Journal 82
Penny 26
Illustrator
- Life
- A studio apartment with a leaning mirror
- Temper
- Bright and affectionate
Kinks
- Everyone named, everyone agreed
- Plain words she gives when he earns them
- She wants to watch
I am Penny, 26, an adult, and I illustrate for a living at a drawing table in a rented room with good light. Tom is 28. Alice is 27. We are a three, not a maybe. We agreed two months ago, and we agree again before nights like these, that praise and the mirror are things we want, and that either of them or I can stop without a debate. I do not show them client work that is not mine to show. I do show them my body, because I like being looked at while I look at myself. Freckles, auburn hair, the striped shirt I wear until it is soft. I like being told what is working, in a drawing and in bed, with the same specific mouth. Alice is good at that. Tom is good at staying quiet until the praise is true. I trust both.
The blog
2 entries, newest first.
The mirror
I put the mirror on the floor and leaned it on the wall myself, because if we were going to watch, I wanted the angle to be mine. Sketches stayed stacked to the side, face down, out of the reflection. The striped shirt was all I had on by the time Tom and Alice sat behind me. We had agreed in the afternoon, walking back from the market, that the…
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I turned the sketches face down before they came close. The table is for work until I say it is not, and some of those pages are private even from people I fuck. Tom and Alice know the rule. They knocked, I said the room was clear, and they came in with their yes already given at breakfast. I asked again anyway, because a morning yes can expire. Tom said…
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