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    Painting Her by Natalie Knight

    I’m going to splatter all over you. Your body is magnificent. I knew from the moment I saw you that I needed it. Those curves are to die for.  That face is angelic. You define the essence of beauty.  But you’re hurt.  You find it hard to trust.  You don’t want to be touched.  You shy away from being tasted. At first I don’t know why.  I mean, have you looked at me? I’ve got the body of a god.  I couldn’t have painted a better physique. And I’m the most famous painter in the world.  Untold wealth.  And a notorious reputation.  I paint my women. Then I sleep with…