:: Love Art :: by Chase Chihuly

Good morning.

I left my shirt upstairs… Nah, I look pretty good. He will probably do whatever I tell him to if he comes down and sees me like this.

Leave my socks on. Leave my panties on. Rub your hands from my waist up to my neck. Then suck on my titties really hard.

I hope he is not entirely distracted by my chest… I want him to lick and kiss the inside of my thighs so badly.

Interview by man across the table.

[Left to Right, Top to Bottom]

He is loving that my boob just popped out.

Should I spill some of this whipped cream on my boobs.

Oh he is totally digging me, I so have the job.

What? Are you joking? … You asshole. I’m even showing you my boobs in public.

I love being grabbed.

The man interviewing them is standing up in front of them.

[Left to Right]

Girl 1: Sleeping

Girl 2: Is this guy serious?

Girl 3: I’m so pretty, kiss me, mister.

Girl 4: Ugh. I want him in me.

Girl 5: My sexy face is not working. He seems really distracted. It’s okay, keep up the sexy face, it will work.

Girl 6: “Butterface”

Feel my lips.

Yeah, the boys love me. I’m wet. … What should I have for breakfast?

I totally don’t remember leaving this here.

Green Bay. Yay.

That sales guy told me this hat would keep me warm. Ugh. And he was so nice.

My life is awesome. I get paid to eat these amazing fruits and I am so totally going to get this guy’s attention and he will rattle my bones.

My hair rocks. This is the best day ever.

I love sticking my ass so high my everything shows through from the back. I love modeling.

This tastes horrible. I can not believe this is what I do to get spending money. I hope this one does it so I can stop chewing on metal. Maybe he will finally let me have him. … Focus. Focus. Get it over with. Think: extra shopping money.