Annette got up at 8:00am the next morning. She showered, dressed, had a nice, long breakfast, and was out the door by 9:30.
When she got there, she took a seat right in front of the stool. She always liked to see the model’s face. But to her surprise and horror, the model was Nick! She guessed that he was surprised and embarrassed too because he was looking at her all red in the face and his eyes wide. She suppressed the feeling of laughter inside her. She was relieved that she wasn’t the only one feeling that.
She began drawing the minute he took off his robe. Annette never noticed before how nice a body frame Nick had. He had some strong features. And his arms, she noticed, were very well toned. After class, she put her stuff away and waited for Nick.
“Hey Nick.”
“Hey. Sorry if I made you nervous.” Nick looked down.
“That’s ok. I thought I was making you nervous.”
“Well, at first you were. I didn’t know you were in this class.”
“That makes us even.” Annette laughed.
“Really? That’s good to hear.” Nick sighed with relief.
“Don’t sweat it. To tell you the truth, when I drew my first nude male model in class, I broke fifteen pencils in one sitting.”
They laughed at this. After that, they became more comfortable with each other. The classes were a lot more fun. Whenever people were too engrossed in their work, Annette would make stupid faces at Nick and smile at Nick’s strain to keep serious. They also became closer. They visited each other almost everyday. Each felt they have a second home. Who knew posing nude in front of an art class would make two people best friends?
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