Ruined: Cum And Oil On Canvas
Cum and oil don’t mix, but together they create something unforgettable.
Opening my eyes, I focus on the blades of the unfamiliar ceiling fan slowly circulating above the bed. To my left, sound asleep, is the wealthiest heiress on the Upper East Side. Just beyond her, on the nightstand, is an envelope full of cash. To my right, resting on the ledge of an easel, is the real reason I am here. Trish’s words echo in my head. Not sex work. Art. I take a long, hard look at a painting. Or should I sa...