This month, I had to take a break from my "Daily life of a naughty herm girl" series, mostly for timing reasons (I was supposed to do something else this month, except it finally couldn't be done, and I ended up with not enough time to do the photos for the next story in the series). So I kind of recycled a story I had in mind for a photoshoot, and turned it into a written one. So here it is in the
September issue of Lust XXX Mag, or you can read it below if you prefer.
Here it is, hope you'll enjoy it.
*smiles*
The Photographer and his Model
Text and photos by yours truly.
Richard got out of his car and ran up the alley leading to his studio. He took the keys from out of his pocket and started to fumble, trying to open the door. He realized his hands were shaking a bit more than usual. He was always excited before a shoot, but this time, it was even worse. He smiled, amused by his own clumsiness. The day before had been a shock to him: when he had seen that woman at his friend's party, all the memories had burst out at once. He couldn't believe he still felt that way after all this years. Gosh, he was only a boy at the time! But she looked so much like his teacher! Tall, blonde hair, her clothes looking casual, stylish and sexy at the same time, and the same strange mix of strict and shy in her attitude. He had felt silly and awkward when he had approached her to ask if she wanted to be photographed. That made him feel weird, he had never had any problem with talking to women, but he suddenly had felt like the schoolboy he had been at that time. He half-expected her to decline, but no, she seemed quite happy to accept. But now, he was nervous, really wondering how all this would end.
