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could；　you　know；　relax　more　if　you　were　like；　dressed。？

Elise　hopped　up　and　scooted　into　her　jeans。　？There；　is　that　better？？　she　asked；　leaving　them

unbuttoned　as　she　sat　down　on　the　sofa　again。

？Okay。　Let？s　try　it　again；？　Jenny　replied；　revving　herself　up。　She　closed　her　eyes　and　slid　her

hands　under　Elise？s　hair　and　around　her　neck；　trying　to　be　less　of　a　prude　about　the　whole　thing。

After　all；　she　was　an　artist；　and　artists　did　all　sorts　of　crazy　things。

the　next　keats　meets　his　next　muse

After　the　Better　Than　Naked　fashion　show；　the　candles　lining　the　runway　were　removed　and　red

and　blue　strobe　lights　began　to　zoom　against　the　black　velvet　walls。　DJ　Sassy　broke　out　the　phat

French　house　beats；　and　the　Harrison　Street　Club　was　transformed　into　a　seventies　European　disco

full　of　half…naked　ninety…pound　models　drinking　Cristal　champagne　straight　out　of　the　bottle。

Dan　stood　alone　by　the　bar；　sipping　his　Red　Bull？and…who…knew…what…else　cocktail。　It　tasted

exactly　like　baby　aspirin　and　he　was　only　drinking　it　because　the　bartender　had　promised　him　it