I went to the store after my work and paid the store clerk her commission. She replied, “your wife is cool, get her here more often”. I simply nod...ded and tried keeping a low profile.Soon I reached home and noticed that Eva had been busy. She had washed her new lingerie and it was drying in the gallery. She was not around so I went to my room and quickly took a shower. As I came out of the shower in my towel I saw Eva sitting on the bed ready with my nightclothes. She was wearing a plain. .but boy could he fuck. He left just as silently as he came in, without a word, but I made sure to thank him. I feel bottoms should always thank tops, and not vice versa because I feel I'm just doing my job, of servicing alpha males.I went to the bathroom & returned shortly & got busy tidying up the room when I noticed a heavy-set, young, black man standing across the hall staring at me. I just thought it was because I was in my jockstrap & bending over as I was straightening out the mattress.. You’ll do a full-size painting of the piece, won’t you? It should be about the same size as the Rhapsody Suite painting. This particular subject could be done in watercolor, but you know I prefer oil or acrylic for a better price. You need more pieces like this. Open up and let them flow. But only one or two of any given subject. If you paint 250 Water Lilies canvasses like Monet, I’ll never be able to sell any of them. Pictures like this, but not the same subject. And don’t paint this instead. “Hey, Liz.”“Did you and Clarissa have a fight?”“What makes you say that?”“She called you a ‘shithead’, in Russian when she came upstairs!”I nodded, “She’s learning so she can follow along without a translator. But we didn’t have a fight the way you mean.”“Can I sit down and talk?”“Sure.”She pulled a chair close to mine, facing the opposite direction so we could see each other, and sat down.“What happened?”“It’s just everything that’s going on,” I sighed. “And honestly, it’s mostly pretty good..