I plan on putting the 2nd piece of artwork up very soon! It will be Gurmanaffe's 2nd page of his love letter to Conchita. He has no idea where his woman is. He yearns for her. His body cries out for her. His passion grows, seething through the pores of his skin. Intensely, he holds on to his pillow, wishing he had the power to transform his pillow into his perfect woman. Conchita, where are you? His mind races crazily. Is she with another man? No, not her. He cries himself into a dark depression. He hallucinates and hears her voice. Tripping. Cobwebs. His every cell wants to merge with her soft, delicate body. Is it too late? The 2nd page of the love letter.
Robmon
Can't wait for that stuff.
stewardhklarlover
Awesome! I'll be showing it very shortly, my friend!