Kingsley stepped into her art studio and began stripping her clothes, slowly. There was nothing like the bare feel of the apron on her skin to get her creative juices flowing. Just like always, she would be on full display to her roommate.
She walked past the large windows to the massive canvas she had set up days ago in preparation. Taking her time, she caressed each and every one of her canvases like they were old friends. She admired each piece, carefully curating the perfect backdrop for this night's masterpiece.
She moved away from her masterpieces and stepped closer to the full-length mirror across from them. Her eyes scanned over her body and noticed how her curves filled out her apron perfectly - much better than it ever fit on that mannequin at the store. With an approving smi
