Three.
The women giggled as the model sauntered out from the back of the studio. He was wearing a robe but he shed it the moment he stepped up on the dais. From his body language it was easy to tell he was comfortable being naked in front of a group of people. Hell, he was probably more comfortable being naked in front of a group of women.
Hanelli examined him with a critical eye. He was young, certainly younger than her. He had all the classic attributes of a model: good muscle tone but not jacked to the point of steroid abuse, a firm chin, piercing blue eyes, dirty blond hair, and a c**k that wasn’t huge, but she imagined it would grow nicely given the right attention.
And of course it had a prominent Prince Albert piercing on the end.
She was certain all the women were staring at hi
