Chapter 28 Mold My Cunt, Make Me Yours(Taboo Sex):>Ep2

• The only reason I'd even decided to mention it was because the experience at the club had been truly amazing, opening my eyes to a new way of thinking about and creating art. It had been particularly well-timed since I felt like I'd fallen into a bit of a slump recently, especially after seeing how talented so many of my upperclassmen were. Back in high school, I'd felt like I'd been something special, only to realize in college that there were many people as good if not better than I was.
• Closing the door of my room behind me--and not slamming it like I almost wanted to--I flipped the lights on and walked over to the easel in the far corner of my room at the foot of my bed. Stopping in front of it, I took a long look at the progress I'd made. Or rather, more accurately, the complete lack of progress. It was the true source of my irritation, and what had my temper on edge these days.
• All I had so far was the vaguest shape of a human body imaginable, not even enough to say that it was a man or a woman, although I knew I was aiming for the latter of the two. It was especially frustrating because I'd started this piece well over a month ago, and this was as far as I'd gotten in all that time. Picking up my brush, I swore that today my lack of progress would finally change.