my place.

She came by and we ate lunch together. I made Lasagna. We finished our meals, we stayed at the kitchen table for a bit. We talked about us and what we were. Since I never officially asked her if she wanted to be my girlfriend, we decide to set our anniversary for the day of our first date. We still had some time to kill before we needed to leave. I ended up showing her the the portrait I was working on. It wasn't nearly finished but Anna still somehow recognized herself.
"It's so good already. Is that going to be me when it's done?"
"At least that's the plan. I do have to admit, I'm struggling with the details a little. Other thoughts tend to enter my mind when I think of you."
"Well that's not to bad. I could pose for you if you'd like. We still have about two more hours."
"That'd be wonderful. Should I just draw you in your current outfit?"
She was wearing jeans and a white t-shirt under a blue pullover.
"Nah, I'd rather have something fancier. Wait here and set up your equipment."
She then disappeared into my room. When I was done setting up my easel and the canvas, she stood in the door frame. In one of my white dress shirts. And seemingly only one of my white dress shirts.
"Classy", I said with a wink, "but you do realize that you'll need to pose for than once right? A good picture takes time and effort."
"I do", she said coming towards me. She had something in her fist. As she gave my a kiss she put a piece of cloth on my shoulder. When I took it of there I realized it was her slip.
"I guess if you don't need, neither do I..."
I through it in some corner of the room. Anna gasped.
"What else was I supposed to do with it?"
"I don't know... Appreciate it a bit more?"
"But I appreciate it more when it isn't there."
"Fair enough, Honey."
She sat down onto the dining table in the living room. Legs crossed with her hands resting on either side of her body, just like the sketch on the canvas. But I wasn't quite satisfied. So I grabbed the top buttom of the shirt.
"May I?"
"You do you, Michelangelo"
I unbuttoned the shirt, down to her chest. She apparently was still wearing a bra. I tried to take a peak by shifting my hand a bit, but she jokingly slapped it away.
"Is that how you treat your muse? Get going."
I kissed her and took my place behind the canvas and started painting.
By the time we had to leave I head done most of the shirt and a bit of hair. Still without blending our shading but it was progress.
"I just need to get dress again. Fuck, were did you put my slip?"
"I don't know somewhere around there I think."
I had no clue, so I looked around the room while Anna dressed back up as far as she could.
"I can't find it anywhere! If we don't find it we'll miss the bus."
"Can't we just skip training today? Text the others we won't come and search for your stuff?"
"Noo, I told Darleen to come today. I don't want to leave her hanging."
So we searched everywhere and behind every cupboard.