Logan by M C Adams

Author:M C Adams [Adams, M C]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wicked Romance
Published: 2020-01-08T16:00:00+00:00

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LOGAN

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So you’re just trying your best to get your life back on track after being released from prison. You’re struggling because you’re thrown into the life of someone you’ve had a crush on for years. But, you’re doing OK, thanks to self-control and a touch of luck. You’ve got yourself prepared to accept the fact that most likely you’re never gonna see him again. It’s sad, and frustrating, but you just accept it and move on cause it’s your only option.

Then, out of nowhere, he fucking calls you and turns your life upside down.

He wants you to model for him.

He wants you to stand (maybe sit, I don’t fucking know) in front of him while he looks at you for hours and draws you.

And guess what. He makes it crystal clear that he has no romantic interest in you at all. He just wants to look at you and draw you.

Am I going to have to take my top off?

Am I going to have to strip naked?

I’ve never been to a life-drawing class, but of course I know that in general models do get naked. There’s a long history of nude drawing and painting in the history of art. It was controversial for a long time, and there are certain conventions that mean figures are painted tastefully.

To be honest though, it had always been men painting women for their titillation and the titillation of the viewers. Sure, maybe all you got was a wisp of pube or the hint of a nipple, but back in those days, it was pretty much the equivalent of hard-core porn.

Male nudes are painted in a less titillating way. But that doesn’t mean there’s not always been a homo-erotic undercurrent to the paintings, even the really old ones.

Also, male nudes were pretty much always based on a famous moment from antiquity. Leonidas At Thermopylae was a favourite one. Or Hercules. Or some other God or from ancient Rome or Greece. Somehow making a picture to do with ancient civilisation makes it less pornographic.

Maybe Clark wants me to dress up like a Roman God. Maybe that’s his thing. Maybe I’ll dress up as Bacchus, the God of wine and orgies. That’s unlikely, I guess. The main thing is, I really don’t know what to expect.

Clark and I agree that I’m going to go round to his place (which he described to me as a home studio) in a couple of days. He said he needs time to make sure he has all his stuff set up and to make sure he has plenty of materials. I don’t know what stuff he might need other than just maybe a new canvas, if he’s going to be painting, but whatever, I don’t want to bother him.

Clark also told me that my old friend Hunter had come into the shop, looking for me. I call Hunter, and I’m happy to hear his voice.

‘Logan you reprobate,’ he says, his deep voice sounding full of excitement. ‘I’m glad I tracked you down.

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