But he saw enough to want to come back again, and again, and then again. She mainly walked around in her underwear: but once she had taken off her bra..., and for a full three seconds he had seen her bare boobs! And like an addictive drug, the more he got, the more he wanted!He wondered whether he could somehow get some pictures. He had a camera in his phone, but it was too dark to take any: besides, with an ordinary camera she would she the flash going off. He saw the light increase as another. Leanne was determined not to let this grumpy old woman bring her down and smiled pleasantly as she filled in the book. "What's the date?" she asked, instantly regretting forcing more conversation out of the receptionist than was completely necessary."October 31st," came the brusque reply."Ooh, Halloween!" cooed Leanne excitedly. She started thinking about her themed party coming in a couple of days and the sexy little outfit she was planning to wear. A couple of seconds later she had finished. I waited a moment to see if she was going to continue and then replied. "Um ... Hello. My name is Jason. As for the staying, that would be up to the old man behind the bar. I haven't really thought that far."The girl seemed upset for a moment but then started with another rapid-fire speech. "Oh, but you must stay. Everyone was saying that it was the best food served here since Grandma Nellie died three years ago. Grandpa tries, but he's not a cook. Besides, you are cute. You can do so much. You. "Well, we see the same thing you do, but we think about it differently. We think in terms of light and color, texture and chiaroscuro. It's like seeing something from every angle at once." How do you see me?" she asked. There was an innocence and shyness about the question that let me know that she genuinely wanted to see herself through my eyes. Well, she had certainly found the right means of turning me on. I've fallen in love with every model I've ever drawn."Why don't I sketch you," I.