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“I don't need many more photos, but a set in sunlight might make a nice contrast to the dusk of the first set."

“That was kind of my thinking? Which is why I suggested it? YOu can take some and see how it works? I’ve even got a macro lens you can borrow?”

"And yeah, I guess I'm kind of dressed for Urban Rebel, ha ha, but later it'd be quite nice to get cleaned up and do a nice school uniform portrait? For my Gran? If you don't mind? I bought it with me."


Adrian looked at her in a bit of a surprised look on his face. That certainly was a new one that Hannah had not heard before but it did kinda make sense. He remembered his parents and relatives liking photos oh him in his uniform, and even now it is a tradition in many families.

Sure, could be fun, a few in the studio area… But I agree we need to go do the Urban theme first!”

"Oh, and I also packed a selection of my underwear, bras and briefs and hold up stockings for you look through ... we did talk about that before? And seeing your lingerie catalogues online ... it just occurred to me, you might wanna try your hand at lingerie photography? See how Open Minded the younger generation is?"


“Wow, Hannah... A tad forward aren't you? I hope my heart will cope! The last thing I need is a cardio with you posing in skimpy attire under your uniform!!” he teased. “And I’m sure with the internet the younger generation is a lot more open-minded, maybe too open-minded too soon?” he remarked half joking but half serious.

"And yes you're right, this is best kept as our little secret, you minx!!"


He was intrigued, the idea of Hannah posing for him was an unexpected shock. But the repercussions if discovered could be awkward. PArtially of her age, partially because she is a family friend!"
 
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Hannah felt a little confused. First Adrian had accused her of being a tease, as if she were suggesting but not delivering, and now he was complaining she was too open minded, and being too forward. But at least he wasn't going to tell on her.

She felt a little rejected, and withdrew into herself, losing confidence, not sure she could go through with the Urban Rebel in the same way she'd hoped.

In fact, Hannah felt very self-conscious in her skimpy attire without undergarments, and blushed in embarrasment. She'd thought they shared a creative freedom, but it seemed Adrian wasn't open minded at all, but very conventional.

"Maybe this whole thing is a bad idea .. you obviously don't like where its going ... I better head home." And sighing, she stood up, trying to pull the now-too-short crop top lower to cover her belly.
 
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“Why is that Hannah?” he asked generally concerned, worried…

He looked at her as she stood up, trying to cover herself…

“You look really good in that rebel theme outfit.. And I enjoyed our shoot the other day….”

He paused sighing deeply… “And I do really would like the opportunity to continue both helping, mentoring your photography, and for you to model for me…. Especially in your underwear… But I guess whilst we chatted about it the other day, talking and doing are two slightly different things….”

He sipped his coffee thoughtfully….

“I guess I’m slightly shocked, no not shocked but rather surprised by your sudden change in attitude towards me… And I guess I’m aware of who you are, my responsibilities….”

“Am I making sense gorgeous, errr Hannah? I have enjoyed our time together the last couple of weeks, either online or together….”

“Now let's finish our coffees and go out and have some fun eh? And to develop your photographing skills?”
 
Hannah slowly sank back onto her hair, eyes down staring at the cup once again cradled between her hands.

Thinking on Adrian's words, both just now and what he'd said before, she paused, then without looking up said,

"I've enjoyed it too, the chatting, messaging, but yeah I guess the 'who we are' thing, mum n dad, Clare ... it's not exactly appropriate ... But truth is, that's one of the reasons I'm loving it so much.

And I don't mean to be a tease ... talking and not doing ... I really do wanna learn from you ... I want to be able to talk about anything ... and I'd love to pose for you, properly, like a grownup ...

Did you mean what you said, about wanting me to model in my underwear, and about me looking looking good in this?"

And here Hannah indicated her Rebel outfit, hair and makeup, finally glancing up to meet Adrian's eyes.

"I'm ready if you are." And she stood again, but this time with renewed purpose.
 
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Adrian watched her as she stood and listened to him before she seemed to smile slightly as she sat back down. But as she spoke, he thought he could detect a degree of uncertainty in her voice.

"I've enjoyed it too, the chatting, messaging, but yeah I guess the 'who we are' thing, mum n dad, Clare ... it's not exactly appropriate .,. But truth is, that's one of the reasons I'm loving it so much.

And I don't mean to be a tease ... talking and not doing ... I really do wanna learn from you ... I want to be able to talk about anything ... and I'd love to pose for you, properly, like a grownup ...

Did you mean what you said, about wanting me to model in my underwear, and about me looking, looking good in this?"


“I’m glad you appreciate my reservations. Yeah the banter and the teasing has been fun, and who you are is also part of the fun, I sense, but guess….. Oh well, ‘nuff said..” smiling.

“But yes I do like you in you rebel outfit…..”

“So what's the plan, off to that derelict area again?”


With that Adrian stood up and took the two cups and rinsed them in the sink. As he did so, he spoke again

“My stuff is in the car ready!”
 
"Yeah, back to that same place so I can get those extra daylight shots we talked about ... but actually I'm more excited at modelling for you; Urban Rebel, underwear, whatever you like."

Having crossed some invisible line, Hannah felt different and her confidence had surged back. She was now convinced that Adrian was enjoying them being together, and despite his reservations of decency, wanted to keep going almost as much as she did.

Grabbing her bag she waited by the kitchen door.

"But yeah, about mum n dad n Clare, 'nuff said ... and hey, wot the fuck!" she grinned cheekily lifting her free left hand to muss her hair, deliberately exposing as much tummy as possible.
 
And off to the Shoot

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He turns to face her seeing her smile as she grinned, and relaxed somewhat.

He almost replies to her comment, ‘is that an offer?’ but decided to err on the side of caution…

But then, he decided to through caution to the wind after their last little conversation. Somehow he felt that things had changed between them after her little 'tantrum'

"So is that an offer sexy?" he asked giggling clearly teasing. But deep down he was becoming more intrigued by her and her sexuality.

“I guess you don’t smoke Hannah…” pausing… “I saw some pics of smoking urban rebels and they looked quite sexual…. Anyway, let's get your stuff and go!”

And so Hannah got her camera bag and another shoulder bag, before he locked up, setting the alarm, and then was soon driving the 20 or so minutes to the area; where he parked up. As they drove, they chatted, mostly small talk but soon he was parked up and turned the ignition off.

“If you like Hannah why don’t you do your shoot whilst I go and do a recce?”
 
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"Sure, Adrian," Hannah replied, grabbing her things from his car, adding, "and what the fuck is more an attitude!" wondering if Adrian would ever cheat on Clare.

With a grin she set off to gather those last few pictures she needed for her 'Nature Triumphs' assignment. She had to concentrate to force her mind away from distracting thoughts, but soon had what she needed.

As Hannah bent down or stood on tiptoe, or even perched on low walls she wondered what kind of view she was offering of her barely clad body, and hoped someone in the flats opposite had a long lense or at least binoculars to enjoy the show.

It was a quiet place, in between building work, and Hannah knew it was a perfect place for outdoor nude photography. It would be a huge turn-on, but was Adrian ready for that yet? Was she? Like he said, talking about it and doing it weren't the same.

After a quick diversion via the Newsagent she returned to the car.

Putting down her camera bag she got out the pack of cigarettes and lighter.

As soon as she saw Adrian, she took a cigarette and commented,

"Well you did say they looked quite sexual", using his word, not sexy or saucy... but sexual. A thrill ripped through her as she said it.
 
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He helped Hannah get her stuff out and when she was ready, he took his own camera and went for a walk looking for somewhere… He found an area with some great graffiti, and also was able to enter a building, where he found a set of stairs. He tested them cautiously as he ascended them and found a natural studio with light coming through. He walked through the rooms, looking for props, finding a series of large old radiators, in the sunshine, He found a couple of seats, and also what was once, presumably an office with shuttered windows, creating a wonderful shadow effect.

There was some dirt on the floor, used condoms, and even some needles and the like, but overall it was perfect for what he was contemplating. He took a few pics, before taking out his little A6 notebook and made a few notes, before he headed back downstairs. He carried on exploring, as he made his way back to the car via a different route. So much potential as he walked past some old victorian rail arches, also covered with graffiti art...

And so aware of the time, he headed back to his car, almost getting lost. He realised this was not the place to be late at night, but now in the day, it was fine. Even in the early evening safe enough, but he wouldn't want to come here much past dark o’clock!!

As he approached the car, he saw Hannah leaning against the car, clearly waiting. As he approached, he saw her light up, causing him to gasp…

“Thought you didn't smoke Hannah?” he asked as he looked at the end and realised it wasn't glowing. And then he saw how unnatural the look was as she held it.

“How was your shoot?” he quickly followed.
 
"Oh, I don't smoke, but you said it looked sexual so I thought we could use the props? And my shoot was ok I think, but we'll know when we edit back at yours."

Adrian looked all business, like he had ideas he wanted to work out, and Hannah continued,

"So how did your recce go? See anything you like? Any inspiration? I'm really excited to be modelling for you. And I meant what I said before, in the kitchen, about modelling as a grown up. I want to feel gorgeous and sexy and desirable and grown up, I want to enjpy the naughtiness of being photographed by my parents' friend, I want you to enjoy photographing your friends's daughter!"

Hannah was working herself up into a delicious state of sensitivity and awareness of her own body, skin tingling, special places hot and churning, eyes flashing. She felt so vibrant and full of life, she just needed directing for fulfilment.
 
The shoot by the Arches

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"Oh, I don't smoke, but you said it looked sexual so I thought we could use the props? And my shoot was ok I think, but we'll know when we edit back at yours."

“Well, i’m happy to take a look at your pics now, or as you suggest, we can put your assignment to wraps this afternoon at some point?...” He paused as he looked at her, pretending to smoke…

“Did you get a lighter, it will look more convincing if the end is glowing, and the wisps of smoke?”

"So how did your recce go? See anything you like? Any inspiration? I'm really excited to be modelling for you. And I meant what I said before, in the kitchen, about modelling as a grown up. I want to feel gorgeous and sexy and desirable and grown up, I want to enjoy the naughtiness of being photographed by my parents' friend, I want you to enjoy photographing your friend's daughter!"

“My Recce was very successfully. And there is an old army proverb along the lines of ‘time spent on reconnaissance is seldom wasted!”

As he started to speak, he opened the boot of the car to retrieve the remainder of his gear including two picnic style blankets.

“I've found some railway arches covered in vibrant graffiti, which would look good as a backdrop. And also I found a first floor area in an old factory or warehouse. Almost certainly Victorian with Edwardian additions including those old style radiators which can be used as a prop. The area is a tad dirty, messy with some discarded stuff including used condoms and needles but would make for a good background… And it is discreet enough for you to be naughty, what ever you have planned you lil minx!”

He looked at her as she smiled. She had seemed to relax again in the last hour or so, and he felt obliged he should reply to her little ‘spill’.

“Well Hannah, I have enjoyed our time together, and you posing for me the other day. Yes you are Terry’s daughter, but you are also old enough, pretty much to do what you choose; as am I. We just need to be mindful that we don’t put ourselves in a position where people could misjudge our friendship? Makes sense?”

With his gear on the floor, he turned to face Hannah. “So inside or outside? I suggest outside whilst the sun is shining the sky is blue?”

Assuming Hannah agrees…

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And a viaduct

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He loved how the arches got smaller as the hill rose, and how they curved, adding to the perspective effect. He could see some photos there but wasn't sure how best to use the effect.

He led Hannah to the viaduct, and those arches. The graffiti was bold and vivid and they soon found a location to start. Adrian suggested that, to begin with, they should keep it simple with no props as he asked Hannah to start to pose, leaning against the walls in various manners, both feet on the floor, one foot resting against the wall and the like. He also directed Hannah to look at him or even beyond as well as her body facing away but looking at him over her shoulder.

But quickly Hanah got into the swing of things, as she started to ignore some of his direction, and started to do her own thing. Not that he minded. It was helping him, allowing him just to focus on the composition of the photos as he looked at her through the eyepiece, through the lens of his digital SLR camera.

He saw her breasts, at times her nipples were clearly poking through the thin grey material of her crop top. Her navel was exposed, and then there were the funky leggings, the black and white printed affect; and the occasional glimpse of her camel toe, especially when he knelt, looking up to change the angle, the point of view of the camera. He loved her style, her creativity as she posed, her facial expressions changing, some were serious, some were sultry, others she was clearly teasing him, the camera as she licked her lips, or giggled. She was definitely relaxing in front of the camera, in front of him.

“Should we light a cancer stick?” he asked. He hated smokers in one respect. But despite that, he found smokers sexual, and even though he hated the smell, the taste, he found the idea of kissing a smoker strangely erotic. He had kissed a few smokers in recent years, and each time he found his arousal increasing. He had even considered sleeping with a smoking escort. But he knew for maximum effect as a prop, the cigarette would need to be lit.

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The shoot was such fun.

The viaduct was a great setting. Adrian was really good at giving directions and ideas, and didn't seem to mind when she just went with the occasional inspiration. Best of all, he treated her like a grown up, acknowledging her womanly body without getting hung up.

Hannah could feel her nipples puckered against the thin grey cotton and knew that Adrian was aware of them too, even using the light to make the most of their shape and prominence.

He also didn't mind the clean lines of her pantiless bum, and wondered idly if she should have shaved below to prevent her dark neatly trimmed bush showing through the white parts of her leggings.

She felt so alive in front of the camera, glowing almost as she eased into the role of model, cooperating with every suggestion and idea.

Hannah had agreed that she was old enough to do what she wanted, to make her own choices, and nodded at Adrian's suggestion that they don't give others any opportunity to find out about the interesting side to their relationship.

At his prompting she went to her bag to get the cigarettes, and lit one before returning to the grafitti splattered wall where she'd been leaning, her left side toward him with right foot against the wall, knee forward. She puffed to get the end glolwing then held the lit tobacco tube near her mouth, squinting slightly as the smoke lazily spiralled past her face.

In character as The Rebel, she lifted her left hand above her head knowing that her crop top on that side would rise too, hoping to reveal a generous swell of left boob, maybe even a hint of her hard pink nipple.

"Like I said, What the Fuck!" she snarled at the camera.
 
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As soon as she reached for the packet, he started to take photos. Not that he thought they would be in the ’final’ set. But he liked the idea of Hannah taking the packet, retrieving and lighting up.

From her approach, he mentally questioned whether Hannah had smoked before. The clumsiness of the unlit fag early had passed. She was now standing, inhaling in a most provocative manner. He gulped as his cock responded.

He made a few suggestions, but Hannah seemed on top of her posing, he was making more suggestions than giving her directions. Allowing him to concentrate on the technical side, specifically balancing the shutter speed and the aperture to get a good shallow depth of field, yet the smoke appearing to be a cloud.

He giggled as she snarled at the camera. He knelt looking up at her. As she did so, he wasn't sure but thought he could see a slight bush of hair under one of the white regions of her leggings. He knew she wasn’t wearing anything under the leggings, there were no VPL or indentations.

He reached for his step ladders and stood on a couple to change the view, as she moved around, inhaling on her cigarette.

Each time, his cock twitched.

“That’s perfect” he stated as she continued to pose, whenever he could he would make compliments, calling her gorgeous, or sexy, or once or twice, make a comment that pose was rather sexual…

“When you get changed into your uniform Hannah, we will have to get the cancer sticks out again…” He grinned.

But the breeze, as the forecast suggested was slowly picking up, and with it the clear blue sky was starting to become cloudy, little wisps to begin with, but as the shoot continued, the light was, not fading but changing.

As she leant against the wall in one particular pose, her pelvis was turned towards him slightly as her foot was pressing into the wall behind her. As she lifted her left hand, the gap between the crop top and her leggings expanded, revealing the hint, to begin with of her boob.

But as she continued to move, the top rose more, possibly revealing a hint of her areola.

“Fuck” he whispered, his cock now semi-hard under his trousers. Thank god he had chosen lose cargo trousers to allow him to kneel and stretch comfortably.
 
Adrian didn't show any disapproval at her snarling "what the fuck!" which only encouraged her.

He seemed to really enjoy their session and was wonderfully relaxed about her poses, allowing her to express herself and complimenting her. Maybe his reservations had just been normal sensible ones given who they were. Maybe he wasn't rejecting her. Adrian had repeatedly said that he was ok with the flirting, with her posing. She could always just try pushing the boundaries a little more and wait for him to rein her back.

And did call some of her poses sexual, hinting that he was ok with it ...

So Hannah decided to raise the game. Inspired by the changing quality of the sky with its almost overcast dirty sheen, getting further into the 'bad girl' character she took a long drag on the cigarette, slowly letting the thick smoke drizzle up past her slitted eyes, and with the last whisps added,

"Yeah, in uniform I can smoke a fucking fag, tie undone, skirt rolled so short ma knickers are showin," and holding the giggy between her lips she used both hands to pull her leggings up tight, like a second skin against her crotch, hoping to emphasise her commando status. Then turning her back to him she moved away from the wall and slowly started to bend at the hips, legs straight with feet as wide as her shoulders, now gripping her knees with her hands, looking upside down at Adrian from between her legs, fully aware that her loose top was gathering round her neck.

He could stop her at any time, but would he wait until her light pink nipples with their pebble hard nubs were fully revealed?
 
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Adrian was on a roll. Hannah seemed more than happy to pose as she felt fit, the two of them always talking about shots, bouncing ideas. As she pulled up her leggings again, he again saw what could only be a camel toe pushing through the tight revealing lycra layer of her leggings; again making him offer her a brief double glance.

"Yeah, in uniform I can smoke a fucking fag, tie undone, skirt rolled so short ma knickers are showin,"

“Well, actually Hannah, this may sound weird, but I prefer the slightly more demure look, Hannah!” he stated truthfully. “I find it more alluring when I see school girls wearing their uniform as to how it should be worn, sometimes, well ‘less is more’ as they say!”

He looked at her as she stood there as the urban rebel, looking very sultry in her poses, blowing out her smoke. He had an urge to kiss her. He hated smokers, yet he did find a woman smoking very sexual, including the taste of kissing a smoker. Something he hadn’t experienced for years. He had to bring himself though back to reality as he stood looking down at Hannah, his Goddaughter’s friend and cousin, as she posed for him.

And then she turned her back on him, having exhaled deeply, creating a smoke cloud albeit briefly in a rather provocative manner. For a non-smoker, Hannah seemed to be able to smoke in a rather convincingly sexual manner. He continued to take photographs as she stepped back from the wall towards him, placing her hands on her thighs before she leant forward, at her hips, allowing her top to fall towards her head as she now looked at him through her legs. As he looked through the viewfinder, he saw her top gather around her neck, allowing him a tantalising glimpse of her small but pert breasts. And then he looked at her bum, toned from her dance clashes she participated in as a younger girl, again possibly revealing a hint of a camel toe. He wasn’t sure how much he saw it,a nd how much he imagined it, but he ws sure he blushed as she looked at him through her knees.

He gulped as he saw her, and captured the moment unintentionally on camera. If he had realised, he wouldn’t have taken the photo, maintaining Hannah’s charming modestly. But he did wonder from her smile whether she posed like that on purpose. Either way, he was both ashamed at looking and more so for becoming attracted to her as a young savvy gal, despite her age, and who she was. But a moment later, Hannah returned to the vertical, her top falling back down allowing her to regain her modesty. His heart though was still pounding in his chest. The more he saw her, the more she posed for him, the more he was wanting to fuck her.

No he stopped himself. He didn't want to fuck her, he wanted to sleep with her. To him fucking some one was just purely a physical release. He wasn’t in love with Hannah, so he certainly wouldn't be making love to her per sa, but he had a connection with her, which seemed to be growing every time they met. And from her actions, he suddenly realised maybe it was a two way ‘fatal attraction’ He quickly shook those thoughts from his mind as the light continued to deteriorate.

As the light changed, and darkened as the clouds came over, with the darker dirty sheen that the autumnal sky was now offering, he wanted to add some artificial light.

“I need to pause and set up a flashlight I think Hannah And let me know when you’re getting too cold, and we can go inside, but put your jacket one if you like whilst I get the flash unit working.”

He could not help but glance at her exposed midwife, her bullet like nipples poking into her top, before he forced himself to look away towards his bags.

“Oh and want to look at the photos so far?” he inquired offering her the camera.

With his hands-free, he quickly set up the flash unit and umbrella to diffuse the light slightly; taking him around five minutes. As he beavered away, he could hear the odd comment and giggle as Hannah was looking at the screen of his camera.

Ready, he looked up at her.

“What do you think of the photos so far Miss Rebel?”
 
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