Feb
22
(continuation of Smile for the Camera.)
I tried to manage a smile despite my embarrassment, and Derek seemed impressed with the photos he was getting. “Cmon, honey, stroke your leg… give us some sexiness…. I know you have it in you!”
I was almost ready to cry, but I tried, touching my ankle and caressing the side of my calf. Massaging myself calmed me down a bit, as did the slightest tingle of excitement I felt at Derek’s interest in me.
I got up like a newborn doe, legs wobbly on my high heels and, bending forward to obstruct his view as I lowered my skirt back into place. Then, I dusted myself off and looked into the camera. “I can do this,” I thought to myself.
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Feb
20
A little fiction to spice up your day:
I started out the day as usual, arriving at the office around 8:30 a.m. I was wearing my vintage navy blue skirt and sleeveless matching top with white stitching in the wide boatneck collar and curved triangular buttons down the front. It turns out that my boss’s partner had a meeting across town and he had taken his secretary along, and the photographers were out on assignment, so only Derek and I were in the office.
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