Chapter 2572 I Want That Cock Badly(Sex-ventures):>Ep33
- I follow Hera to her place, an older neighborhood north of the university, with small wooden houses, big wooden houses, big trees, formal gardens, and unkempt yards full of prairie brush. Students and professors co-mingle closely, if not always comfortably. Hers is one of the smaller houses, a rental on a raised foundation, with a slightly ramshackle unattached garage and shed at the end of the driveway behind the house. It has a screened porch on the front and back, and as we walk through the front door I notice worn wooden floors, partly covered by strategically placed throw rugs, and soft plush furniture -- not new, but in good condition. It looks comfortable, lived in, and inviting. There's a faint, lingering smell of spices, and a fainter but recognizable aroma of cannabis.
- It's a two-bedroom house with one bathroom, a living room, and a kitchen. Built in a time when people still usually cooked at home, the kitchen is large and well laid out. Hera leads me through the place quickly. An easel and a stack of canvases and painting supplies take up half of the living room. The master bedroom is the ceramic studio. Plastic sheets cover the floor, an electric potter's wheel sits in one corner by a mud-splattered mirror, and most of the rest of the room is taken up by a wooden table, cabinets, and shelves, all piled with pots and figurines in various stages of drying or glazing. More pots and sculpted pieces adorn the screened back porch. There are paintings on all the walls, all done in the Hera style I've seen in the gallery, all erotic, and some as baldy pornographic as any I've fantasized about.
- "Well," she says as she completes the very short tour. "We're both artists, and we both work in the nude, so why don't we both get artistically nude together?"