The Art of Secrecy :

I work part-time as a drawing model.
It's for nude drawing.
My main job is as an actress in a small theater company, so the drawing model job is a side gig.

I model a few times a month at a drawing class & private circle class at a certain culture center in New York.

My age and body type are... a secret.
You can assume I have the minimum body type required for a model, lol.

The drawing class is 80% older men.
10% are subculture women.
10% are young men.
That's the breakdown.

It's mostly pervy and bored old men.
They look at me with leering eyes, but I just stare into space, lol.

The hourly wage is about $20 to $40.
Pretty cheap considering I'm naked, lol.

How do I reconcile being naked in front of people and being ogled by men?
"Nudity is art (seriously)"
That's my mindset, so I manage somehow.

I also get naked in the theater company.
If it's for art, it's fine.

That said, I can't make ends meet with such a low wage, so I have options available.

Of course, at the culture center's drawing class, that's not possible, but in private circles, I go all out.

Hand jobs for $20, oral for $50.
I don't swallow.
Full service is $100.

The other day, I had such a session.
The man was two years younger than me.

He said, "I'm not used to women and I'm inexperienced, lol."
We went on a date, he treated me to dinner, and then we went to his place.

There, he said he wanted to do a private drawing.
At first, it was a normal nude drawing.
Then he started asking for more explicit poses.

"This is art, right..."

He started drawing my private parts.
Even my anus, lol.

He seemed to want to observe my private parts under the guise of drawing, lol.
I got into it too, spreading myself with my fingers to show him everything, lol.
Such a service spirit, lol.

Then he said, "I want to draw something inside here."
I enthusiastically suggested, "A cucumber? An eggplant? lol."
He then said, "Maybe a penis... or something like that?"

He just wanted to put it in, lol.

I welcomed him, saying, "Sure!"
Then he did this and that, and we ended up having sex.

While he was inside me, he was drawing instead of filming, lol.

He was quite serious about drawing... even ignoring me when I moved my hips.

We did this "drawing while having sex" three times.
For me, it was lucky because I got paid, but I was left unsatisfied because he wasn't serious about it, lol.

He continued to attend the regular drawing classes without fail.

There are six members in that drawing class, and I ended up doing it with all of them, lol.

Back to the story, the guy I did the "drawing while having sex" with stopped coming to the drawing class.
I was a bit concerned, but we hadn't exchanged contact information, so that was that.

Over a month later, he came back to the class.
He had grown a beard, his cheeks were sunken, and he looked like a slightly neurotic artist.

"Long time no see!"

I greeted him.

He said, "My drawing won an award..."
Moreover, it was going to be published in a famous art magazine.

"That's amazing! What kind of drawing is it?"

I asked.

It was... that "drawing while having sex," lol.
My private parts were making their debut, lol.
How delightful, lol.

In the end, he gave me a "model fee" from his prize money.
"It's thanks to you. Let's get married,"
he said.

But I didn't, lol.

If it got out that the drawing was of my private parts, it would be humiliating, lol.
My labia are big (tears).
I'm not like some notorious artist, lol.
Normally, you can't show your private parts publicly, lol.



A master of sensual narratives, blending passion with elegance. Enjoys gourmet cooking and yoga. Lives in a serene lakeside home, drawing inspiration from the tranquility around her.

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