I thought this was one of those tongue-in-cheek confidential classes where no photography were allowed. To my shock, the model told us to pull out our cameras and suggested at one point we film what was going on. He was quite personable and his shameless confidence made the class a fun and enjoyable one.
Lucky I always carry a camera with me.
For the sake of maintaining his dignity (not that he'd care) and not offending my readers, genitals are censored.
The hen de-robing the model.
Taking it all off.
My warm up practice drawings.
Using Corinna to explain how we should proportion a body on paper.
"I want you to ride me, pull my hair and spank me too! Come on girls, take pictures. More..." LoL!! He was such a good sport.
I laughed so hard when Corinna showed him her piece of art. He looked at what she did with the size of his manhood. Unsatisfied, he started tugging at his own in disbelief.
This was my final piece... it came in second to my surprise.
I look at my body language in this pic and start laughing. Protecting myself from the big naked man and a phony smile for the camera.
The girl who came first got a penis straw. I got this for coming in second.
Sitting under our masterpieces.
Trying to get a pic of all of us.
Rashika, Corinna and myself... my uni girls.
Ready to head home to show our respective Andrews our artwork.