The first thing I know is that I was standing In your house, I apparently was in the kitchen, getting a drink. There was no one home except me and you, but you was currently in the basement. As I am slowly filling my glass with orange juice, I suddenly hear you scream my name. I rush down as quickly as I can, hoping nothing happened to you. I go down the stairs, turn the corner, and see a half naked you laying against the wall. I first off all scream :”WHAT THE FUCK WHERE YOU THINKING, MAKING ME WORRIED LIKE THAT?!” You softly and quite silently responses with : “I wanted you to come as quickly as possible. Don’t you like what you see?” I start to blush, mumbling : “Well, ofcourse I do, but why are you dressed up like this?”“Do you want me to put on more clothes and forget this ever happened?” I instantly respond, without a doubt : “Oh, no I don’t” as i start moving closer to you and put my arms around yours, I slowly go in for the kiss. I let my hands go down your body, feel every inch, touch every inch, completely exploring your body. I gently start to play with your boobs, as you let out a soft moan.You started doing the same to me, putting your hands around my body, undressing me. slowly but surely, we both end up in nothing but our underwear. Feeling the heat of the moment, I pick you up, pulling of your panties, and put you on her bed. Not a moment has passed since we started that my mouth has left hers, as long as you don’t count some breaks to breath/moan.Thinking this is my time to go, I let my fingers slide down some more gently rubbing your down under. you doesn’t let a moment pass, as you pulls down my underwear and scream : “Fuck foreplay, just go for it now!” Doing as you asks, I Instantly enter, feeling your warm cunt on the inside for the first time. You can’t hold it anymore, throwing your arms around me, almost clawing my back, moaning constantly. We kept going for 2 hours, until you finally had enough.No hard feeling right?
So I’m dedicating this one to the amazing Burdge. Her mind blowing, beautiful, fantastical, inspirational art has basically been the reason for my persistence with drawing. It kinda gives me hope when I feel like I’m crap, etc. Instead of getting discouraged by how amazing her work is in comparison with mine, I try and let it spur me on, encourage me to try even harder.
Basically, I really have no idea how I would have survived the years 12, 13, and 14, (and even now, 15) without the beauty that is Burdge’s art. I really have no idea.
So yeah. This is my little thanks. I can’t even begin to communicate what an impact your art has made for me. XD But consider this a sort of “art hug*, heheh. Thank you so much for every thing you do.