Behind him a shadow arises. Sinister. Threatening. Indistinct. His own fears? Betrayal.It was past midnight when I cleaned my supplies. I’d done it ...gain—let my emotions take me into the canvas. This time with no music score. The last one, Desperate Love, I’d sent to the vault while it was still wet. So different from my usual painting that it could be by a different artist. I’d captured something different. In addition to shape and color and shadow, I’d captured the emotion missing in my other. I was cowering in the corner as the wind blew its icy blast up my legs and around the exposed flesh of my upper thighs, my heavy woollen stockings protecting the rest of my legs, and my buttocks and crotch also suffering the same indignity as my panties were nothing more than a thong like triangle.As snow began to fall a car drew up alongside the shelter, providing some relief from the wind, and the passenger side window came down.'Like a bit of business love', he called out, and I came towards. More

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