Fuckin Zack.
i was walking downstairs from my drawing class by myself when i saw a flyer that said: nude model wanted, must be 18 or older and preferably have tall slender build. "hmm" i thought. "i always have wanted to model for a drawing class" i read on and it said if you are interested call zack at so and so number. I began thinking what my meeting with zack would be like and if he would ask me to get undressed while we were alone, sort of like an interview. I kept thinking about this meeting and about zack inspecting my pubic hair and the freckle on my breast to make sure my body was fit to draw for his class, or whatever it was for. These thoughts were racing through my mind and made me so nervous that i fell down the stairs. nothing was hurt, but i decided not to call him and maybe hold of on nude modeling till next year.