Fantasy The Continuing Education of Susan by TMaskedWriter

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"Mm-hmm," I replied. "I think his boyfriend thinks so, too. C'mon." I led her toward the front door.

"Are you sure," Rachel asked. "Could've sworn he was checking you out."

"Yeah, and I think he was more interested in you." She turned back to smile at Rob and I gently took hold of her arm and led her inside.

I heard conversation coming from the living room as I opened the door and stopped, motioning for Rachel to stop too. As you might've noticed, a lot of sex happens in our house, and not all of it is confined to the bedrooms or any particular time of day. I didn't want Rachel to get the wrong idea... well, the right idea, but too soon.

I cocked my head and turned my ear to the hallway to listen. I heard Julie and another female voice talking and laughing. Deciding it was safe, we continued to the living room.

Troy Equals stood in the center of the living room, naked except for a pair of boxer shorts; his back bent and his right arm outstretched holding a Frisbee as if he were about to hurl it like Myron's Discobolus statue. (I only know the name of it because Troy told me.)

On the far side of the room, Julie, his wife, sat on a stool in front of an easel, drawing and facing his back. Next to her in front of an easel of her own, was Denise; a teenage friend of hers that she'd met in the park a month back. A third stool between them held a set of charcoal pencils.

"You know, hon," Troy said, trying not to move. "I've never bought fruit by the bowl before, but it can't be more than ten bucks or so. I'd be happy to get dressed and go buy you two one. And then hey, when art time's over, you can enjoy some lovely fruit."

"That's what you get for finishing class early, Dearest One," Julie replied. "We needed a model, and everyone else is working. So quit complaining and hold still, O My Hellenistic Ideal."

"Hi, guys," I said. "Hey, Denise. Wasn't expecting you, or for all of you to be here this early. This is Rachel. Rachel, this is Troy & Julie Equals and their friend Denise."

"Hey, Rachel," Julie said with a welcoming smile. "I had a client meeting in Tacoma that I ended up walking out of, so decided to pick up Denise and do some sketching practice."

"What happened with the meeting," I asked.

"I got all the way there, met him at the Hobnob, he talked all about his big plans and what he wanted, but didn't bring up money, so I kinda saw what was coming. Sure enough, round about when the check came, he said he wouldn't be able to pay me, but it would be 'great exposure for my work.'"

I groaned. I've never done any kind of artistic work like Julie, but even I know that "it'll be great exposure" means "We exploit your talent for free and then we'll tell others what a sucker you are and they'll try to pull the same shit." I found out later that Julie decided to "Do What They Do" to the guy and he got arrested a couple of hours later for "great exposure."

"Hi, everyone," Rachel said. "Isn't that statue supposed to be naked?" I could see some disappointment in her eyes. Troy doesn't quite have an Olympian physique, but he's still pretty nice to look at.

"Well, yeah," Troy replied, taking the opportunity for a break and sitting down with a bottled water. "But considering that one of our artists is underage and doesn't care for that sort of thing anyway, I decided some modesty was called for."

"Besides, I'd rather guess," Denise said. Julie laughed at that, then leaned over to look at her work.

"It's a bit bigger around," she stage-whispered to her. Denise's eyes widened and Troy blushed. I looked over and caught Rachel trying to use her X-Ray Vision on his boxers and decided to regain control of the situation.

"Well, Rachel saw the yoga flyers and was interested, so I'm going to teach her a few things up in my room. We'll let you get back to the art."