Date: Mon, 20 Aug 2007 13:54:12 +1000 (EST)
From: madeline morrison <mdlnmrrsn@yahoo.com.au>
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.