Yondar

Hey Alex its Yondar
Could you forward this flyer to your girl for me
She would be a perfect subject for my project
If you could convince her that would be huge
the Art department will pay her and everything

Ella starred at the message for several moments.
"H-he thinks I'm pretty enough to be a model?"
Looking back into the mirror she tilted her head and posed
"Damn straight!" She certainly could use some extra cash
"Might as well take advantage of this while I can"

Ya man, I'll make sure to send it her way

Holy shit, thanks your the man my dood
Have her text me or meet up at my studio anytime this week

Ella, sensing the the excitement in the text chuckled imagining Yondar hyping up. The mony will be nice, but she also was happy to help the guy out. He had always been a good guy and a killer center, she could imagine it might be a bit tough to get most girls to model for a painting. Ella didn't quite understand that but maybe it was just the guy part of her brain that didn't care if anyone looked at this body too long. It kinda didn't even feel like her own, like she was only borrowing it.

Opening up the flyer she noted the location of Yondar's studio, she would have to drop by tomorrow and see what he had planned . . .