Urban Arches (OPen)

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Name: Peter
Age: 40 something
Build, tall, the average middle class guy, fitish but eats well
Hair: brown, receding
Eyes: Blue
Matrimonial Status: Widower, daughter in her teens



The sky was dark, moody; as the summer thunderclouds gathered. In between shone bright beams of sunlight, dancing on the skyline with a chequered pattern of light and dark.

It was still hot and muggy, despite the clouds, and the freshening breeze. The lighting conditions were dramatic, making a plain urban landscape full of bright colours, and dark shadows.

Adrian composed the photo, a series of arches fading into the distance under the viaduct, the intense colours of the red, and purple bricks, the harsh contrast of the graffiti art.

The shutter fired as he held his breath, to minimise camera shake. A former soldier, he always fired his camera as he fired is rifle, to ensure a sharp, in focus photo as possible. He wanted depth of field, wit that came slower shutter speeds.

Unaware that he was being watched, Adrian moved position, before bringing the eyepiece to his eye, composing for another shot. He moved around the arches, then the metal structs of the steel rail bridge, looking for those once in a million compositions, a mixture of the right lighting conditions, and of course being in the right place at the right time.

The sky echoed with a low deep rumble of distant thunder, before a train passed over head, the sound of steel against steel. He saw her again, as he composed his shot, holding is breath as he took five successive shots, for an HDR composition.

He heard the crunch of rubber soles against gravel as his sutter finished, and the soft voice of a female.

He turned over his shoulder, looking at the source of the voice.
 
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Name: Athena Called Tina by everyone
Age: 18
Build: 5'1" 32-22-34 100 Lbs, .
Hair: Long flowing jet black hair that cascades down her body like a waterfall, ending at her waist so it wouldn't hide her ass from view
Eyes: sparkling hazel eyes
Matrimonial Status: Dates but no steady boyfriend.


Tina answered her cell phone on the third ring. It was William her agent. "Hey sweet cheeks, I got an line on a shoot you might be interested in. It's for the Sports Illustrated swimsuit issue. You interested?"

Tina squealed in delight. Ever since she first became a model 10 years ago, she had wanted to pose for that issue. She got all the details on the interview from William, thanked him profusely and hung up.

Having dinner with her dad that night she told him about the interview. He was as excited for her as she was. The next two weeks were a whirlwind of getting ready for the interview. Choosing just the right clothes, then changing her mind, going through tons of fashion magazines looking ant hair and makeup, trying to decide what look to use, practicing poses in the mirror, and of course looking at past issues to see what attributes the models had, and trying to come up with something new and exciting for her to impress the talent scouts with.

Finally the day arrived. Tina took her carefully selected outfit and headed out to her appointment at the salon to get her hair and nails done. ONce she was professionally made up, she went into the ladies room and put on the outfit she had selected. Leaving the salon, her friends wished her luck as she headed off.

FInding the location wasn't hard. Every aspiring model from the European Union was there, or so it seemed. Tina was confident enough to see she was one of the better looking woman there. Unfortunatly she was also one of the smallest in stature, and bust size.

When her turn finally came, she entered the room and sat in a chair as the talent scouts went through her portfolio. They flipped through the pages rather fast like they were looking for something specific, and not finding it. When they reached the end, The only female in the group looked at Tina.

"You don't have any swimsuit or lingerie modeling experience." She stated.

Tina took a deep breath. "No I don't, not yet. I just turned 18 and haven't been hired to model anything like that. At least not yet."

"Thank you for your time, young lady but we need someone with experience modeling swimsuits."

TIna was about to speak when the guy that brought her into the room took her arm and began to lead her out. Tina was extremely disappointed. This was the fourth time she was rejected for a modeling job because she didn't have any experience modeling in sexy clothes. She went straight home and to her bedroom where she began to cry.
 
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As he heard Tina's voice, there was another crack of thunder, but still the rain held off.

He turned to face his daugter, sensing te doom in her voice...

He stepped close to her as he pulled er into a fatherly hug...

"I guess no shoot Tina?"

As he looked down, he could see the smudged eyelashes, her mascara, her eye liner streaked down her cheeks. He just held her gently, swaying slightly. This was a time where action spoke louder than words. He kissed her hair.

"Love you Athena."

"Want to tell me what happened?" His voice was soft sincere.
 
She sniffles relaxing into her fathers hug. "They didn't even ask me to pose. They went through my portfolio and told me I didn't have the right experience. Some of the pictures I use, are from shoots when I was 12. I need a new portfolio. Updated with more modern poses and the older me. Will you shoot my new pictures daddy?"

he looks up at him with big doe eyes pleading with him to take pictures of her, like he did all those yeas ago when she was just starting out in the modeling world.
 
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Peter held her close as a father can. Being an only child, and now a single parent, they had formed a bond that many fathers would only dream off. That isn't to say they did not have disagreements.

Like all teenagers with their hormones rampaging through their veins, they had their moments. But he had always sought to see her argument, her point of view, and always insisted that Athena listened to his point of view; though some times it would be after the argument, when they discussed the topic again rationally.

He listened diligently to Tina as she explained what had happened, and he just nodded or erred to inform her that he was listening. She needed a mini rant, and he was not going to interrupt.

I need a new portfolio. Updated with more modern poses and the older me. Will you shoot my new pictures daddy?"

He cringed slightly within when he heard her ask. He was not a professional photographer, and nor had he really experimented much with more glamour shoots. That wasn't his creative edge, his creative edge was landscape, specifically gritty, grimy city-scapes. He had sold a few of his photos, but by day he was a scientist, working at the university. Photography was his hobby, release, together with cycling.

He looked down at her, her puppy eyes. The smudges of her make-up some how made her look cute, yet vulnerable.

"You know Athena, that I do not have the eye for studio glamour, it simply isn't me.... Yes I took photos of you posing as a child for agency work, sure but that wasn't glamour, or fashion work in the same sense that you are aiming for now."

He squeezed her as he finished speaking, kissing her forehead. As he looked up, he saw an arch, with brightly coloured graffiti as a back drop.

A light bulb started to glow in the back of his mind.

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"I already called around, and to get a photographer who can take those type of photos cost over £2,000. We can't afford that right now. All I need is one decent paying job, then I can get professional photos and then I'll make it big. Please daddy."

She stuckk out her lower lip and fluttered her lashes at him knowing that when she did that, there was no way he could refuse her.
 
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"And what sort of photos exactly were you thinking off?"

He looked down at his lovely Athena and smiled, her baggy top having slif of her shoulder exposing the cranberry coloured lace strap of her bralette.

"Several times I've thought about experimenting with some portraits in this urban setting..."

He still held her in his fatherly hug.

"Could that be a start?" he thought out aloud, giving Tina a tight squeeze.
 
"OH you know daddy, just some fashion type stuff. Bathing suits, skirts, the usual you see in catalogs."
 
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"OH you know daddy, just some fashion type stuff. Bathing suits, skirts, the usual you see in catalogs."

He looked down at his daughter....

"Fancy doing experimenting with a few jut in your bra amongst this grimy landscape Tina? He offered,half joking but half serious.

"The mixture of your leggings and bralette could work around this urban landscape?"

Athena's face still had the smears of her eye make up running down her cheeks from crying.

He just kissed his daughter's forehead in his loving fatherly fashion.
 
She smiled thinking about some of the poses she saw in a local catalog, girls not much older than her in a skirt and bra... or a pair of not quite opaque panties with their arms or hands covering their naked breasts. She had really wanted to take those types of pictures, but wasn't sure how her dad would feel about seeing her naked and in her underwear.

Mentally she began to make a list of the outfits she would use, and things she would need to borrow from friends or buy. Sunce her dad seemed to think it was okay...

"Thank you daddy", she said hugging him tight crushing her breasts into his chest.
 
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" No problem Tina... Would you like a cup of tea coffee or perhaps something stronger?"

He continued to hold his daughter in a bear hug, as he looked around her room briefly.

"We need to sit down and think about the poses you would like, maybe search google images and else where for inspiration? If I know what you are trying to achieve, I am more likely to be able get the desired affect. Anyway what about that drink Tina?"

As he waited for her reply, he started to think about the new 'project'. It would be challenging as he had never really ventured into what he would term glamour photography before. Sure he had undertaken some portraiture work, but most of that was with Athena or family friends, and more 'holiday snaps' than portfolio work.

He decided he should do some online research, and reading, possibly even youtube?
 
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"I thinks a screwdriver would be very nice, thank you.", she says "I'll choose the poses, and costumes, you pick the locations, and I need time to put together the costumes so... let's say in a fortnight we can start?" SHe asked checking her iphone to make sure she didn't have anything else on her schedule.
 
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"let's say in a fortnight we can start?"

"Sure, sounds like a plan.... "

He looked down at Tina as he looked up quietly smiling...

"How about you go and have a quick shower, and wash away the smudged make up, and I go and make you your 'screwdriver?"

With that, he turned and left Tina's bedroom as he headed down stairs, and made her a screwdriver. With his bottle of beer, he retrieved his I-pad and started to research portraiture photography, sipping his beer as he did so.
 
Tina headed for the loo and stripped off her clothes. Standing naked in front of the full length mirror, she began to critically examine herself. Her pale unblemished skin was smooth and taut, her breasts were firm and perky, her stomach was flat and smooth, her ass was heart shaped and firm, she had the ever popular thigh gap that was so prized among the current generation of teens, and her legs were long supple and toned.

"I could use a tan." she muttered aloud as she started the shower. Washig herself in the shower, she reviewed her plan for the upcoming photo shoot in her mind. She decided not to tell her dad about the poses for fear he would object, but she was a professional and he was her dad, so it shouldn't be a big deal for him to see her inrevealing lingerie, and possibly topless or even naked.
 
Locations

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As he waited for Tina to emerge down the stairs, Peter started to read about flash control, lighting styles and the use of various props, to make a photo work.

He was also in charge of location.

Tina needs a break he thought, and so he looked around, and found a Hotel complete with a spa, and a few rooms with a four poster bed.

Ideas started to develop in his mind.

Finally Tina emerged from the stairs smiling, looking like she was a lot more relaxed than she had been an hour before.

He stood up as she entered the room, and offered her the cocktail he had lovingly prepared for her.

"Feeling better Tina?" smiling as he spoke.

She was in many ways similar to her mother, both physically and mentally, but she was also her own personality, stubborn at times and quite determined t make it in the modelling world. She had the looks, he knew but she also needed luck, being in the right place at the right time.
 
"Yes, thank you. Although I'm a bit excited about our photo shoot. I can't wait for you to work your magic on my body." She flushed as she heard her words realizing the unintended double meaning, hoping her dad wouldn't pick up on it.

She walked into the kitchen and sat dwn grateful for the drink so she had a reason not to talk. He mouth go ther into trouble with guys more than once. Not that her dad was a guy... well he was a guy, but not a GUY, he was her dad. although for the first time she noticed him not as her father, but as a man.

He was tall, and had sparkling blue eyes, but she never noticed how handsome his face was. He also had some muscle to him and she remembered he had a nice six pack from all his excercise. For teh first time she wondered why no woman had laid claim to him in the years since her mom died.

He was handsome, had a good career, and an interesting hobby. As a female she would pounce on a guy like him, well she would if they were closer in age, and not related.

SHe began to think about her friends moms that were single thinking about hooking her dad up with some of them, and a pang of jealousy shot through her. Almost all her life she had her daddy to herself, and the thought of sharing him with another woman was offputting.

She sat there quietly drinking her screwdriver, trying to redirect her train of thought to another subject, before she said anything else embaressing.
 
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" I can't wait for you to work your magic on my body."

"Behave Tina, your body is pretty good, even if I say so my self. There is only one person who I know who had a better body you you."

Peter smiled at his daughter as he joked. He was of course referring to his wife. He had seen glimpses of Athena's body of the years, as she exercised to keep it toned, her sports kit at times exposing most of her body in the summer heat.

"I only hope I can capture it in a manner, a style that will do you justice. As you know portraiture and more so glamour work isnt my cup of tea"

Peter sipped his bottled beer as he looked at Athena. She was caught in a light, that helped to emphasise her cheeks, and suddenly made hi look at Athena from a different perspective; not as a father but as a model photographer, contemplating the poses, the angles to emphasise her strengths.

He looked at her buid, noticing that she was braless under her lose top, the hint of a nipple pressing into the fabric.

Peter had dated a few times, but after his lost his wife, for the first couple of years he was struggling to maintain his career and devoute the time to Athena. As and when he did date, a couple of females he saw didnt seem to want his baggage; whilst others wanted to transform her into THEIR daughter.

Athena was their daughter, Jane and Peter's. Others can advise him, but no one would tell him how to father his daughter.

Sure they had tough times especially when her hormones kicked in around when she was 11, early 12. But she had made a few mistakes, and apologised, which only made their friendship stronger.

As such Peter had hardly fucked with a woman, yet alone engaged in pleasuring a woman with an element of affection. Occasionally if his travels allowed it, or Athena had a sleep over, he would hire an escort, but that was the exception rather than the norm.

"Tina, I was thinking, why don't we go away for a long weekend? A hotel with a spa, lovely grounds and a large bedroom for you to pose in as opposed to a cold artificial studio? What do you think, go up Thursday and come back Sunday? Possibly find a couple of hotels?"

He sipped his beer as he looked at her, gauging her reaction.
 
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"That sounds nice. Maybe someplace with a really nice pool or on a beach, and near the coast so we can get the sunset over the water."
 
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Peter smiled.

"Seems we have a plan forming. So keep the Thursday to Monday free?"

He sipped some beer. "I will arrange the location.... Is there anything you need? Maybe some more upmarket designer lingerie or swiming suits?"

His eyes met hers. He wanted this shoot to work, for both Athena, and getting her onto respected modelling agency's portfolio, but also the challegne for himself. He knew he would have to do some reading and practiscing if he could.
 
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"Finishing her drink, she sits back and sighs. Well most of what I need I either have or can borrow from one of my girlfriends. There are a few things I need to buy. Maybe 500 quid worth of stuff."

She waits for his reaction to the figure she asked for.
 
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"Maybe 500 quid worth of stuff."

Peter looked at Athena as she looked at him, metaphorically fluttering her eye lashes, that look that her father rarly says no to.

"What was you thinking Tina?

As she hessitated before replying, He reached for his Ipad, and soon the flat screen TV was on, and showing google. He typed and swiped, and was soon on the following page

http://www.sulis.co.uk/silk/Silk-Lingerie.html
 
"That's some of teh stuff I need. I don't want to wear ssomeone else's lingerie, that's unhygenic, and I don't have any sexy knickers. Besides the lingerie I need matching shoes, and makeup, maybe even a few wigs so I don't need to bring Millie along."

Millie her BFF and the only person who she has let touch her hair since she was 12. She knew her dad wouldn't go for that much, but one of the few things she remembered from her business classes was that you should always ask for more than you need so you have room to negotiate. She was hoping for 150, for clothes and anything over that would be for her to party with her friends.
 
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"I don't have any sexy knickers."

Ï don't believe that" joked her father, "What do youcall some of the sets I've seen drying?


"But well if we are goiing to give this our best shot, we might as well put some effort in. Is there anything on that site you like the look off that I could possibly order on your behalf"

He looked at his daughter, and her hair.

"Why do you need a wig? I preferyou asyouare Tina" smiling, "The second most best looking gal on this planet,, well, now the first I guess"
 
"Daddy, you don't wear the same hairstyle when you go to the beach as you do in evening wear. The wigs can be styled and used as needed. It'll be cheaper than bringing Mellie along, and faster too, since we dont have to wait for her to do my hair."

TIna looked at the screen licking her lips. She did have a few sexy panties, but nothing worthmodeling in. Mostly thongs and some lacy translucent panties that she used to tease her boyfriends.

"Well I relly like Pandora, Caterina, A silk Kimono or two, Ophelia and Verona."
 
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"Well I sort of see what you mean about the wigs, but I prefer you aue-naturale!"

He smiles at hearing Millie's name mentioned and the odd conversation they had recently when he was daddy cab for Athena and Millie, the two girls had obviuosly been drinking.

"Well let me get the credit card!".

He returned a few moments later with his wallet.

" The Pandora looks fun, especially the basque", as he started to select ghe items.

"Eeeerrrrr 34 B?" he asked sheepishly.
 
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