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Originally Posted by Greco
Crossing the Barrier
It began with another knock on my studio door
had been waiting for it
the New Model I called for -
I wanted her this afternoon,
Now.
Go to door, open
this New Model comes to me
Full of Life.
As she walks past me the glow
of excitement and expectation
radiates from her every pore
filling my studio with the
freshness of a Spring rain
her black eyes shadowed by her
long, thick lashes
doe eyes with a story to tell.
I show her where she can undress
she asks if she can lie down for a minute -
a minute?! I want to work.
And yet, this New Model has come to me
Full of Life, seven months worth of life
growing within
she undresses, I show her to my bed
I say it's ok - put a fresh sheet before
she lays down - Sun streaming in
I return to the clay to prepare for after
the "minute".
I build armature, roll the air out of lumps
of clay...
she's calling, "Please return, please..."
The clock says the minute has turned to
one hour - I return to my bed, and the two
lives there
"Please, please lay with me, hold me."
Stunned, I look at her precious body
Full and carrying Life
Time turns in on itself and I remember
another...
to be continued...
Greco
"The Studio" book
© 2008 -2018 Greco
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A Studio Visit con't...
Crossing the Barrier
against my Will, my heart opens
it's door now ajar I get on my bed
reaching for her
My left arm supporting her head, my body
flush with her back a heavenly spoonful
she is
she pulls my right arm, and places my
right hand on her well formed bottom
taking my middle finger in her hand
saying, "Please, put it in me, please..."
her soft pleading voice quickening
my pulse - I reach back to my night
stand
"No, use your mouth.", she says
Now in trance I put my right fingers
in my mouth and cover them with
my spit..."Please now..." she begs
I place my middle finger first at the
entrance to her ass...she pushes
against it, my other fingers feel
the wet of her p-ssy
I am careful but steady, she on her side
long to mount her but will not because
of the seven months of belly between us
she rocks against me, my hand now
finding more give all my fingers in her now
I plunge slowly gently f-cking this Beauty
with all the compassion I can hold to
"Yes, yes..." she whispers as her back
and thighs glisten with a light dew -
she smells so good my head is throbbing
I yearn to ravish her
but will not hurt her, no.
My mouth finding her neck, shoulders
I kiss, suck, whisper against her
"girl, come now".
she grabs onto my left arm nails digging
into my forearm as she comes intensely but
quietly, soft whimpering
she has crossed the barrier into me
I hold her as she trembles
telling her gently to remain still
I slowly, carefully remove my fingers
one by one with each exit I feel
her muscle closing around the remaining
until it too is removed gently...
We lay for awhile hearing the traffic outside
I hold her thinking how this one has opened
a door in my heart I kept closed for so long
I must work.
Later...Sculpting her I don't rob her of energy
I join it - and we create another...
the Pregnant One full of life
Full of another Life...
we'll have the time of our lives.
Dedicated to artist models carrying life
everywhere...with much affection
Greco
"The Studio" book
© 2008 -2018 Greco
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