Photographer's Model (closed for pipper and JT)

"Oh, we finally figured out what was causing Oscar’s problem. Bella had been putting some stuff on her to make her skin look shiny, and over time it started to have a bad interaction with Oscar, to the point he didn’t want Bella to go in him.”

Laurie snacked on her salad as she waited for the vet to take her off hold. “This is nice stuff,” she commented. “As for my parents, yes, they’re away, so we can figure out something.”

Five minutes later and she still was on hold. Laurie sighed. A swig of coke helped ease her impatience; then…

“Yes, Oh okay. I’ll be over to collect it tomorrow.” Then she ended the call.

She looked at Phil. “They have decided to feed him another arm, to make sure he can eat it easily, before progressing to legs. So, it looks like Oscar is going to enjoy my feet and lower legs going through his throat. We better do it this weekend or Turner will increase the penalty and have me going down to my thighs.”

Secretly, Laurie wondered if Phil would enjoy photographing her while she was part way into Oscar.
 
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"Well I am pretty much out of ideas that might get you off the hook. Let's just do it. Are there any other aspects of this bet that make it difficult? How does he expect you to be dressed? I can still assemble different shots."

Phil mentally played out the scene with the snake swallowing her feet and legs up to her knees. It seemed bizarre to him, and he knew he would have trouble controlling his urge to keep her safe from harm. She seemed to know her stuff with the snake though. He hoped she could pull it off. After all the snake used to swallow more on a daily basis, and the woman had never been hurt, at least not that he knew of.

Then he remembered the peat pit. The peat was swallowing her. And she found it erotic! She had been rubbing her mound and moaning, until he said something that upset her, and she huffed off. Phil found himself getting a bit aroused as he remembered that scene in the peat pit, specifically the sound of her voice as she was rubbing. At that moment he started to plot revenge. But details later, at the moment he had to redirect his thoughts.

As they finished up, he began to plan lighting and angles for the beachwear shots they would do in the afternoon. It was a tricky balance to achieve so that she would make the clothing look good to a female reader. But to supress her natural beauty somewhat so it didn't draw too much attention from the clothes. Just enough to say 'If you bought this, you could look as pretty as me.'
 
“As for attire, that’s up to me, but I’m not going to do it in swimwear to please Turner, I’ll just wear a top and shorts. As for safety, I know the special phrases to tell Oscar, but to be on the safe side, I'll give you a knife, and if he decides to ignore them, you stab him. No questions asked!”

Laurie was now starting to like the idea that part of her would be inside Oscar. In a way she envied Bella for allowing herself to be completed swallowed by him. Even with just her head and shoulders outside Oscar’s mouth, Laurie was somewhat turned on by it.

She finished her salad. “Thankfully, Turner only needs to see the photo. He doesn’t keep it. The last thing I want is him showing it to his buddies, including those at the zoo.”

One finally sip of her drink, and Laurie was ready to head off to the shoot.
 
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Phil dropped a bill on the table to cover the cheque and a good tip. Standing up he said "Wear what you like with the snake as long as your legs and knees are bare. Its easy for me to reshoot you in any clothing you want for the photograph, against a green color key, and insert that in the photo you show the guy. We can put the photo on your phone with a password lock. You can show him, then erase it."

As they walked to the car, "I could stab the snake, but you have to ask me clearly. Don't rely on me deciding if it is going too far, I simply do not know enough about these creatures."

"Laurie, you are about to discover how pampered a model's life is. They will have makeup people to do everything, hair dresser, manicure, the works. Then a tailor will custom fit the clothes for you so everything is perfect. And all you have to do is stand there and be beautiful. Which you are."

"After the shoot, we can pick up a pizza, go back to my place, have a drink celebrating your first professional model shoot, and relax, maybe watch a movie." Phil planned much more, but, one step at at time.

Soon they were at the beach, and some orange cones and signs directed him to parking beside a couple of trailers. Some lighting was already set up, and the crew were just finishing their lunch break. One trailer had a door with Laurie's name on it.

"Lets find the director, see what she wants."
 
“Oh, don’t worry, I’ll tell you to stab Oscar, though just showing him the large knife will be enough. As far as I know, the club never had an occasion to show a knife let alone use one.” Laurie sounded confident. There had been times when Oscar and she had been alone and in close contact, and he had never attempted to coil or try to swallow part, or even all of her, and even if he had, she would have been in trouble as the knife the zoo had given her would have been out of reach.

Phil continued his spiel about the shoot they were heading to. Laurie was getting a wee bit nervous. Posing for Phil was fun, but this was different. She had a job to do, one where she had to promote, through images, the company’s swimwear collection.

She couldn’t be sexy. This was a family store after all.

All too soon they had arrived, and were now off to find the director.
 
As they walked in her office in one of the trailers, Jane said "Ah you are here, great! A bit early we are not quite ready yet." She looked Laurie up and down slowly. "Yes, yes, yes, perfect, girl next door, cute, pretty. And gorgeous complexion. Easy to photograph I bet." she said looking at Phil.

He just smiled.

"Laurie, you find your name on your dressing room, I will send the hairdresser, make up and manicurist there now to get you ready. As soon as the outfits arrive I will have the seamstress get you fixed up."

"Phil I'd like to do the first series by some rocks out there at the edge of the beach. Get some texture to contrast with her. See what you can figure out with the lighting. You can have an intern to help set up the shots - Debbie?? Debbie?? come in here, I'd like you to go with Mr. Williams here and act as a stand in until we are ready to shoot the model. And get him anything he needs, if you don't know where, ask."

A young young woman had appeared, short black hair, tatoos on her right arm, very thin, almost emancipated, dressed in black jeans and black tee. A flash of orange in her hair on one temple.

Phil went back to his car, Debbie in tow and handed her two bags to carry while he took the heavier bags. And set off to find the rocks.
 
Laurie always wanted to be in control of her hair and makeup, so the thought of someone else doing those tasks didn’t go down with her. Never the less, she didn’t really have much option.

While each girl in turn did their respected duty, Laurie’s thoughts went to the following day, and her ‘date’ with Oscar. In some way she dreaded it, but a bit of her wanted to find out what Bella felt as she went into the snake at the club.

She silently went through the phrases. ‘Slowly swallow, Oscar. Reverse swallow…Lift…Slowly open…slowly close’. Each phrase having to end with ‘Oscar’, otherwise he wouldn’t do it. It was as if he would only obey Laurie now as a sign of respect for the way she had nursed him back to health.

Soon, all was finished, and the first bit of swimwear awaited her. Laurie eagerly put it on. She was slightly amazed at the quality of the one piece swimsuit. “It’s a Goddess Printed Bandeau One-Piece Swimsuit,” the seamstress told her. Laurie loved the black patterns on the front on the otherwise plain high back white one piece.

In addition, it had a Bandeau neckline, and removable halter straps, which made Laurie wonder if the straps would be removed for an ‘optional’ look.

Soon, she and the seamstress, along with Jane were making their way to the rocks.
 
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Phil used the intern to test lighting angles then shot several of just the rocks, in case they were needed for color key background underlays. When Laurie arrived his mind stopped for a moment. Even the way she walked, he was strongly attracted to her. On some subliminal level. He could never have explained the feeling to anyone.

The first bathing suit was a challenge, pure white with a curled line pattern arranged so plain white formed a single wide diagonal stripe. The pattern looked to be like a paisley, but repeating itself in finer detail.

He used the intern to hold a large white reflector to soften the shadows in the rocks. In each pose he did a couple massively underexposed to get details in the white. It certainly understated and disguised her curves. Numerous hats and shawls and sunglasses and even folding chairs with umbrellas were brought in to supplement the poses.

She was doing a wonderful job of being the sweet innocent girl next door. The director was pleased things were going quickly, and sent her back to the trailer for another outfit.

Watching her walk away Phil's mind wandered, anxious to get this done and be alone with her. Wondered how she would react to his plans.
 
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Laurie was pleased with herself. The first swimsuit shoot went off smoothly.

Then she saw the next item. ‘They have got to be kidding’, Laurie thought. True it was a one piece, but…she had to wear it.

Once on her, Laurie looked at her reflection in the dressing mirror. There she was, wearing a dark blue swimsuit that comprised of front zipper that went down to just below her breasts, a high neckline, but…with mesh cut-outs at the front and sides. The front ones exposing a teasing glimpse of her breasts, and the low scoop back didn’t help.

As she went back to the shooting scene, Laurie wondered what Phil would make of her outfit.
 
Phil was a bit taken aback when he next saw Laurie. Of course he had seen and photographed her wearing less, but still. He began to wonder who the target audience was.

The front of the suit had a zipper that ran straight down between her breasts. As if the designer had moved the zipper meant for the centre of the back, to the front. He supposed it made the suit easier to wear. But it was suggestive, any man could hardly help but imagine lowering it. And to further tease an observer, large see-thru mesh panels had been inserted either side of the zipper. The graceful arcs of the inner edges of her breasts were plain to see. Phil glanced at the director, but her face showed nothing.

The shots were all similar, Laurie maintained the innocent girl next door expression and modest poses, through hats and scarves and beach balls and beach bags and canvas striped beach chairs. One umbrella cast a hue on her skin that Phil did not like and thought he could not deal with by editing. The director needed it in the shot though, and they finally compromised setting the umbrella behind Laurie in a front lit pose.

"OK, great work everybody, one more suit and we are done for the day." The director looked pleased, and as Laurie left, mentioned to Phil that she wanted Laurie's contact information.
 
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Laurie was thankful that the last item she would have to model, would be a bikini. She had nothing against one-pieces, as they had been her choice of swimwear, but since posing for Phil in the white bikini that Susan had bought for her, Laurie was beginning to enjoy wearing one.

This one had a bandeau top which gave her the option of tying the straps behind her neck, or just in front. When it came to the bottoms, it did give Laurie full coverage front and back, along with tied sides.

Once final look in the dressing room mirror and she was off to Phil again.
 
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The bikini was black. Phil wondered if the director was choosing difficult subjects to test his chops. He questioned the settings he had been using, as the sun had changed too much from when they started.

"Laurie, I am going to have to remeasure the light. Just relax where you are for a few minutes."

Using his incident light meter he took readings close to her body, all over, legs, thighs, tummy, chest, face and hair. Then measured the reflected light at the same locations. And struggled to keep his mind on the task, so close to her body at times he could sense her warmth, hear her breathe.

Back at the camera he set it to make three exposures in quick succession, bracketing to make certain the photograph would carry detail in both the suit and her skin. The rocks would be fine, gray lighter than her suit and darker than her skin.

Laurie started to pose, and managed to project that wholesome girl next door look, even in the skimpy suit. Soon they had worked through all the props, and after a quick review of the raw shots on Phil's camera, called it a wrap. Told Laurie she did great work, and as a bonus, she could take whichever suit she preferred.

Phil backed up the images in his laptop, and packed his gear. While he waited for Laurie, the director got her contact information, asked if she had an agent, did he have an agent, then texted his phone contact info for three agents she liked to work with, suggested he talk to them.
 
Back in the dressing room, Laurie changed back into her zoo uniform, silently cursing herself for not bringing a change of clothing.

When Jane informed her that she could take one of the costumes with her as a ‘bonus’, Laurie decided to push her luck, “That’s very kind of you, but what do you plan to do with the other two? After all, due to hygiene regulations, nobody else can wear them, and it would be a pity to toss them away.”

Jane thought for a moment. “What about this? Take all three, as long as you don’t give any of them to someone else.”

Laurie smiled as she offered her hand. “We have a deal.”

Soon she met Phil by his car. Holding up a large plastic bag, she said, “I got all three! Which one would you like me to wear with Oscar?”
 
"Black!" Phil answered without even thinking, then wondered why he had said that. "Um, yes that black bikini would be perfect." He felt a twinge deep within at the thought, but could not explain why he should be stimulated by the thought of a snake swallowing her. Apparently there were things about his own mind he did not understand.

As she packed her stuff into the car he asked, "Let's get some take out on the way home, I'd like to just relax with a beer with dinner, and I do not drink and drive. But what would you like? Pizza? Thai? Chinese? Sushi? Curry? I like them all."

"By the way, Jane gave me the name of a couple of agents she likes, thought we should give them a call about represention, I guess you as a model and me as a photographer. I don't know about you, but I enjoyed what we did today and it sure as heck pays a lot more per hour than what I am doing now. You should think about it too, let them know what you do and dont like to do, that you are not often available, but would like something part time?"

"I will give them a call see what I think of them for myself, anyway."

"So Laurie, thoughts on food? . . ."
 
Laurie smiled when Phil practically blurted out that he wanted her to wear the black bikini, though at first she thought he might have opted for the blue swimsuit with the front zipper. But yet again the bikini would show more skin then the mesh cut-outs of the one piece.

“Do you want the straps tied around the neck, or in front?” she asked, wondering if she would have to show Dave Turner the image with her wearing it, or if Phil would somehow manipulate another outfit on her.

When it came to food, Laurie decided on Chinese. “I haven’t eaten that for some time.”

Then she thought about the offer. “If I do it, it will probably be part-time. I do have obligations to the zoo, and more importantly, Oscar. And speaking of which, once we get home, I need to check up on him, and change out of this outfit.”
 
"Around your neck I think. In the photos I took today, you looked demure and innocent in that suit, the others were, um, well they were highly styled. And I can change the exposure so the suit just shows plain black, no texture, no detail."

Truth was he had not thought of any of that when he answered. He still had no idea why he chose the black bikini. But on reflection it was a good choice.

"Look in the glove box Laurie, there is a menu from a chinese take out place in there. Have a look and give them a call and order for delivery in, um, (glancing at his watch) thirty minutes. That should give us plenty of time to get home."

Phil passed her his phone to call with.
 
Laurie studied the menu, and to confirm that she was hungry, her stomach growled.

She called the restaurant, and placed the order. “Two chicken noodle soups, two egg rolls, plain rice, egg foo yung, sweet and sour chicken balls, and curry beef.” Then she gave them Phil’s address and phone number.

“I hope that’s okay,” she asked him. “I didn’t order any drinks.”

Secretly, Laurie was looking forward to experiencing what Bella had done with Oscar, though she had gone completely in him. Something Laurie had no intention of doing.
 
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Strange, hearing her stomach growl was so initimate. A different definition from usual, just a . . . closeness.

Phil drove on, and as they reached home said, "Laurie, I was thinking about the photograph of you in the snake, I think the bikini is best for that, but perhaps you do not want something quite so . . personal . . to show that guy at the zoo. I'd like to try out a couple of things after dinner. Could you bring the white bikini, and also a pair of shorts with some matching top? I want to recheck how the white turns out with the kind of exposures I was using for Oscar, and maybe get some shots with shorts and a top to photoshop in. Just some . . experiments."

Phil's plan was far more than that, but he would wait until after dinner and a couple of drinks to relax them. Although he had kept his thoughts well in check that afternoon, his desire for her was becoming too much for him to continue to overlook. For better or for worse he had to know if she reciprocated his feelings. And was she as ready as he was to act on them?
 
As she entered her home, Laurie knew what Phil was up to. Though he was eager for her to wear the black bikini for the shoot with Oscar, he didn’t want her showing Tuner an image with her wearing it while her lower legs were in the snake.

After a well-earned shower, Laurie put on the white bikini, then a black t-shirt and shorts, but before she headed back to Phil, Laurie needed to look in on someone.

Oscar reacted as if he hadn’t seen her for a week! He was always flicking his tongue at her skin, as if he was kissing her. Laurie let him have the run of the basement; time was of no importance. She knew that being cooped up in the enclosure for so long would be hard on him.

Laurie watched as he slithered all around her; his eyes glowing with happiness. Now she had to try something.

Laurie used a hand signal for Oscar to approach her. “Slowly lift, Oscar.” He raised his head, until it was aligned with hers. “Stop, Oscar, slowly open, Oscar.” The snake opened his mouth. “Stop, Oscar.”

She looked in at his throat where her feet and part of her lower legs would pass through. Laurie slightly grimaced, making sure that Oscar didn’t see her; otherwise he might think that something was wrong with him.

“Slowly close, then slowly lower, Oscar.” At least he still knew the phrases, she thought. The next handful of minutes were spent while she stroked his scales; something he really liked. Apparently it was a sign of caring and compassion.

Regretfully, Laurie had to put Oscar back in the enclosure. A hint of sadness came upon him. “We’ll have a great time tomorrow,” she said.

Then she was off to Phil’s.
 
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The chinese came, and Phil popped the soups in the microwave to keep warm until Laurie returned. He set the table for them, then went upstairs to get the studio ready, dug out some stuff from under the bed hoping he could get farther with his scheme. He backed up the day's shots to the cloud.

Then downstairs fetched a can of tonic, the gin, and two glasses. Poured a scotch for himself, and added some spring water. He hooked his camera to the TV and set a sideshow of all the day's shots running.

Just then Laurie came in the door, black shorts and top, nice contrast to her fair complexion. He poured her a gin and tonic, added ice to both their drinks, handed her her glass and tapped it with his, "A successful day!"
 
“That it was!” Laurie exclaimed before taking the first sip of her drink. “Though, I’m a bit surprised they’re selling that second swimsuit I modelled, but, you never know, it might land up being a good seller.”

She took another sip. Laurie always drank slowly, so she could always be a good guest, rather than a ‘pig’ who finished off their drink in just one go before promptly asking for another one.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m starting to look forward to the shoot tomorrow, though I have few things to do for the zoo first,” Laurie remarked, before taking yet another sip.
 
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"Yes it will be a very interesting challenge, photographically. And for you personally too I imagine."

They worked their way through dinner, watching with the TV as a monitor the results of the day's shoots. There were some very good ones from the zoo, and from the fashion. Phil discussed with her aspects of her poses, how much he liked the way she could carry off the 'girl next door' look, and appear modest in clothing that was, after all, quite revealing. He pointed out how the black suit carried no fine detail of her shape, because the camera simply could not accomodate her light skin and the dark suit, when the rocks were properly exposed.

"Those black shorts and the black top should have the same effect, and I'd like to get a few shots tonight in the studio to substitute in the shots tomorrow with Oscar."

Phil kept their drinks refreshed as they ate, and relaxed a bit after the meal. He was starting to feel more relaxed than usual with her.

"I have the studio set with similar lighting to the area where you keep Oscar, shall we go up and try a few photos?"
 
Laurie found her meal well-filling. So much so, that she burped a couple of times, much to her embarrassment.

As she looked at the slideshow, Laurie wondered if she could model part-time. The only thing that could put a spanner in the works was the fact she was doing her internship at the zoo, and more importantly, her top priority was the care and well-being of Oscar.

When Phil suggested they go up to his studio for some test shots, Laurie quickly agreed.
 
After the lights downstairs, the studio seemed dark.

"This is lit the same as the area where Oscar is. It has to be, so we get shots I can add over the images we shoot tomorrow."

Phil then looked at her closely, particularly her legs and thighs.

"I think when you are in the snake there will be some compression, your legs tight together."

He looked around the room with a puzzled expression on his face, then smiled as he picked up a spool of clear plastic wrap, about as wide as his hand.

"This is a packaging tape, it does not stck to anything but itself. You will be in the snake up to your knees? OK, let me wrap your legs together, just over your calves, and you can imagine it is Oscar, taking you in. Can you just sit on the chair so I can wrap you? I promise, it will not stick to you. You, or I, can cut it off easily, after."

Phil felt a little twinge as he imagined her partly swallowed by the snake.
 
Laurie sensed Phil was up to something, but she needed his help with the shoot with Oscar, or Turner would increase the penalty. Probably up to her thighs she thought.

When Phil mentioned the packing tape, Laurie said, “But it has to stick to some other surface or it would just fall off whatever you were trying to seal.” The last thing she needed was the tape sticking to her skin.

When he asked her to sit down, Laurie complied, and kicked off her sandals. Placing her legs together she commented, “If Susan was witnessing this, she would think I was being mummified or undergoing some sort of bondage!”

Then that beautiful smile of hers appeared.
 
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