The canvas is a flat surface—a plane. So, we call paintings two-dimensional. That’s a little like saying the eye only sees two dimensions. After a...ll, the human eye is nothing but an array of light receptors on a concave surface. Still we see life in three geometric dimensions. But in art, there are actually five dimensions. Shape, color, texture, depth, and focus.Shape is usually the first thing I put on the canvas. Charcoal or graphite is used to sketch in where things are. It’s a cartoon of. You wait for what seems like an eternity, until finally, you're too tired to tread water anymore. As you sink to a watery grave, you black out, wishing for a miracle to save you.When you open your eyes, you see a what can only be described as an angel, probably because it is. Her wet blonde hair hugs her down to the small of her back and up to the ends of her B-cup breasts. Her deep gray eyes seem to hypnotize you into a trance, and her beautiful face serves only to help the hypnotism. Finally. “Ladies first,” Tom offers.“Oh, I’m no lady!” the woman responds, but she goes first anyway.As they climb, Tom hangs back to get a look at her legs. They are long and slender and in great shape. The skirt she is wearing really show them of and is so short Tom is convinced he gets a quick glimpse of a hairy blonde snatch.On arrival at the room, Tom follows her inside at her request. It is a large room. The lighting is subdued! In front of them, with the head up against the far wall, is a large. She was super excited and said, “Divi you are going to lose your virginity tomorrow.” My heart started pumping like anything.I called the number in the mail and he introduced himself as Dhruva (name changed) he asked me to wait in a bus stop and sent me the car details. Next day, I went to the bus stop at 5.40 pm.After 10 minutes a white color jaguar car arrived and I got into the car. The driver drove the car and after 20 minutes, we reached Dhruva’s guest house. The driver told me to go.