Everybody Loves Life Drawing

Everybody Loves Life Drawing

Debra Gets A Job

Ray arrived home from work and was barely in the door with the door closed when his mother, Marie, came in without knocking, "Hello dear."

Ray turned and complained, "Mom, you are supposed to knock before you come in and I am supposed to answer the door."

Marie shrugged, "I know how to open a door. I brought lasagna. I figured since I had not brought over any food for three days you must be starving."

Ray shook his head, "Debra cooked Lemon Chicken last night."

Marie looked confused, "Is that what Debra calls it? She calls what she does cooking?"

She scoffed, "A handsome boy like you needs his strength."

Ray sighed, "I happen to love Debra's Lemon Chicken."

Marie put her hand on his forehead, "Are you ill?"

Ray complained, "Mom!"

Debra walked into the room and saw Marie for the third time that day. The previous two were to make sure she 'was up and out of bed before noon.' and the other to 'provide vacuuming lessons.'

Debra gave a faux smile, "Oh Marie, I'm so surprised to see you... again... today... for the third time."

Marie ignored the slight and asked, "Did you do any work today? You look tired, but the house..." Marie grimaced.

Robert and Frank barged into the house, "Hey! The pre-pregame is on the Yankees Channel!"

Frank took the recliner while Robert took the right end of the couch, "Uh Debra, the remote is over there."

Debra shrugged, 'You have feet, walk over and get it."

Frank sighed, "But that is a woman's job."

Debra rolled her eyes and used Frank's expectant silence to escape into the kitchen. Marie followed, "Did you come in here so I could give you some cooking lessons?"

She muttered softly, "Or lessons on how to do your hair or how to dress attractively... or contribute to your home."

Debra turned, "I happen to like the way I cook, and dress, and my hair. And I work around my home."

Marie dismissed her, "Uh. Okay. When you decide to change to be more attractive for Raymond, let me know. Maybe you could do something other than watch TV."

Debra got angry and had no rebuttal. Marie left and Debra made a short intense work out of cutting carrots for a salad for their dinner.

*******

At bedtime, Debra complained, "You know, you could support me, you know. Your mother spent the whole time insulting me. She said, " I don't contribute to the household!"

Ray sighed, wanting only to read Golf Digest for a bit before turning in.

Ray faux smiled, "Well I could support you and you could support me... horizontally..."

Debra sighed, turned out the light, and rolled away from Ray who shrugged and started reading Golf Digest.

*******

When Ray arrived home, Debra met him in the kitchen and said, "Just to shut your mother up, I'm going to get a part time job in the evenings. I'm going to start looking tomorrow."

Ray sighed, "You know, I make enough to support us."

Debra would not be dissuaded, "It might actually shut your mother up for a minute."

They looked at each other and laughed. Debra said, "Look, Ray, I would be supporting this household, even if just a bit and it would get me away from the house..."

She muttered quietly, "And your mother."

Ray whined, "And who would take care of the kids?"

Debra looked at him with an eye roll and some hostility, "Oh... I don't know... maybe their father!?"

Ray sighed unhappily, "But that would interfere with watching Yankees games and bonding time with my dear brother and father."

Debra looked at him disbelievingly at the stupidity of calling his brother or father 'dear.'

Ray sighed explosively.

Debra raised her voice, "Ray, this is happening and you can help raise YOUR kids!"

Ray sighed whiningly, "Oh... okay." He pouted then decided he was horny and placed his hand on her breast. Debra said, "Down, Ray. I'm in the mood for sex as much as you are in the mood to take care of your own kids."

Ray sighed then picked up a copy of Golf Digest and began reading.

*******

Ray came home two days later when Debra casually mentioned, "I got a part-time job, Ray. It is every Tuesday and Thursday evening."

Ray sighed and whined like a disappointed child, "Ohhh!"

Debra sighed, "Ray! I'm doing this!"

Ray sighed again, "Where are you working?"

Debra shifted her gaze, but Ray missed it, "I'm working for Nassau Community College."

Ray asked, "Oh. What are you doing for them?"

Debra paused half a second and Ray again missed it, "I'm... working for the art department."

Ray shrugged then his brother and father came in to watch the pre-pregame on the Yankees Network.

Debra looked at her husband with a bit of annoyance then shook her head to go upstairs to read.

*******

Three weeks later

Frank, Robert, and Ray were sitting on the couch when Debra walked by briskly and said with a bright smile, "I'm off to work. Bye!"

The door closed and she was gone.

Robert looked at Frank and said, "Uh oh!"

Ray asked, "What?"

Frank said, "Your wife was happy to go to work."

Ray said, "And?"

Frank said, "Do you look forward to going to work?"

Ray said, "Well"

Ray was shocked and realized, "Wait what!?" Ray was now very alarmed.

Frank said, "Exactly."

Robert asked, "Where does she work?"

Ray said, "Nassau Community College in the art department."

Frank had a shocked look, "Oh no!" Those artist guys! Debra is cheating for sure. They act all fruity and snooty, you know, like French people, then they have sex with other men's wives!"

Robert got up quickly, "I'll get the car!"

They parked in the outer lot and then looked at a campus map to find the art building, which was appropriately named Renior Hall. Walking into the building, they looked around. All the doors were closed. Robert said, "Let's head that way."

Frank said, "There must be twenty rooms on each floor, that's like a thousand rooms in this building!"

Robert said, "Dad, twenty rooms on three floors is sixty rooms."

Frank said, "Oh, right. There must be ninety rooms in this building."

Robert sighed, "Sixty, Dad. Sixty."

Ray asked, "Where do we start?"

Frank said, "We can look around and pretend to be late students."

Robert nodded, "Good idea!"

They started going down the left side from a central lobby. The first room they walked into was a pottery class, ten women and one man looked up from their pottery wheels wondering who the strange men were. They looked around quickly and didn't see Debra. Robert said, "Sorry."

They repeated this in an art history class, a watercolors class and a still life painting class.

After the still life class, they walked into the classroom to the left and walked in like they had the previous classes. All three stopped short when they saw Debra was standing on the dais nude, her body facing them with her right leg slightly ahead of the left. Her face was turned to her side as she held a small inflatable globe of the earth to her right side.

Robert was wishing he had a camera. Debra had a nicely trimmed fluff of slightly auburn pubic hair above her shaven opening. She was well endowed with nice C-Cup breasts and areolas the size of a half dollar.

They all stood transfixed for about ten seconds until Frank said, "Holy Crap!"

Debra heard the voice then looked in alarm, screamed and tried to cover.

The instructor, an older woman with a gray braid going down her back, reprimanded everyone, "You three... OUT! Debra! Get back to your pose."

Ray and Frank started walking out, slowly. Robert reluctantly followed. Debra waited until they were out to resume her pose.

Robert barged in again and said, "I dropped my keys!"

He faux looked for his keys after ogling Debra for a bonus ten seconds.

Debra apologized to the instructor for, "My idiot husband, horndog brother, and pervy father-in-law"

Debra arrived home at half past eight to find Ray blankly staring at the TV. Ten seconds later, Marie came in with Frank and Robert behind her. Marie came over and clucked, "Debra. You shouldn't be a prostitute. My son does not deserve to be married to a prostitute."

Debra was more angry than embarrassed, "I am not a prostitute. I am a figure model for an art class. ART!"

Marie clucked, "Naked. Naked means sex and if it is not sex with my handsome boy Raymond, that is prostitution. You get paid?"

Debra sighed, "Twelve dollars an hour."

Marie clucked self-righteously with faux sadness, "So a cheap prostitute."

Debra glared and Marie continued, "I would never imagine or do such a thing!"

Frank interrupted, "Would never. HAH!"

Marie protested, "Frank!"

Frank laughed, "You are looking at 'Virginia Madsen' aka maiden name Marie Rossi aka Marie Barone."

Marie yelled louder, "FRANK!"

Frank laughed, "They are hard to find but there were nudist films made in the early 1950s and Virginia Madsen AKA your mother... was proudly running around in the buff with all of her assets on display. What can I say, you could knit a sweater with all that wool!"

Marie yelled, "Frank!"

Debra smiled wickedly, "Is that true, Marie? Or Virginia!!!!"

Marie shook her head.

Frank laughed, "It is entirely true and she looked FAN-tastic!"

Marie half smiled.

Frand said, "It was a LOOOONG time ago!"

Marie thwapped the back of his head then looked down, "It's true. I was eighteen and needed the money. Frank and I weren't married yet and I answered an ad."

Frank said, "I never knew about it until about ten years ago when one of my lodge buddies found a VHS tape of retro nudist films."

Frank smiled, "Then I found out about the magazines!"

Marie protested, "Frank!"

Frank said, "It was a hundred bucks on Ebay, but I have all four magazines. I loved looking at her bush and I don't mean her plants."

He sighed, "It was a loooong time ago. Hey, want to watch the tape?"

Everyone said, "NO!"

Ray got angry, "Okay! Everyone out! I have to talk to Debra!"

Surprisingly, everyone left.

Ray looked at his wife, not knowing what to say.

Debra said, "I'm sorry, but not really. I should have told you, but part of me really wanted to do this and I didn't want a fight."

Ray said, "People know what you look like naked."

Debra nodded, "Ray. I like getting out of the house."

Ray argued, "So take a pottery class."

Debra sighed, "It's more than that. I like doing it. I feel powerful and liberated and free."

Ray said, "You can be those things here."

Debra shook her head, "No, I can't. Ray. I like doing it and yes, a big part of it is ego. I like the way the men look at me. I won't let them have me, but a girl likes being desired. They all say it's strictly art, but I know the looks the men in the class gave me when they saw my body. They liked what they saw and I like that."

Ray sighed, "Ray. I'm going to keep doing this."

Ray sighed.

Debra said, "Ray. Are we okay?"

Ray finally nodded, "Okay, Mrs. Booby."

They hugged. Debra took his hand and headed toward the stairs to their bedroom.

*******

The next Tuesday, they were again in front of the TV watching baseball when Frank said, "You are allowing her to continue modeling?"

Ray nodded, "I was against it at first, but Debra convinced me."

Ray smiled thinking about what happened after they got to the bedroom after her last posing.

Robert saw Ray's smile and pouted, "Ray wins again."

*******

The next Thursday evening Debra removed her robe and then went to the dais for her first pose. She posed in a reclining position with her legs a bit apart. Not porn apart, but her womanhood could be seen. She smiled, yeah, being seen felt a fun kind of naughty. Ray was definitely getting some when she got home.

Robert walked in in a terrible fake artist costume and a cheesy thin mustache.

Debra did not bother moving and sighed then rolled her eyes, "Hello Robert."

Robert shook his head and said in an awful faux accent, "I am Pierre Dupont! Artiste!"

Debra sighed. Debra embraced her exhibitionist side, not giving a shit who saw what. It was nice to be desired.

*******

Doris Roberts who played Marie looked very different when young.