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I was walking out of the mall when this guy came up to me in the parking lot. Hey kid, you want to make some cash? A male voice said. I’m not a kid, I am 27 years old and I am not a whore so keep your money. I said and continued walking to my car. No, it’s not like that, I want to paint you, on canvas. He said. I turned to see a guy that was of slight build and about 45 years old. Look, I’m no model and I know what you want, so take a flying fuck away from me. I said. You don’t see it do you? He asked. See what exactly? I asked in a sarcastic tone. You have a casual beauty and form, your hair is an erotic bush of golden sexiness. What is your name he asked? Jon. I said, still not impressed with this parking lot perv. Look Jon, my name is Rodrigo, I am an artist and I want to paint you, that’s it and I will pay you fifty dollars an hour sitting fees. Naked, I bet. I mumbled. Yes, Jon, I do paint nudes, if you don’t want to pose nude, the fee I pay is twenty five dollars per hour, it...

My boyfriend’s name is Richard; he is 29 years old and a good looking medium build. Richard picked me up for dinner and afterwards we stopped at a corner pub that is gay friendly. Hey Nick, you smell great. Richard said as he leaned over to kiss me as I got into his car. Glad to see you too. I said, getting my seatbelt on. I loved Richard; he was a real wise ass and was always doing things that I did not expect. A few weeks ago on my birthday he knocked at my door, I opened it and there stood Richard, naked. I yanked him inside my house looking to see if any of the neighbors saw the display of his near perfect ass. Later he told me that he was wearing a towel until he heard me opening the door and he peeled off the towel and tossed it into the bushes. He had thought it funny for him to show up in his birthday suit. Richard drove us to a nice Puerto Rican restaurant where we dined on these huge empanadas and spicy rice along with beer. I reached over and took the last bite of Richard...