Date: Mon, 20 Aug 2007 13:54:12 +1000 (EST) From: madeline morrison Subject: PHOTO SHOOT This is only a short story and it's done deliberately so that it will eventually become the introduction to my next story. The beginning to my next story has already occurred but there is much that remains to be revealed but if things go to plan it will be exciting to read. This story is called PHOTO SHOOT it's written by Madeline Morrison. My e-mail address is mdlnmrrsn@hotmail.com.au. In my last message to the site I'd told you about us having met a waitress who'd asked us to come to her studio for a photographic session. Expecting one of those glamour sessions we'd only showered before leaving home. When we arrived the photographer was very chatty and tried to advise us on where she wanted us and how she wanted us to behave. What she wanted was for us to pose for her in positions that you regularly see in dirty magazines. Whilst nothing was new to us I didn't feel as though I'd like our photos exhibited in magazines for anyone to see. We offered to compromise with shots that we thought were reasonably decent, sexy yes, but still decent. But it was clear to see that "nice" shots were not in her repertoire and even though she promised us they were for a foreign magazine neither Erica nor I were satisfied. One shot she'd wanted had been of me giving it to Erica with an enormous dildo in her pussy. Frankly, neither of us were over enthused with dildos anyway so the idea of doing it in front of a camera was not to our liking. Eventually we agreed to a couple of poses but I noticed that she didn't bother to do the promised make over and so we when she left us alone for a few minutes I'd said to Erica that I didn't want to stay there any longer, the promised glamour photo shoot was is in fact intended to be a pornographic session. Without saying goodbye we'd left the studio and driven towards my home. We'd stopped on the way for coffee at the coffee lounge where we'd had our first real meeting. Erica wasn't too keen on stopping there as one of the young women I'd cheated with worked there. However, I'd explained to her that Victoria had been with an English girl for some months before she'd eventually gone to take a job in Western Australia. As far as I know she's working in a mining camp where, I understand, both the women and the men were earning absolutely fabulous salaries. Knowing that Victoria wouldn't be there calmed Erica down a little and when we entered the lounge the proprietor remembered us and made us welcome. I noticed that the current waitress was considerably older than Victoria had been. Perhaps he'd found that young attractive waitresses weren't necessarily good for business. I'm sure that one thing he'd noticed was that neither Erica nor I were made up, which was unusual, and it was only when I noticed myself in the mirror that realised it myself. Shock horror, women out with no make up on, what a scandal. Of course I didn't wear make up to school but I don't think Erica had ever been out without make up before or at least not that I'd seen. When I pointed to the mirror she'd said oh my god, I look like a ghost without out make up and on that note we'd made a sudden exit. It was nice to be at home again where we could relax but she wasn't satisfied until she'd applied at least some make up, which of course I didn't object to, I rather liked the idea of kissing all her lipstick off again. Whilst there was a fair bit of kissing there wasn't much of anything else because we had to have an early lunch so she could get to the station. Goodness knows how long it will be before I see her again but I know that now we're back in touch and on the very best of terms it won't be long before she's asking me when she can visit. Needless to say, she can come at any time she wants and perhaps next time we can find a decent photographer who will do what he or she promises to and that's do the glamour thing for us. We won't be able to display them though or at least Erica won't, I can't imagine her kids being too thrilled with a photo of their mother being seduced by a seventeen year old. As you can imagine it hadn't been possible to have a nice little session on the station platform and Florence had driven us to the station anyway. However, Erica and I had gone to the ladies toilet where I'd sat her on the toilet and pushed her skirt clear of her panties. I was determined that she wouldn't go home without a few minutes of pleasure and as I licked and sucked her pussy for a few minutes my hands held her breasts and it were enough to make me rush to my bedroom when I got home to relieve myself. It was so sad saying goodbye even though I knew she'd be back soon, she'd promised and hopefully we could make up for lost time. But it was back to school for me in the morning, fortunately I had netball to look forward to. It's one of my favourite games and without realising it the following morning was going to be a revelation to me as were the following few weeks but you'll have to wait to find out what happened next while I consider just how much I'm going to tell you and perhaps whilst some of it has unfolded a good deal may yet become apparent.