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 ï>¿Pin Money by barkirk

   Young wife returns to modeling.

   Pin Money Pt.  01

   It was often mentioned that Adam and Eve were a match made in heaven. 
They'd started dating in junior high and when he went to seminary she
attended the community college next door.  They'd married right after their
graduation looking forward to a blissful future.

   "How was the interview," Eve asked brightly as she greeted her husband
with a cold drink.  "Did they have any openings?"

   Adam kissed his beautiful wife.  For the millionth time, he thanked the
Lord for bringing them together.  From the gawky girl, all legs and arms
back in elementary school and junior high, she'd developed into a rare
beauty.  Blonde hair, peaches and cream complexion, tight body.  He tried
to stifle the lustful feelings but he was human.  She had flared hips,
perfect for childbearing, large full breasts just waiting to suckle
multiple babies, and the ability to please her husband in bed.

   "It went well, I mean, there are no open parishes but they liked my
business acumen and offered me a job in Colorado Springs.  Executive
Director of Consolidated Christian Charities," he said proudly.

   Eve hugged her husband, "That's great, I mean I know you wanted your own
ministry, but you can help a lot of people this way.  When do you need to
let them know?" she asked.

   "I already did.  I start in two weeks.  This is great, no more living
with your parents, a steady income.  I'm hoping in three maybe four years
we'll be able to afford a house."

   "Wait!  You said yes without even discussing it with me?" She stepped
back, glaring at her husband.

   "Why would I?  I mean sure, it would have been a nice gesture but it's
my decision.  As my wife, you're bound by your marital vows," he said
dismissively.  "That's settled, what's for dinner?"

   *****

   "I think I'm getting a handle on all the various charities," Adam smiled
as he took a bite of his dinner, "There's the homeless charities, food
banks, shelters.  Also, support for single mothers and battered women.  We
have various...What's wrong?" he asked his wife.  "You aren't even
listening."

   "Sorry, I'm glad you're so excited about your job, but I need to do
something.  I could teach.  I put my name in as a substitute teacher," she
said softly.  "I was over at the high school and they'd love to have me."

   "You don't need to work.  I am the provider and this position pays well.
And it's not like being a housewife isn't work, there's the cleaning and
cooking, and when we have children they'll need a mother here full-time,"
he added, "That's final," he said as his wife started to argue, "My wife is
not going to work."

   "Adam!  You can't be telling me I can't work.  I was working when we met
in elementary school.  Remember I was a model for Danforth's Department
Store?  I loved doing that and it helped pay for college." she protested.
"I hate the small allowance I get each week.  It's hard to buy clothes and
things on $50 a week."

   "Then do modeling.  You had that hobby when you were young, I'm sure you
could pick it up again.  I do not want my young wife at the mercy of those
horny high school boys.  If you want to model clothes for department store
catalogs, then I'm ok with it," He said.  "If you're bored, why not take
cooking classes or something useful.  I plan on entertaining a few of my
colleagues...local clerics and it would be great if you learned some of the
southwestern dishes people seem to love around here." He took a sip of
wine, "I'd like some more meatloaf," he said as he put down the glass.

   Eve went into the kitchen wanting to cry.  Hobby!  She was making good
money doing it but he'd almost yawned every time she'd told him anything
about it.  She should have seen it coming.  Adam changed as soon as they
were married.  Before the wedding, they spent hours making out...never
going all the way but almost.  He'd let her jerk him off and he'd finger
her passionately, but when they'd gotten into the hotel room, he'd ignored
the sexy nighty she'd gotten, pulling it off her without a word, laid her
back, and drove into her with no foreplay.  She cried out in pain but he'd
been seemingly oblivious as he humped her for a couple of minutes before
emptying his balls inside her.  He'd looked down at her not asking if she
enjoyed it, but if she were fertile.  It was painful and humiliating.  On
top of that, whereas before he'd ask her what movie would she like to see,
what was she in the mood for dinner, it now was fully dictated by him.

   Adam never said a word as she placed the second helping of meatloaf in
front of him as he was looking through a folder.  She hadn't expected a
thank you, but a feeling of dread for her future crept into her brain.

   *****

   "Hello, this is Eve," she answered.

   "Eve Purcell?  This is Brian Atkins over at Atkins and Waters.  You sent
us your portfolio and, well, we're intrigued."

   "Seriously?  That's great.  I loved doing those shoots when I was in
high school and I thought it would be fun to get back into it," the blonde
said happily.

   "We got your portfolio but do you have any recent pictures of yourself?
These are from, what?  10 years ago?" the man asked over the phone.

   Eve sighed, "Sure.  I do have some.  I can take some selfies also.  What
are you looking for?"

   "Your current figure, you know, nothing pornographic, but body shots. 
We need to see you from all sides.  Can you do that?  Do you have a
two-piece?  Bra and panties are good also." the man asked.  "Can you ask
your husband or boyfriend to get shots from all angles?  At least four, you
know what I mean.  I'll be honest, we have dozens of applicants for this
opening, but from what I've seen you have what we're looking for." He
paused, "I guess what I'm saying is don't get too excited but you have a
lot of reasons to be hopeful."

   "Thank you for your honesty.  I'll get some shots over to you in an
hour," she said.  "I hope they'll be ok, I'm usually on the other end on
the camera," she sighed.

   Eve stripped down, put on her bikini she'd hoped to wear on their
honeymoon before Adam ordered her to change into the one-piece, telling her
she looked like a whore.  She propped up her phone, set the timer, and at
first just stood there, but realized they'd think she was too stiff.  The
next series was better, she posed with her hips cocked, widened her stance,
stuck out her ass flirtatiously, and leaned over slightly accentuating her
cleavage.  She scrolled through and decided to send both sets, the stiff
and the sexy.  The frontal pose might have shown a bit of camel-toe but she
decided it would have to do.  She changed back out and sighed.  'He's not
calling back.  I might as well look up some cooking classes, though it will
kill my weekly allowance,' she said to herself.

   *****

   "What do you think?" Brian asked his photographer.

   "I think you know," Drew sighed, "She's not quite right." He put his
hand over the girl's chest, "She'd be perfect for the teen wear collection
without these." He covered her face, "Great for swimwear, lingerie, but she
looks so young...I don't know." The tall man clicked the picture of the
girl's backside, "Does she remind you of Kate Upton?  Not as tall but
Christ!  Does she have any flaws?"

   "None that I can see, but we haven't seen all of her.  I know you're the
artist, but what if we try her out for the teen or young adult collection.
Have her put on the..." They discussed the possibilities and Drew came
around.

   "Ok.  Let's face it, none of the models has a face like hers, she
practically glows.  Should we go with her?" Brian asked.

   Drew nodded, "Ok.  I can ensure the angles and lighting make her look
less womanly for the summer teen collection." He paused.  "I'll ask Alex
how she can minimize those tits," he sighed.

   Brian laughed, "I know what you're thinking, you'd prefer to use her in
the limited access catalog.  Let's see how she does first, Ok?" He looked
back at the picture of the girl leaning forward coquettishly, "But, if she
does do that shoot, I'll need to see all the takes, not just the ones that
make the cut," he smiled.  "Also, make sure you get her ID on file if
anyone questions whether she's 18."

   *****

   "Eve Purcell?  Brian Wallace.  We talked last week and we went through
the 40 applicants and we hope you're still interested in doing the catalog
shoot."

   "Really!  You have no idea, yes.  Sure!" she said quickly as if he'd
change his mind, "This is so exciting."

   The man laughed, "Relax.  It is apparent from your portfolio you are a
natural in front of the camera and the shots you sent over show you've not
lost a thing.  Can you come by the studio today so we can go over the
contract?"

   Eve looked happily over at her husband, "They called.  They called me
back today.  They want me to do some modeling for the summer catalog. 
Isn't that great?" she asked.

   Adam looked up from cutting his steak, "Not if it interferes with your
chores.  Tomorrow, can you go over to the bakery and get some of that
crusty bread we had last week?" He looked at his wife's scowl, "Sure.  It's
great.  I'm glad you found something to do that's not with a bunch of
kids."

   *****
Monday:

   Eve looked around the office with the dozens of professional-looking
photographs of people of all genders, races, and ages feeling pride they'd
selected her out of 40 applicants.  She was pinching herself that it was
real and she wasn't dreaming.  $150 per hour!  One hour would be three
times what Adam allows her per week!  Of course, there were other girls,
five others she'd heard, but they were scheduled later in the day.

   The receptionist put down the phone, "Brian can see you now," she smiled
at the girl as she stood to escort her down the hall.  She'd seen hundreds
of girls come through here, none more beautiful even though all put in tons
more effort.  Not a speck of makeup, perfect pale creamy skin, her straight
blonde hair neatly brushed.  "Here you are, he bites so stay away from
him," she giggled.

   The tall man stood indicating a chair, "And spank also, but only those
who deserve it," he fake scowled at the slender brunette.  He looked at the
blonde, appraising her.  She was even prettier in person.  He'd wondered if
the shots she'd sent over were photoshopped but there were no imperfections
to hide.

   "Look, this is just for a couple of days, so if you thought you were all
set for a long career, well, you might be but let's cross that bridge..."
Brian said softly, "We were asked for fresh faces this year by the store,
well, I sent your portfolio over and they were thrilled.  On the other
hand, you look to be a natural, so there might be more opportunities for
you depending on how you look in front of the camera."

   "I get it.  I'm just happy to get out of the house.  I swear the vacuum
cleaner hates me," the girl laughed.

   "Ok, then look at this as an opportunity and to do something fun, I
promise this will suck a lot less than the vacuum," Brian smiled at the
cute blonde.  "Sorry, really bad pun." He pressed a button on the desk
phone, "Alex, she's ready," he said into it.

   "Miss Purcell, can you come with me to makeup?" a tall blonde asked from
the doorway.  She studied the cute blonde as she jumped up and smiled,
"There's no need to rush.  Brenda is not going to have to do much," she
said studying the girl, "As a matter of fact I think Brenda will take one
look and wave you away," the beautiful girl smiled.  "Oh, I'm Alex,
Alexandra.  I was impressed with the photos but you're so much prettier in
real life." She smiled at the girl, "I liked the two sets.  Most girls send
in the wooden poses which show their figures, but your second set showed
your playful side.  Brian liked that.  Come on, five minutes of prep and we
can start."

   Alex was a bit off as Brenda fussed over the girl for 20 minutes but in
the end, did very little.  Eve then was escorted into Brian's office where
she met Drew the photographer, and his assistant Daryl.

   Eve couldn't help thinking, "...and my other brother Daryl."

   "I'm sure you know Drakes.  They're the largest department store chain
in the West.  Their headquarters are right here in Colorado Springs,
Anyhow, since it's January we'll be getting shots for the Spring/Summer
catalog," Brian said, "We were going to have a girl come in for the teen
lines but Brenda suggested with a sports bra you could easily pass as a
16-year-old girl," he said appraising the girl's large breasts.  "I'm not
completely sold as you have um, a lot to hide, but let's start with those
today.  How does that sound?" he asked.

   Eve felt dazed.  This was going faster than she thought.  When she was a
kid, they had a stable of other girls and she'd model a few clothes and go
home.  "It sounds great, though," she looked down at her chest, "I'm not
sure..."

   Drew laughed, "You're right, but your facial features make up for it. 
We'll make sure to avoid too much shadowing which will flatten your
features quite a bit along with the right angles.  Alex, will you get our
new girl over to wardrobe?"

   Alex smiled at Drew, making Eve suspect there was a history between the
two, but she couldn't tell.  Everyone seemed a lot more relaxed around each
other than when she'd done previous shoots.

   "Drew's a great photographer, but I doubt he'll have much luck
flattening you out," Alex sighed, "But let's get you dressed."

   Eve felt embarrassed as the tall blonde had her disrobe completely. 
This never happened in the past as she was allowed to keep her
undergarments on.  She blushed furiously when the girl laughed seeing her
grannie-panties.

   "Are you kidding?  With your body?  Here," she said unpackaging a white
thong, "I'll give you a dozen of these.  You'll need to trim, obviously,"
she said as she ran her fingers through the thick bush.  "Tonight, shave
around this area here," she ran a finger in a vee across her mons, "and if
you can, shave down here." She slid two fingers along Eve's labia.  "But
damn, girl.  We'll need a better bra than this for the young woman's line
of dresses," she said as Eve pulled off her bra.  "I'd kill for these and
you're going to be hiding them," she sighed.  'How do those not sag?' she
thought, 'and look at those nipples,' she sighed enviously.

   Eve took the sports bra looking questioningly at the girl, "Um, isn't
this kind of small?" she held up the garment.  It seemed just six inches in
diameter though it did contain elastic.

   "It's a minimizer bra, here," Alex said taking it from the girl, "Put
your arms over your head," she ordered.  She watched the girl struggle with
the tight garment and after thrashing and getting the wrinkles smoothed
out, it looked like it might work.  Nodding, she handed the girl the first
dress checking out the results.

   Alex appraised the girl, "Wow!  You would never get in a bar even with
an ID.  They'd cut it up.  Turn around.  Damn!  I'm so jealous right now.
One last thing," she took the girl's right hand, "Perhaps a young girl
wouldn't have wedding rings on?"

   "Maybe in some states," Eve laughed and pulled them off.  She put them
in her purse, looked at the tall blonde, "Ok?  I'm so excited," she
giggled.

   Drew looked up from his camera as the two entered, Whistling he nodded,
"Yes.  I think we have our 16-year-old.  Beautiful," he said.  He looked at
the virginal-looking teen.  How Alex managed to hide those DDs is beyond
him, though he wished he'd been there to help out.  She looked stunning in
the pink flowery dress.  "Ok, this is a green screen.  We'll be taking
shots of you on city streets, in the woods, at school, in fields, on the
beach.  Anywhere we want.  If there's someplace you always wanted to go, I
can take some shots of you for your personal collection.  Anyhow, let's get
started," he said getting back to his equipment.

   "Great!  These will look great.  Ok, can we change into the Cooper
collection, start with the red flared one?" Drew ordered pointing to the
end dress on the rack.  "Where are you going?  We're not going to perv on
you.  Time is money, sweetie."

   Alex sighed, "I know you're new...I mean, as a woman...at this.  But
what you have underneath isn't anything.  Come one, we can be quick and you
can stand behind me if you're shy," she said holding out the dress.  She
looked at Drew and Daryl, neither of whom were looking over, "Sad.  These
guys have seen thousands of boobs and I think the thrill is gone for them,"
she sighed.

   Eve nodded, 'Ok, this is how the pros do it.  Try to look like I've been
here before,' she thought.  She pulled off the small dress before pulling
the red one over her head.  After smoothing down the material and adjusting
it, she stepped over to the stage.

   "Great, beautiful.  Alex, get the textbooks, it's the first day back to
school..." he instructed.  The dresses came off, replaced by others quickly
and Eve was told she was at a mall shopping, walking through the woods, at
school, on a date...all becoming a blur.  The changes happened so fast she
understood how much more efficient changing in front of everyone was and
soon didn't bother hiding behind the taller blonde or turning her back.

   She'd forgotten how exhausting three hours of posing, changing, and
being primped up could be.  At first, she needed to be told which way to
turn and stand but soon the only sounds were the clicking of the shutter
and encouraging words from Drew.  She found she felt relaxed and began
flirting with the camera and when the man called out, "It's a wrap," she
was both disappointed yet happy to go find a chair.

   "It actually is a wrap dress," she giggled as she flipped up the back
briefly exposing her ass.

   Drew laughed, "That's great, but let's save that for tomorrow...if Brian
sees what I saw today...when we go through the line of women's wear.  We
don't want to look too pervy."

   That night she got a call while making dinner.  She recognized the
number, "Hi Brian, I assume you were all disappointed with the shoot
and...really?  That's great!" she said happily.  "I can't wait to tell
Adam...Yes, I know, Adam and Eve.  What can I say?" She put down the phone,
picked up her husband's gin and tonic, and went into the living room.

   "Who was that?" Adam asked taking the drink.

   "That was Brian over at the photography studio.  They loved the shots
and asked me back tomorrow.  Also, he's asking me if I'd like to sign a
contract with them.  Isn't that incredible?"

   "I'm happy for you," he said dryly, "Make sure you get all the housework
done and you're home in time to fix dinner...speaking of which, When is
it?"



   Pin Money Pt.  02
Tuesday:

   "I heard you're part of our family," Alex said happily, "I knew they
couldn't let you get away," she said as they headed to the changing room.

   "Get away?  What do you mean by that?" Eve asked, "I'm stuck here in the
Springs.  I shouldn't say this, but i miss Illinois.  I feel trapped."

   Alex laughed, "No, you're not." She lifted her chin, "You have what so
many girls want...Christ!" she sighed.  "You have no idea, do you?  Your
figure is a ticket to anywhere in the world.  Ok.  Let's see, did you
complete your homework assignment as I asked?"

   Even though the woman had already seen all of her, she blushed as she
took off all her clothes and stood still as the beautiful woman squatted
down lifting a leg.  Eve felt self-conscious with her foot on the chair and
her crotch fully exposed to a woman she'd just met.

   "Nice!  Very nice, you have a beautiful pussy, did you know that?" she
stood up and handed the blushing girl a flimsy bra and thong.  "You'll wear
this under most of the outfits, so get changed and we'll get started.  Oh,
leave the wedding rings here.  They'll be safe."

   The young blonde pulled on the two pieces of underwear wondering about
the word most.  Would she be braless?  That makes sense, she thought.  Alex
told her to leave her clothes and walked her out to the racks of dresses.
She put on the first dress again impressed by how accurate they were at
getting her size.  Most of the garments she'd tried on were tight in the
bodice, but the first few at least were snug while not being too tight.

   She quit being bashful or trying to hide or turn every time she changed
and found herself facing Drew when he discussed the next series of shots.

   Drew no longer was giving orders but was saying things like "Nice! 
Perfect!  That look, yes," and other encouragements.  After a couple of
hours of shooting, he told the girl to take a break.  "Grab some water, a
snack, then we'll go through all these," he pointed to the other rolling
clothes rack, "You'll not be able to wear the bra but I'm sure you'll see
why."

   After the short rest, Eve held up the formal dress, "Are these for
real?" she asked.  "I mean, do women go out in something so...?" she tried
to find a word for flimsy or revealing.  The fabric clung to her hands and
without a bra...  She could almost make out her fingerprints.

   Alex laughed, "I do.  Try it on.  It's sexy and maybe Drew will let you
borrow one.  Take your husband to dinner and watch how attentive the wait
staff is," she said pawing through the rack.  "Let's get you dressed. 
Relax, they've seen a lot of you by now," she said as the girl hesitated to
take off the bra in front of the men.  "I've found the shoots go a lot
faster if I just get the men used to seeing my bits, it's when I try to be
modest that they try to see more."

   Eve felt self-conscious at first, turning her back, but she quickly
pulled on the dress.  The material was super sheer but had terrific hand.
At first, she thought someone would object to her nipples poking through
the material but Drew seemed fine with it, he even complimented her.

   "Nice, very nice.  The dress hangs beautifully, turn just so the light
catches," he said indicating her erect nubs.  "Daryl, raise the lighting
so...that's it.  You have a figure any other girl would kill for," he said
as the girl's erect nipples looked even more pronounced.  "That's great,
Drakes loves this type of shot," he chuckled.  He came over to the rack
standing next to her picking out a blue silk number.

   She hesitated when he told handed it to her, but she just shrugged and
pulled off the one and slipped the other over her head quickly.  Both men
were watching closely and since the flimsy material did nothing to hide her
form they weren't seeing that much more of her naked than dressed.  As she
started to head out, Alex stopped her and looked at her chest, "Never mind,
I can see we won't need to turn these on again," she grinned as she gently
pinched the girl's nipples causing both men to chuckle.

   She liked this dress as her body, especially her breasts and nipples
were being caressed by the smooth fabric as she took different poses.

   As the girl went back over to the clothes rack, she pulled off her dress
and handed it to Alex.  She was taking the next one when she heard the
photographer's voice.

   "Alex, for the last few she'll have to lose the panties...sorry, I guess
you knew that," Drew said seeing the glare of his assistant's face.

   The girl blushed as she pulled off her panties and was now fully naked
in front of two men and hurriedly pulled on the evening gown.  It was slit
up both sides past her hips and exposed her breasts just barely covering
her large nipples.

   She strode out and did a few poses and was soon joined by Daryl who'd
changed into a tux.  He was always behind or to the side, a hand gently on
her hip or her shoulder, and a few right under her breasts looking
possessive.

   She was keenly aware the man was aroused and rather than being upset
found it flattering.  'I actually am quite beautiful,' she thought as she
turned this way and that.  'I wish Adam looked at me the way these two men
do," she internally sighed.  She thought about the family photos in a few
days wondering if she could borrow one of these dresses causing her to
laugh out loud.

   "What was that for?" Alex asked, "You must have had a thought."

   The girl nodded, "Sorry.  I just had a vision of me wearing this when my
husband introduces me to the bishop or some of the priests he deals with
daily," she chuckled.

   "What does your husband do?" the tall blonde asked.

   Eve told her quickly as she straightened out the dress, wondering why
the woman had a strange look on her face.

   As she pulled off the last dress, Drew came over as if she weren't
completely naked.  "I talked to Brian Wallace and we would like you back
tomorrow for the swimwear shoot.  I assume you're ok with showing a bit
more skin?" he smiled as he looked at her nude form.

   Even blushed, "Sure.  I'd like that.  Can I ask a question?  What does
Brian Wallace do?  I checked out Brian Atkins and he and his wife Willow
Waters are the founders."

   "Yeah, to make it more confusing, I replaced Bryan Allen when I was
hired, anyhow, Wallace or Wally is Creative director.  He has the final say
over everything but he's a great guy to work for." He nodded at the girl,
"You'll never talk to either of the founders as they stay away from the
business."

   "That's why I was confused," Eve said, "my first call was from Brian
Atkins."

   Drew looked shocked and studied the girl.  He'd wondered why Wally was
so determined to hire this girl as there were a good dozen that were more
qualified...though none as beautiful.  He shrugged his shoulders and got
back to business.

   "Make sure you're completely trimmed as some of the suits are very
high-waisted, cut tight in front," he said looking down at her pubic hair,
"By the way, these shoots are $250 per hour.  A lot of girls are not as
comfortable showing skin, and I assume you're ok with it?  See you in the
morning?"

   Eve nodded dumbly.  She felt silly holding onto a dress realizing her
clothes were down the hall and she was discussing business as if she were
fully clothed.  She looked around and couldn't see the bra and panties
she'd come out wearing.  It didn't matter at this point.  She thought about
the money and if the shoot was again three hours, that would be $750.

   Drew walked away wondering how that girl's husband would ever get any
sleep with that next to him in bed.  He'd long become jaded with all the
beautiful women he'd photographed and it had been a while since he'd seen a
woman who'd gotten his blood pumping as this cute blonde has.

   *****

   Adam looked up as his wife placed the plate in front of him, "What's
this?" he asked.

   "Chicken enchiladas," the girl replied.  Alex gave me the recipe.  It's
really easy to make," she said smiling.  "I also found this terrific recipe
book with a ton more Southwestern dishes."

   The man looked at it, took a bite then nodded, "Ok.  Get me more beer,
won't you?" he said nodding towards his empty glass.

   She looked longingly at her warm plate and got up.  She took his glass
into the kitchen, refilled it then set it down in front of him, hoping just
once she'd hear a thank you.  She sat back down slightly pleased when he
looked at her and nodded.  It was almost thanks.  "I had a great shoot
today, they loved the pictures," she said to her husband.

   "Oh, speaking of which, Saturday they want all the families together for
a series of family photos and a group photo as part of a promotion, you
know, to personalize the organization.  Can you look presentable?  Maybe, I
don't know something that says family?" he asked before looking back at his
tablet.  He looked back up, "I hate to suggest it, but can you show off a
bit more than you usually do?" he patted his upper chest.  "I saw the
pictures from last year and I can only assume they like their women to show
off their motherly assets," he chuckled, "Today I met with Bishop...."

   Eve wanted to scream.  She'd never made anything as complex as this and
hoped he'd express approval or seem happy for her and even though he
considered her modeling a hobby, he seemed wrapped up in his world and it
seemed Eve was part of that only as a convenience to him.

   Eve focused on her meal and took another bite.  She was intrigued by the
various flavors, the heat, the savory spices.  She's rarely had Mexican
food but it seemed this was standard fare in Colorado and was looking
forward to some of the other dishes.  She hoped it wasn't too hot for Adam
but he'd not had any comment either way.

   Adam had been telling her about his day after he looked up from his
work. She was half-listening to his struggles getting some of the churches
to up their donations and pleased with others that stepped forward.  She
tried to listen, but it was very boring and she wanted to tell someone
about her day and how much they loved her but she knew he'd dismiss
anything she said.  She wanted desperately to get his approval showing so
much skin in the shoots knowing he'd see the catalog eventually, but
perhaps Drakes has the same views about women's breasts.

   "You seem upset," he observed, "you'll be fine.  Just be yourself.  From
what I've seen, the photographer knows what he's doing so do what he tells
you."

   Eve was shocked at first until she realized he was referring to the
weekend shoot, on the other hand the advice would apply to Drew also.

   After she put away all the food and did the dishes she went into the
living room.  "Are you coming to bed?" she asked, "Maybe we can fool around
a little?" she asked.  She sighed loudly when Adam just shook his head, not
even looking up from the notepad he was studying.  She shrugged her
shoulders and headed up to the bedroom thinking she'd need to verify she
was properly groomed.

   The blonde lay down with a mirror between her legs, checking to see if
she was fully trimmed and no stray hairs would be peeking out.  She felt an
ache in her bladder which made no sense since she just peed.  She thought
about Drew standing close to her naked body and how she could feel Daryl's
erection pressing against her ass causing the ache to increase.

   She got up and put on her night tee-shirt and panties and crawled into
bed.  She wondered when Adam might finish up and join her and if he'd
changed his mind about making love.  Maybe this time he'd let her get on
top...maybe he'd last more than a minute.  Her thoughts went back to
standing naked in front of the great-looking men and perhaps they'd see
more of her tomorrow causing the pang to increase tantalizingly.  She found
herself wishing she were back at the studio as she drifted off to sleep.