My Submission (PM Interest)

[Brigitte92]

Name: Nelly Rodriguez
Age: 27
Height: 5'11"
Cup size: 38D
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I sighed the moment the elevator doors opened up to the 20th floor of the apartment building, which so happened to be located in a great neighborhood here in New York city. Okay, so maybe it cost an arm and a leg to live here but at least my brother and I lived far away from the Bronx. To put things into perspective, I worked two part-time jobs to gather the funds to rent this place, so as you could imagine that I was pretty exhausted by the time that I opened that door around 11 PM. I did what I had to do, mostly for my brother, who was at his senior year of high school. The school was relatively nearby but the main reason why I chose to live here in upper Manhattan was so that Francis Rodriguez (my brother) would live in an area far from those popular, wannabe thugs that plague his school. I was, in fact, pretty desperate for him to make something of himself. Don't get the wrong idea; I wasn't living exclusively for his well being - I had ambitions for myself too, you know. I was hoping to become a model and I was working my way to that between jobs. Well...I modeled via Facebook, Twitter and Instagram, but you got my point.

Putting my light jacket to the hangar, I walked into my place wearing a modest pair of jeans and a white tank top. I wasn't doing any amateur photo shoots with my friends tonight, so I saw no need to wear something with more flare to it, I guess. Francis and I slept in separate rooms, but as usual I found him fully dressed, passed out on the couch instead of resting in his room. I hoped that I didn't bother him by checking up on my email and stuff while he laid on the couch, his body sprawled and his feet sticking out humorously. I smiled as I checked on my Skype where my fiance, Felix Duchamps left me a few messages as always. I typed back, telling him of my day (despite him not being online at the moment) as I always did, whether he was online or not, and finished it with a sweet "love you forever! xoxo".

Curious over whether someone had commented on my public Facebook profile, I checked it out and saw that I was gaining some popularity. I had some pictures in here recently that weren't strictly taken at my friend's place with her photo equipment (she was an arts major and I was looking to get some pictures taken, it was mutually beneficial). I had received a few jobs here and there (or gigs as some would call them), posing for some corporate giants in between college football games. Despite having only two gigs like that, it made my profile seem much more professional, I think.

My eyes went over to a comment left by someone that I never saw around before. I had some fan-base to speak of, but as you can imagine for someone just starting out, it wasn't all that big. I could recall most users who stuck around long enough to see an update, so I was always thrilled to see someone new with hopes that he'd stick around.

The user's name was Rick West and his comment: "I can't believe that I haven't found your profile until now. You're absolutely gorgeous. I can't wait to go over your albums. "

I smiled at this and to his friend's request. However, right before I was going to click Accept, I heard Francis' voice saying:

"Don't do it."

I turned around to face him, as he took off his baseball cap. As it turns out, he wasn't so much asleep as he was resting his eyes.

"What? Why? And why aren't you asleep yet? You have school in the morning!" I asked, not so much appalled that he was eavesdropping on me as I was that he was awake past 11:15 PM, on a school night.

"Sorry sis, I'll get to that right away...but you can't be friends with that guy."

"Why not? I'm just accepting his Facebook friend request, it hardly means anything."

"Don't even do that. Look, I know the guy, he goes to my school. He's a complete and utter jerk."

"Does he pick on you or something?"

"What? No...Look, he's just a jerk and a user. He preys on certain women and I'm worried that his next victim might be you."

"Okay, first of all, I've been around jerks before. Second of all, you shouldn't be worried - I'm not some slut that craves attention, I have Felix you know. I'm a little insulted that you would even say that."

"I'm sorry sis. Look just please, please don't accept that friend request."

My silence probably said it all, so my brother just got up and walked towards his bedroom. He paused in front of the door.

"Anyway, I'm going to bed. Good night sis." He said, finally going in and closing the door behind him. Meanwhile, I simply stared at the bright computer screen as I moved the mouse cursor back and forth from Accept to Decline. If it really bothered Francis, maybe I shouldn't do it. Then again, I needed my fan base to expand...what to do, what to do...

That's when the cursor began moving away from Decline and towards Accept.

I think what really got me to do this, was the fact that my younger brother was practically demanding that I wouldn't do this. The thing with us, is that I was pretty much the authority figure for him ever since my parents had gotten into that devastating car crash about eight years ago. I think that it somehow got to my head that I needed to be the one making the shots for us both, so his little talk got my pride boiling, I guess. I tried to justify this by telling myself that if worst comes to worst, I could be teaching his boy, Rick, a lesson if he really does get out of hand. Especially if he was bullying my brother or something...

Finally, I caved in and clicked Accept.​

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[Bevatoria]

Well, it seemed like sometimes flattery did get you everywhere. Not everywhere, of course, but if you were me, Rick West, a few compliments and a smiley face got you to where you wanted to be, which was on this girl's friends list. And not just any girl.

I'd caught her page on a recommendation from a friend of mine, glimpsing over the publicly available photos even as I saw you had to be a friend of hers to get access to updates. Ordinarily, I wouldn't have bothered, given that you could google anything better in seconds, but when I saw her last name, my interest was piqued. And I took a closer look at her, just to confirm that it was who I thought it was before I wasted any time perusing her 'albums'.

Yep, it was Nelly Rodriguez. And while I'd never met her, I'd certainly taken an interest in her brother, in putting him down and doing all of the things to him that the top of the social circle had to do to the 'geeks' and the 'losers' in the school. It wasn't that I enjoyed it (but I did), it was simply what had to be done. The looks and the ancestry left little doubt to me that this was Francis' big sister. I didn't know she was a model, or at least was trying to be one, and it wasn't that she wasn't hot, but there had to be more then being hot to catch my eye. And she was starting to catch my eye now in a way that her shapely body and increasingly enticing and revealing photos weren't doing for me.

No, I wanted her because she was forbidden. Several years older, and out of my league, which drove me all the hotter the more I went through her photos. Several clicks later, I was hooked, determined to make her mine even as I had no idea as to how to start.

A green light at the bottom right of my page, showing my line friends, gave me a start to that task. She seemed to be online now, lingering after accepting my request, so I decided to start that way.

'Thanks for accepting my request! Your photos are great, I'm going through them all right now. ' Another moment, as I typed something else. 'Any shoots planned soon?'

 

[Brigitte92]

I had to admit, I felt a bit bad moments after clicking accept. Francis obviously wasn't too keen on this and would most likely be devastated if he knew that I went along with it, despite his protests. I suppose that I had half a mind to 'unfriend' Rick, I guess, but quickly consoled myself with the notion that maybe, just maybe, he wouldn't even guess that I was Francis' older sister. Besides, it wasn't as if he was going to start a conversation with me or anything...

Right?

My brown eyes went to the bottom of my screen, where I was notified of an incoming message.

"You have to be kidding me..." I thought to myself before my curiosity got the better of me.

'Thanks for accepting my request! Your photos are great, I'm going through them all right now. '
'Any shoots planned soon?' he quickly added.

Looking back, I quickly made sure that Francis wasn't around to eavesdrop on me right now. I figured that I'd play along with this now. Who knows, maybe this bully could actually get me more fans via his own connections?

'Thank you Rick. I hope that you'll enjoy them. No shoots planned too soon, but I was planning on posting soon a few more pictures of my last set that I forgot to add in."

 

[Bevatoria]

Even though I tried to convince myself I didn't care if she replied or not, a part of me was anxiously awaiting her reply, as if this 27 year old model (who looked much younger in her photos, as I suppose all models did). It felt like this was going to start something big, more then just tormenting poor Francis with the fact that I was messaging his sister. Not immediately, obviously, but at some point it was going to come up, and I was going to use it. Or her.

But how?

'Thank you Rick. I hope that you'll enjoy them. No shoots planned too soon, but I was planning on posting soon a few more pictures of my last set that I forgot to add in."

Even though I was far from done looking through - or ogling - her current set, the reply brought a mischievous smile to my face. It was late, so I had no illusions about carrying on this conversation too long (For both of our sakes, as even a slacker like me had to get some sleep sometime other then in class), but I felt like I had to make some sort of connection with her before we logged off. So I started to type out my response, grateful for the safety and privacy of my own room, and parents who rarely bothered me. Who were planning to go on vacation soon, in fact, during which time I'd planned to take advantage of it.

'Glad to hear it. You've got a sexy body and you should show it off more' I paused, letting her take it in before I sent her something else. 'Of all your photos, this is probably my favorite one.' And then I sent her a link to one of the ones she'd posted already. Even as it wasn't too revealing compared to some of her other shots, it was the look in her eyes, the 'come hither' glance that got me going...there was nothing like looking at a tease.

 

[Brigitte92]

My eyes went to the bottom right corner of my screen and from what I could see, it was already getting close to midnight. I wondered at this point whether Rick was a proper student, or whether he even planned to go to his morning class at all. I shook my head a little, believing at this point that he probably cared little for his education - something that I did value a lot, at least for Francis. In a way, I guess that it was good for my little brother to stay away from people like Rick; I could tell already that he would have been a bad influence.

'Glad to hear it. You've got a sexy body and you should show it off more'

I paused for a moment. I scoffed and let out a soft chuckle, witnessing first hand that he was a little outspoken. Obviously, I'd get comments like this from time to time, but they were usually just left behind to my photos here and there. Not once has someone on my friend's list actually commented on my body while chatting with me.

"Thank you. I'm glad that you think so. "

'Of all your photos, this is probably my favorite one.' he then quickly replied, showing me that photo of mine that I set for my profile picture.

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"That's one of my more recent ones, I think." I typed in, almost eagerly "I actually have a few more photos of that set, but didn't post them because I thought that the cameraman got too frisky with his shots ;P"

I could remember those; the few shots that I decide against putting in my Facebook profile involved the camera man getting too friendly with the zoom in feature, especially when it came to my behind. I was an amateur model, sure, but I didn't like having too many pictures that made me look so...well, 'on display', so to speak.

I shook my head and continued "I'm not actually too big of a fan of your favorite to be honest. I think that the next photos that I'm going to upload are going to be much better. "

 

[Bevatoria]

"That's one of my more recent ones, I think. I actually have a few more photos of that set, but didn't post them because I thought that the cameraman got too frisky with his shots ;P"

Now *that* piqued my interest. 'Really?' I stared, letting a moment pass before I continued. If the shots that she was talking about were scandalous compared to this one, then I wanted to see them. And the rest of the world, too. This wasn't about Francis anymore, even as I intended to hold this over him whenever I could, and more about seeing more of his sexy older sister.

"I'm not actually too big of a fan of your favorite to be honest. I think that the next photos that I'm going to upload are going to be much better. "

'Why wait?' I asked as innocently as I could behind a screen. 'I say you show those shots that you think were 'too frisky' from your cameraman.' Without sounding too obnoxious, I continued. 'They know what they're doing when they take the pictures, after all, and if you think they show off a little too much you could be wrong.' I let a moment pass before continuing. 'Or maybe you're not fit to be a model, and you're too modest. Which is fine, too, albeit a waste of a hot, sexy body like yours.'

Again, I let a moment pass before continuing. 'Or you could just send them to me....' Acting like the 'compromise' to something that she didn't really want to do anyways. Or maybe I'd appear like a third party, a neutral person to determine how good those photos were.

Even if my real intent was to see more and more of her in the flesh. A plan started forming in my mind of how to see her face to face, and it wouldn't be easy, but this would be the starting point, or the finishing one.

It wasn't like I had anything better to do with my time.

 

[Brigitte92]

'Why wait? I say you show those shots that you think were 'too frisky' from your cameraman. They know what they're doing when they take the pictures, after all, and if you think they show off a little too much you could be wrong.'

"I suppose that I could. I don't know, they just don't seem me."

'Or maybe you're not fit to be a model, and you're too modest. Which is fine, too, albeit a waste of a hot, sexy body like yours.'

I bit my lip as I read that; yet another comment about my body coming from this boy, who was more or less the same age as my brother. Just who did he think he was? As if that wasn't enough, did he really have to comment on my ability towards whether I could be a model or not?

'Or you could just send them to me....'

I guess that I could do that. I don't know; I wanted to show someone these pictures, just to know whether I was crazy or not for not liking them. Sure, this guy was someone my brother disliked but...

"I guess...hold on." I wrote back

"See, it's photos like these. It's like he went too crazy with the zoom function! lol" I then added, awaiting anxiously for his reply.