Photographer's Model (closed for pipper and JT)

Laurie had the house to herself again. Her father was at work, and her mother had gone out with a couple of friends.

Tempting fate, she opened the bag that contained the one piece that Susan had bought her. Indeed it did have a zipper in front that appeared to go down to just above her navel. Thankfully the halter straps were wide. With no one around, Laurie threw caution to the wind, and put it on.

There was a clasp at the neck line, which was blessing. The last thing she needed was the zipper to go down by itself, and thus expose some of her breasts in the process. With her torso now fully encased in it, she tried to lower the zipper, but it wouldn’t budge!

Laurie quickly unlocked the clasp, and then found she could lower the zipper. More tests confirmed that she couldn’t even begin to lower the zipper while the clasp was locked!
 
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To avoid thinking about Laurie, and in particular to avoid risking any effects of thinking about her, Phil concentrated on his work. He started a couple of new projects, and devised new ways to analyse data using Excel. Then Jennifer came and sat on the edge of his desk.

"You look very chipper lately, Phil, that photography course must be really stimulating."

Phil laughed, "You have no idea Jennifer."

"Ah, but I'd like to. Why don't you take some shots of me?" And she struck a pose.

Jennifer was known to all as the office flirt. But never with Phil before. He was puzzled. Why now?

"Well, actually we have professional models Jennifer, not that you wouldn't make an interesting subject. But how would I explain it to Mary?"

"You don't have to tell her Phil, I certainly wouldn't say anything." And with that she walked off back to her office, with more that the usual movement of her hips.

Phil shook his head quickly to clear it, and realized he had no interest at all in Jennifer, None.
 
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Laurie looked into the mirror, her reflection of her in just the one piece, was…a bit of a ‘turn on’. It was then; she noticed the two holes in the clasp. Was that where a small padlock went? Susan had mentioned that Nick sometimes used small padlocks to ‘lock’ her in.

If one was placed in the clasp of her costume, that would mean she wouldn’t be able to unlock it, thus making it impossible to lower the zipper. Laurie knew that if it did happen, she would be ‘trapped’ in the costume, and that was what you called, ‘bondage’. She had to make sure she didn’t wear it, when Susan was around!

But for now, Laurie had to select what she was going to wear at Phil’s class. Maybe some ‘mix and match’ was called for.
 
Later in the afternoon, Jennifer came back to Phil's desk, with a shy smile.

"I was teasing you earlier Phil," she grinned, "but I would like you to take some photos of me. I need them for an online dating site I want to put my profile on. Nothing risque. Stilll, I want to look attractive."

Phil looked at her face carefully, and could see from the right angle, she could photograph well. Her figure was fine anyway, no need to do more than hint at that.

"Ok, I can do that Jennifer, but not today."

"It is staying light later and later now, maybe tomorrow after work we can meet up in the park on 17th Street. I will bring some things in car tomorrow. Reflectors and so on. You know a good photograph looks as if it was a simple snap, but actually requires a good deal of effort. The better you are, the less anyone suspects the amount of work needed."

Phil thought 'at least I can ease the profs concerns about using only one model. Give me a chance to show I have a some range. Even better if nosy Parker sees us!'
 
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With her outfits for the class all selected and put away in cases, Laurie decided to check in on Oscar.

He seemed very happy to see her, very happy indeed, but why? Was it because he was enjoying digesting his meal, or just plain happy to see her? Then Laurie remembered that she was still wearing the one piece outfit. Oh, no, did Oscar think she was ‘offering’ herself to him, just as Bella had done at the club?

But that was impossible. Snakes at the club didn’t go on stage with a meal inside them. Laurie decided it was all in her mind, but opted to play safe by not letting Oscar out of his enclosure for a larger slither. That would wait for later.

Back in her bedroom, Laurie quickly changing back into casual wear, did some laundry, and then prepared dinner. All that remained was to wait for Phil.
 
Phil got home from work, said hi to Mary, and loaded his camera equipment into the trunk. And texted Laurie to say he was ready and waiting for her. Thought he would wait a bit to see if she came out, if not he could knock on the door. But he was really not in a mood to talk to Estella at the moment.

Sitting there he played back mental images of Laurie in the various poses, thinking how pretty she was, and in such good shape. And realized even two days apart, how much he missed her company. He felt . . rejuvenated in her presence. All overlaid with a strong feeling of lust too. She was to him, very attractive sexually. And with Jennifer? Hmm she was older, quite pretty, vivacious even. Nice body though slimmer up top. But for Phil, no attraction at all. Yet on the surface he could not see why there should be such a difference.

Chemistry he supposed. Whatever that was.
 
Laurie was back down with Oscar, watching him as he enjoyed his slither outside of his enclosure. Though the enclosure was quite big, Oscar always enjoyed his time with Laurie. Maybe he knew that she was helping him get back to full health. Now two days after his ‘arm’ meal, Laurie could still see the bulge in him, though it had shrunk.

Then her phone signalled that a text had arrived. It was from Phil, stating that he was outside waiting for her. Now Laurie had to get Oscar back in his enclosure. Despite two hisses of complaints, the snake complied.

Back upstairs, Laurie grabbed the cases that contained her outfits; bade goodbye to her parents, then went out to meet Phil by his car. “Hi, Phil, how was your day?”
 
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"Just a normal day at work. Mostly I workout ways to analyse the data from our production division to help the bosses make decisions. There are some interesting bits, but never any chance for artistic expession."

Phil was actively supressing an urge to wrap his arms around her and clasp her to him. But it would be sheer folly in front of her parents, Mary, the neighbors. Still, he had missed her, a lot.

He took her cases, 'accidentally' brushing her hands, and put them in the trunk. She got in the passenger's side and he hopped in and started the car.

"So, looking forward to your first pro modelling job?"
 
“Oh, half excited, half nervous,” Laurie replied. “It’s one thing to work with the same photographer, another thing with a bunch of them all flashing away!”

Flashing away! Now that brought visions of guys flashing something, which had nothing to do with photography. Laurie smiled before briefly making a ‘O’ with her mouth.

Quickly regaining her composure, she commented, “I hope they've set aside a room, where I can change.”
 
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There it was again - that conspiratorial smile, this time coupled with the 'O'. Phil's groin twinged when he caught her look out of the corner of his eye.

"Yes I am sure there is a room you will be able to change in. There must be, because I think in second year we will have nude figure models. This session will be the last, apart from Patterson discussing our grades next week. I have to think what I am going to do next fall. Probably continue, and add the course on the business of photography. I'm really looking forward to that comission from the zoo. Thank you for suggesting me. I hope you get some referrals. I know you do not want it full time, but modelling could make a nice source of additional income for you."

At that moment realized that he had been partly aroused by that little smile and the 'O', and had subconciously moved it to a more comfortable position. Quickly he moved his hand away. Had she seen him? What did she think?
 
Laurie was a bit down at heart that this part of Phil’s course was coming to a close. Would he continue it in the fall? Her internship at the zoo, plus looking after Oscar, did earn her a decent wage, but the extra she had received from Phil was about to come to an end, if he didn’t need her anymore.

What if he did do that nude figure course? Surely her parents wouldn’t let her go naked in front of a group of photographers, and beside the zoo wouldn’t take a good view of it. For now, the $500 for posing for the class would come in handy.

On the good side, Laurie wouldn’t have to pose topless or naked for Phil now. Her plan had got out of hand. It was as if it had taken a direction of its own, though as she spotted Phil’s hand near his crotch, she wondered if he was still turned on by her presence. Did he stroke himself, when he looked at her in the photos?
 
Phil pulled into the school lot and parked. Popped the trunk and handed Laurie her bags. Got his equipment and slung it over his shoulders, and locked up the car. Inside, he introduced her to the instructor, Robert Patterson, who promptly led her off down the hall presumably to show her the change room and to give her the outline of how the evening would go.

Phil went into the classroom and took a seat. A few minutes later Patterson came in.

"Phil Williams has submitted a portfolio of a model, Laurie, as his assignment. The work is quite good, for a student, and as a result Laurie was offered the opportunity to model for the class. She accepted, and she is here tonight. She will be modelling various outfits she brought. Your assignment tonight class, is to produce a series of photographs suitable for an advertising agency to use to market the clothing. Next week we will have a detailled discussion of your work this term, sugggestions for things to work on during the summer and an outline of next term's classes for those of you that choose to continue your studies. Just to relieve your anxieties, I can tell you I am reccommeding all of you as suitable canditates to continue to the more advanced level."

With a couple of the students, the instructor set up the lighting for the session. They all got their cameras ready and waited for Laurie to arrive in the first outfit.
 
Laurie thanked Patterson for his insight and helpfulness, and took a deep breath as she locked the door. She definitely couldn’t do the type of poses she had done for Phil, but she might be able to add some ‘sexiness’ into them.

Opening up the cases, Laurie set about her first outfit, a black trouser suit, white blouse, white socks, and modest black pumps. With her blonde hair pinned up, followed by a quick inspection of the outfit in a mirror (even the modest earrings looked well), she left the changing room and entered the classroom.

After stepping up onto the stage, Laurie began a series of standing poses, some with the jacket open, while making sure every student had a good view of her. She spotted Phil and smiled, which set off another round of clicking. Now she started to ramp up the session, by reaching up and unpinning her hair. By shaking her head slowly, but deliberately, Laurie let her hair toss from side to side, as it flowed downwards.

Then she began anew, thus allowing the students to take photos of her in same outfit, with her hair up and down. Then she left to get ready for her next set.
 
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Phil mostly took shots of the other photographers, moving around quickly, and where he could including Laurie in the background, showing the focal point of their lenses. He was imagining a large collage, with Laurie in the center, and all the lenses pointed at her.

As they worked he could see he was not the only one that found her attractive. The look on the guys faces was unmistakable. Even the women were looking at her appreciatively, perhaps remembering when they were younger.

At this point it did not matter to Phil what she was wearing or what she was doing, he always got a little aroused in her presence. After a long slow inhale he decided that the time had come to do something about it. He started to formulate a plan.
 
For her next set, Laurie simply replaced the trousers with a calf length black skirt. Once back on stage she simply moved her body slightly thus allowing the skirt’s hem to flow from side to side. She loved the attention she was getting, and with that in mind Laurie decided to take off the jacket, so the students could concentrate on the silk blouse, though not thin enough for it to be transparent.

The following set saw Laurie in a sleek red calf length dress that had a demure slit. Not only that but her black modest pumps had been replaced by white ones, and the white socks had given way to stockings.
 
Phil noticed some of the guys talking while Laurie was changing outfits, and John approached as she left for another outfit.

"Some of us would really like to see 'more' of Laurie. You know I set up a full studio in that house I bought to park some of the money I got when I sold shoppingbag.com, and we thought if ten of us chipped in $50 each, she would get $500 for a couple of hours. But we want to see 'more' of her. What do you think?"

"I really don't know what to say John. She is my neighbor's kid. Just seems . . . wrong to me. I am sure there are lots of 'professionals' you could hire. To do 'that' sort of poses. Laurie really is quite . . . demure."

And there was that visual memory of Laurie in the peat pit, rubbing peat on her mound and moaning. But she did that for him. Would she do that for just anybody?
 
Laurie racked her brain, deciding on what to wear for her next set. She couldn’t really rehash what she had worn previously, as well as the dress she was wearing.

She finally opted for the last outfit she hadn't worn; a blue paisley short-sleeved blouse and matching skirt. The skirt stopped about two inches above the knee, long enough to be not inappropriate for Patterson. The white pumps gave way for modest slip on high heels.

On entering the stage, Laurie decided to do some sitting poses. As she crossed her knees, Laurie admired the glint of the stockings on her calves.
 
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Phil took a few more shots of Laurie, emphasising her legs, close ups to be cropped to an engimatic final crop that would take the viewer a moment to realize what they were looking at. Then he took a few more full length shots from various vantages to have a few to choose from for the final mosaic with her in the center and all the lenses pointed at her. Would make a great cover for her portfolio he thought.

After her final set of poses, Patterson thanked her, and the group gave her a round of applause. As she walked back to the dressing room, Patterson approached Phil.

"Well, that was great Phil, thanks for bringing her. You know, sometimes there is a synergy between photographer and model that comes across strongly in the photographs. It is rare, but I thought I might be seeing it in work you submitted. Now I have seen her in person, I know it is there, between you and her. You make a great team. I have an assignment for you two, she as model, you as photographer. It would be your first professional job. Pays $1000. You should be able to do it in under two hours. I will take a ten percent finder's / agent's fee, if you two agree. It involves a series of summer wear shots down at the beach for a Target flyer. They will set up a portable change room, you set up the photography equipment, and they will have someone to alter the clothing for her. But I will need to know all her sizes for clothes, measurements and so on. That should be in the info page in her portfolio anyway. Let me know, you have my number. But I need to know soon or they will give it to someone else."

A bit dazed, Phil packed up and made his way to wait for Laurie.
 
Laurie was thrilled when Patterson gave her an envelope with a cheque for $500 in it. “Thank you, very much, sir.”

Packing the cases took a little while, so it was about twenty minutes later that Laurie re-entered the classroom, where she found a handful of students hanging around discussing something. Then she spotted Phil, and smiled. “Okay, Phil, let’s head home. I think I’m going to have a nice long sleep! It’s been a long day.”
 
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Once they were in the car, Phil laid out Patterson's offer to them.

"It seems my instructor is taken with our work as a team. He was approached by the ad agency that does Target flyers, and they need a model, and a photographer to do summer wear shots at the beach. About two hours work, and we would get $1000. Patterson would take ten percent finder's fee and we would get $900 to split. They provide the clothes, change room, and someone to help you dress and do any last minute alterations."

Phil paused to let it sink in.

"He needs to know as soon as possible, but it seems we are his first choice."

"I want to do it Laurie. So its up to you."
 
Laurie hated having to making decisions that affected others, especially when it came down to them losing out financially, but she had her future at the zoo to think of. If she was let go, Laurie would lose Oscar, and that would break her heart, and, possibly, her will to live.

“I would have to ask Director Price. Zoo policy is that employees can’t do any other work that will present a bad impression on the zoo. He might consider me being in swimwear in a store flyer ‘not representing' the ideas of the zoo.”

She thought for a while. “Maybe you can find someone else, this time, just in case Price says, ‘No’.”
 
"Patterson was very clear that is a package deal for the two of us. I am sure there are lots of models I could hire, but he wanted the two of us. He said there is something between us that shows in my photographs. It is rare, but sometimes a model and a photographer develop a chemistry that viewers find irresistable. Like some actors in films, sometimes the pairing really works well, and even though they are good actors, with other people it just does not have it. Personally I can't see how the zoo could object. The flyer goes out to families after all."

"Something else happened tonight that I should mention to you Laurie. A few of the guys got together and concocted a scheme so they could see 'more' of you. One of them, John, has a big, really big, house, and he has a complete studio in it. He and a few others think that they could get ten guys to kick in $50 each for a private session with you. They would pay you $500 for a one hour session. To see 'more' of you. It was pretty clear what they meant by 'more', and I said 'No, she would not pose like that.' Personally I would advise agaisnt it Laurie, but you are over 21. So, if I was wrong to turn it down, I can give you John's contact information. Still, with that many guys I think it would only be a matter of time before some of the photographs started appearing on the internet."

Phil thought if she was worried about an ordinary flyer shoot, she certainly placed a lot of trust in him doing those poses at the waterfalls, and the peat pit.

He stopped the car in a well lit area outside of a Pizza Pizza. Locked the doors, and turned to look at her.

"Laurie, I want you to know I find you very attractive. In 'every' way."

Put the car back in drive and pulled back into traffic.
 
Laurie didn’t know what to say; so much information, so much personal stuff. “Thank you for turning the other offer down. Yes, they wanted me to pose topless or…in the nude.”

But what about the other shoot. She had to be careful. “I’ll go and see Price in the morning, and clear it with him; out of courtesy, of course.” Then Laurie giggled. “I’m sure that if Oscar was in the photos, he’ll give his blessing there and then!”

"That's a nice compliment," was her response to his comment. Then she put her hand on his knee. “No wonder Mary married you; you’re quite a catch.” But in all honesty, Laurie knew exactly what Phil meant. It was as if her plan was still an 'on going' process, but how long would she have to go before she revealed her breasts to him?
 
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Phil put his hand over hers, and moved it a little closer, off his knee and just barely onto his thigh. He let it stay there a moment, softly stroking. Her hand was cool, small, and very soft.

"We are adults, you and I."

He drove along in silence, little traffic. Beautiful spring evening with a warm breeze from the south.

"I trust you Laurie, and I know you trust me."
 
Yes, she could trust him. Phil had always only shown the non-sexy photos of her to her parents, and it was true that he trusted her. After all one word from her to Mary and he could be in trouble, and she could just say, ‘He told me that it was part of the course’.

Maybe she should really consider baring her breasts to him. That would keep Susan off her back for a little while! Maybe she could leave it up to fate to decide what day she would, or even Phil. There was only one way to find out!

“Er…I was thinking about doing a strip poker shoot. I just use some playing cards, and 'pretend' to lose each hand. But once I'm down to my final two items, I will ask you, "Did I won or lose?'. If you say that I lost, I will remove one of those items. If you say that I won, the item stays on."

Laurie did need to make one thing clear to Phil. "Either way, the shoot ends, with me wearing just one item or two."

Then Laurie looked at him. “What do you think?”
 
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