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Once upon a time I met an artist…

She was selling her art at a sex show when I first met her; she was quick to smile and start up a conversation and even shared the tattoo that circled her midriff. We talked about her realistic watercolours and she was enthusiastic to share her technique — her art ranged from the sublimely beautiful to the comical to the fringes of the obscene. She was adorable and her sensuality tugged at me to lean in and kiss her.

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