second one, the thong that she was wearing, that matched her bra, was visible.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 12:53:48</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned.. reaching to remove the sleeve from the camera to catch her slowly undoing the buttons on her jeans. "Well.. that was the deal.. was it not?&nbsp; Some photosessions.. of you in .. the natural.. in exchange for some money for your artists convention." he smiled.. feeling like such a dirty old man as the pants opened to show off the top of her thong.<br><br>"Or.. are there other options on top of the stripping and photographing?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 12:58:00</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She just grinned slyly. Something about him, she just felt like she could be herself and let loose. Deep Down, she'd wanted to be in front of the camera like this before, but never had the nerve to do it before. So she was happy she was here... for the most part. Part of her was still a bit uneasy about it... but that part was quickly hushed.<br><br><strong>"Oh... who knows? I sure as hell don't"</strong> she said, still maintaining her sly grin. Her hair fell in front of her face again and she brushed it aside, the light from the crack in teh blinds of the window she was near caught the gloss on her lips, making them seem to sparkle. <strong>"I do get a copy of all the photo's right?"</strong> she asked him curious. She did want a set. Why not? They were of her right?<br><br>Her hands were resting on her last button, and she toyed around with it, acting like she was having a hard time getting it undone - pout and all. Seeming like a little helpless girl.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 13:01:54</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				That made for a great photo.. struggling with the button.. the light catching her perfectly.&nbsp; "Of course you could have a set.. mm.. oh you having trouble?" <br><br>He bit his lip for a moment.."You want some help with that?" a shiver going through him.&nbsp; He could almost tell her body language was asking for that.. but for him to take the lead.. heck all along she's been.. responding to his lead.. she may joke and tease.. but then she dives in - with seemingly no second thoughts or regrets.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 13:08:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The button popped through the hole and she looked up at him. <strong>"Nope, I got it."</strong> she said, full aware of how much of a taunt that was for him. <br><br>She placed her hands on her hips and looked at Stefan with something akin to a smirk. <strong>"So, what's the motivation for me to take my pants off? And don't just say that this is going to help me get to the convention, cause I don't need to go."</strong> Her red hair fell in front of her face again, and she left it there, half covering her face. The hair the same colour as her lingerie, contrasting greatly with her pale complexion. That was one thing she loved about her, her vibrant red hair - that people always asked if she dyed it, and her pale complexion, the love the contrast. Definitely made her stand out a bit more. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 13:11:59</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He had already walked around the camera - when she pulled it out and looked up with that almost brattish grin.&nbsp; The sortof grin when a subby was playing coy to see how far she could push things before she got spankings.<br><br>"Mmm.. well.. we arranged this as a simple deal.. mmm.." he had taken out alot of extra money.. reaching into his pocket he pulled out a VERY THICK billfold..the sort that you see in movies.. then pulls out several bills.. twenties.. 3.. 4 of them.. 5.. then places them on the small table towards her.&nbsp; And even though that's a hundred..there is still ample more in the billfold. "How is this for motivation so far.. or are you looking for something different?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 13:16:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She watched him put the slips of paper on the table. Oh that's more than enough motivation, definitely, but she just had to ask...<br><br><strong>"Oh Money's lovely and all, but got anything else to offer?"</strong> she asked, just to be difficult. Why? Well, why not? She was here of her own volition, and he couldn't make her stay. Nope, if she wanted to go she could. <em>I love being difficult for things. Makes life more fun a lot of times</em> she thought to herself
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 13:19:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He had already given her gifts.. and now money.&nbsp; He was alittle confused..although it was clear she was enjoying this.. being in control.<br><br>"More to offer.. I'm already offering alot.&nbsp; gifts.. money..and.." he grins.."I'm giving you a safe enviroment to live out your fantasies.&nbsp; I remember the stories and roleplays we've had.. you want this too..even though you're all shy and nervious." he grins.. "Tell you what.&nbsp; Wait a second."<br><br>He leaves the room.. quickly going to the back, finding a duffel bag and bringing it back..setting it down.&nbsp; It makes the most mysterious noises.. metal on metal.. muffled shufflings.&nbsp; He opens the bag and reaches in, looking for something..finally lifting out a red leather collar.. it has 2 shiny D'rings on it and a brassy complex looking lock..actually it's a buckle that has a loop so it can be locked shut.<br><br>"I can offer.. a collar.. for the weekend... for longer you'd need to earn it." he grins.. two can play at this game.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 13:24:18</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She raises an eyebrow when he left. The Markers that he gave her were enough motivation, but hey, she was having fun.<br><br>A curious look crossed her face when he carried the bag back, and when she heard the noises. <strong>"....wha...?"</strong> she asked. When he pulled out the collar, it was obvious he'd gotten her attention.<br><br><strong>"Screw the money, I want that."</strong> She told him.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 13:27:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins.. knowing he has her attention.&nbsp; <br><br>"Oh..you do.. huh?&nbsp; I have more things in this bag..but.. you can see.. in time." he starts to walk to her with the collar.. there is some detailing on it.&nbsp; He gets close and shows her - the leather has been embossed with a design wrapping around it.. making it look like barbed wire pressed into the leather.<br><br>"Maybe it's time I ask you..what you're offering for the collar?" he grins..looking down.. "How about the rest of your clothing.. and the right to remove it myself?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 13:35:46</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"For the pics, I'm taking it off myself Sweetheart"</strong> she told him, while looking at the collar.<br><br><strong>"It's all about whether you'll accept the offer of me posing as you want me to... within reason please... in front of the camera"</strong> she added with a shrug.<br><br>(Sorry it's short)
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 13:45:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"mm..what do you mean..within reason?" he grins... "and how about we wait until you're nude before collaring you" he grins.. "I'm still not hearing what you'd do for the collar.. you already were going to pose nude for the camera.. that was the original deal" <br><br>He grins.. the balance of power shifting slightly.. now that he has something she wants..and who knows what else is in his bag.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 13:53:53</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				Dev shrugged. Sure the plan was for her to be here already, but what's keeping her from leaving?<br><br><strong>"You could just be a sweetie and give it to me out of the goodness of your own heart"</strong> she said with a grin, knowing fullwell that he probably wouldbn't go with that.<br><br><strong>"Now, shall we resume or are you content with me only have my top off?"</strong> she asked
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 13:57:56</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				He wasn't going to kidnap her.. but perhaps.. he could coerce her.. or make some sortof deal.&nbsp; <br><br>Setting the collar down on top of the money he returned to the camera.."I'd love to continue.." he smiles.. "Before you take off any more.. pose abit.. standing..sitting on the couch.. nice poses for the camera.. " he prompts.<br><br>He snaps some pictures.. getting quite arroused, and loving the banter back and forth as Dev returns to posing for the camera.. then after a dozen or show 'glamour' shots.. "mmm.. okay.. take it off.." he groans softly.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 23:10:16</strong>
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			<dd class="postbody">
				She posed for him, some really sensual ones, and some more playful ones.<br><br>Laying on the couch, her hair spread out all around her with the light catching it. Her hands were resting on the top of the zipper to her jeans. Her fingers grabbed the zipper and started to undo it, slowly so as to taunt him more. It took longer than it probably should have for her to undo a zipper that was only two inches long. Her thong was more visible now, and so was a small tattoo she had on her hips. It was of a Panther Paw, claws out and cutting her, the tattooed blood that was dripping down her skin looked almost real.<br><br>Slowly she pushed the waist of her jeans down a couple inches, far enough to taunt, but not far enough to have them fall off of her. 
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 23:13:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Stefan falls back into the camera-man role, snapping pictures as Dev poses in the room, then down sprawling across the couch.. pushing the jeans down.<br><br>He mms and nods.. getting a closeup of the small tattoo she has on her hip.&nbsp; He grins.."You're enjoying the hell out of this.&nbsp; I've been thinking.. you want the collar on now afterall?&nbsp; Before we get you naked.. already collared?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 23:19:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked at him and shrugged. <strong>"Doesn't really matter to me all that much to be honest. Whenever works for me."</strong> <br><br>As she was pushing the jeans down, her thong caught on the spikes on the wrist and started to go down with the jeans. Dev noticed, but didn't do anything about it, for the moment. when it was starting to pull the other side down was when she got the material unstuck from her spikes. The material ended up staying where it was, halfway down her backside. <br><br>'Course, she was going to fix it, but... not right at that moment. She knew it was just another thing to taunt him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 23:21:19</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins.. she was already going ahead with taking down the pants..and he returned to behind the camera.. snapping pictures as her thong catches and then pulls down to teasingly reveil the top of her ass for a moment.&nbsp; He snaps pictures with her twisting her hips to pose, then reaches for the collar, bringing it over while she's laying on the couch.&nbsp; "Lift your neck.." he smiles..his pants definately tenting from his arrousal<br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 23:36:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She pulled her thong up as she sat up when he walked over. A Curious expression on her face when he mentioned about the collar. <strong>"You can't wait, can you?"</strong> she asked him with a smirk, knowing full well she was taunting him... perhaps too much.<br><br>She stood up, her red hair falling in front of her face a bit again and walked over to him, meeting him halfway. Standing about a foot in front of him, she let him get a good look at her, not like she had a choice or wouldn't anyway, but Dev figured this would add to the Taunting.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-12-2007, 23:40:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He looks down at her..now just in her red underwear.&nbsp; His heart flutters abit.&nbsp; <br><br>He reaches out, wrapping the red leather around her neck, then moving to her side where the clasp ends up.&nbsp; He pulls the collar until it's snug, but not too tight.&nbsp; A finger could fit between the leather and her neck.but that's all.&nbsp; He then pulls out a pad-lock, snapping it through the complex buckle.&nbsp; The small padlock hangs at her neck, and keeps the buckle from being unfastened.. locking the collar in place.<br><br>He then returns to the camera, smiling.. "Mmm...perfect.."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>13-12-2007, 00:39:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Dev brought one of her hands up to test the lock. It wasn't going to budge open at all. <br><br><strong>"PErfect?"</strong> she asked with a grin. <strong>"You just couldn't wait to get it on me could you?"</strong> After a moment she walked over to her bag, in which she had stuck her cat ear headband and cattail belt that she had made for Halloween the previous year.&nbsp; With the ears adorning her head, you couldn't see the headband at all, it blended in perfectly with her hair, and the belt around her waist was more of a stylish wrap that didn't need a pair of jeans or somethign with belt loops.<br><br><strong>"Meow."</strong> she said.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>13-12-2007, 05:02:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned at her.&nbsp; "Ooh..so you're a cat-girl?&nbsp; Like in those hentai?"<br><br>He grins.."Of course I wanted to get you collared..besides... you like it.&nbsp; Although you're missing something." He returned to his leather bag, digging abit, and pulls out a set of leather cuffs.&nbsp; He holds them up and grins.&nbsp; "The match to the collar." he grins.."I have a second set for the ankles too." he grins.<br><br>He sets the cuffs out, then returns to the camera, snapping pictures of the kitty-girl.. the collared and only dressed in underwear kitty girl.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>17-12-2007, 10:38:50</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				An eyebrow raised when she saw the cuffs, not quite sure what to make of them, but figured she'd find out her thoughts later... assuming she cared. At the moment, she was just posing in front of the camera as she was... wearing nothing but her matching bra and panties, her cat ears and tail, and her arm accessories.<br><br><strong>"Rowr."</strong> she said as she posed in a <em>very</em> sultry way as she was on all fours on the floor.<br><br>[Sorry for the delay, haven't been on the computer.]
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>18-12-2007, 21:47:46</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He continued to take pictures of the young girl.. the teen.. posing for him.&nbsp; He moved the camera around, taking closeups as she playfully growled for the camera.<br><br>"mm.. very nice.. " he purrs.. snapping picture after picture. "mmm.. how about.. alittle more skin.. time to go all the way?"<br><br>He was very arroused as it was.. not quite sure how he was going to handle it when she was fully naked... but then he was looking so forward to it at the same time.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>23-12-2007, 06:57:54</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				figuring she could taunt him some more, she pulled one side of the fabric down, revealing the upper part of what would be considered private. She also reached up and pulled one of her bra straps down, making a little more of her breast a bit more visible to him.<br><br>(Sorry for the short post ^^;; )
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>24-12-2007, 03:52:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins as she continues to tease the camera.. the bra-strap coming down is a very good sultry look.&nbsp; And the top of her panties being tugged down.<br><br>He snaps the pictures.. smiling and nodding... moving closer in again to get a torso and head shot of Dev splayed out on the couch.&nbsp; "mm.. very very nice.. you are certainly earning your artist convention.." eager for her to go on.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>17-04-2008, 05:34:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				<strong>"Good"</strong> she said said with a smirk. Her hair falling around her as she looked at the ceiling, posing in a variety of ways for him.<br><br>It was about an hour later before she stretched and sat on the floor. She'd been standing around for photo's for the last little bit, and she needed to sit. Her fingers were entwined within the ends of her hair, as she looked at the camera, her bra strap still hanging off her shoulder.<br><br><strong>"So is there anything else you want to do with me? I mean aside from just taking photos."</strong> she grinned in a way that certainly didn't scream "Innnocent".
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>17-04-2008, 12:04:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grinned at her and nodded. <br><br>"Well.. of course.&nbsp; But I thought you had a boyfriend?" His eyes met hers as he set the camera down for a moment, and disappeared to get her a bottle of water.<br><br>Returning, he crouched beside her..handing her the water and letting his hand fall to her thigh..stroking it with his fingertips.<br><br>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 09:11:13</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She looked up at him when he returned, the thought of a drink of water seeming like heaven since her mouth was so dry for some reason.<br><strong>"Oh, thanks"</strong> she said as she accepted the bottle. <br><br>Unscrewing the cap, she brought it to her lips and took a drink, not noticing, or caring, that some of the lipstick she had been wearing (it was a very neutral colour) was getting washed off by the wetness of the water. She nearly choked on the mouthful when his hand landed on her thigh, since she hadn't been expecting it, but she managed to suppress it so he didn't notice.<br><br><strong>"So what's next?"</strong> she asked him, completely ignoring the comment about the boyfriend.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 13:01:44</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He continued to stroke her thigh as she finished off the water.<br><br>"Well..we're not quite done the photo-shoot.." he trailed his fingers up to the waistband of her panties and gave a brief little tug.. <br><br>"And then there is your comment about.. anything other then photos.&nbsp; Although I'm not quite sure.. what is on the table for bartering.." <br><br>He let his hand slowly move up her side.. ending on her cheek.. cupping her and drawing her slowly towards him.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 20:36:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She tossed the water bottle off to the side, just barely managing to get it into the recycle bin.\<br><strong>"Hell if I know, why don't you just throw something out and we'll see if it's something that I would be willing to do or not."</strong> she said simply as she raised an eyebrow as he tugged on her panties.<br><strong>"Just don't be getting ahead of yourself, doll"</strong> 
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>05-11-2008, 22:29:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He grins as she played along at first..then halted him.<br><br>"mm.. okay then.." he thought for a moment.. "Well..we had discussed the photos in exchange for money for that art convention.. and well..people could always use money... and I guess there is no hiding my whole 'dirty old manness' since I got you down this far.." he grins.. going over in his head what he has.<br><br>"Well..let's start with the photos..no matter what we do.. I want to photograph it.. so if we decide to do bondage.. the photos come with.&nbsp; And speaking of bondage.. mm...tying you up would be hot.. maybe even alittle spanking and such." he smiles, looking over the mostly exposed teen.. "And about your panties and bra.. coming off... the full monty..&nbsp; And you talked about how far.. well..how far would you go?&nbsp; Does this go beyond pictures?&nbsp; Would you be open to more.. interactive persuits.. what would the cost be?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Seven</strong> on <strong>08-11-2008, 04:05:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				She just looked at him, almost as if she was sizing him up and taking into consideration what he was saying. She wasn't really thinking about it that much, she knew what she didn't want to do, and as such she knew what she would hate him for if he did.<br><br><strong>"Not sure really. Nothing up the ass for sure, nor do I want to taste you, at the moment you might be able to convince me otherwise. Sex'll be something that you REALLY need to bribe me for."</strong> she paused. <strong>"And to the comment of bondage, sure, why not. It's always been something that I wasn't completely opposed to."</strong>
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Cost of Art (Dev and Kasen03)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>kasen03</strong> on <strong>08-11-2008, 04:25:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				He watches her, and then grins at her reply.<br><br>"Well.. okay.. straight and to the point.&nbsp; Hmm.. Well..you said before that you didn't just want money.. although I'd be more the willing to help make sure your trip to that anime convention was.. very comfortable.&nbsp; You already have the collar.. mm.. I think perhaps while you're down this weekend..tomorrow we shall have to go out and get a nice tag for the collar..something with a cute shiny stone on it?"<br><br>He smiles, snapping another picture of the teen.&nbsp; He then sets the camera down "I'll be right back"<br><br>He leaves the room and returns with several coils of rope and several rolls of duct tape.&nbsp; He grins and winks at her, setting them down.&nbsp; Next he sets up the camera, setting it to take constant pictures, before approaching her. "Mm.. tape or rope.. or both?"
			</dd>
		</dl>
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