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“Mmmm, yes. You make me forget about everything.” She made a little groan of frustration and stepped away from me.
“So, I got you some stuff for your shoot. And I can do your hair and makeup if you want. Or if you want to go natural, we can do that too.” I wasn’t sure. I kind of liked the idea of getting all dolled up, but I wasn’t really like that normally. Not that I didn’t wear makeup, but I tended to keep it on the light side. My hair was dramatic enough already.
“Can we do maybe a little bit?” I asked.
“Of course. This is all you. This is all for you. Whatever you want to do that’s what we’ll do.” I liked the sound of that.
“Can I see what you bought?” I wasn’t sure if I wanted to. This photo shoot was already going to be tough.
Lacey went and got a bag from under the bed.
“So I got a little bit of everything.” She dumped it out on the bed. Oh. She really had gotten everything. There were plain cotton tanks with briefs, lacy bralettes, a sport’s bra, a pair of lacy boxer shorts, a barely-there thong and one other thing. A corset.
“I estimated on the sizes,” she said sheepishly. She’d estimated perfectly.
“They all look good,” I said, running my hands along the pink lace bralette. It had matching panties and was so pretty and delicate. I’d never owned anything like that. I’d always worried the lace would just get torn in the wash.
“You like?” she asked, coming to stand beside me.
“I do. Very much. You didn’t have to do this.” I turned and found her face so close. Her eyes were more gold today. Almost like topaz.
“I wanted to. I wanted to buy something pretty for you to wear.”
I brushed my hand against her cheek.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” I paused with our lips just a whisper away from each other.
“Do you think I could maybe see you in something like this,” I asked, brushing my fingers along the lace set again. Lacey blushed like a sunset.
“I don’t know. I’m so self-conscious about my body.” I kissed her nose.
“It’s okay. Just an idea. But no pressure. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to, gorgeous.” I put my arms around her and squeezed.
“You’re the best,” Lacey said.
“No, I’m not. I’m terrible.” We both laughed.
“So, anyway,” she said, breaking the hug. “I thought you could pick what you wanted and discard the rest.” I picked up the lace bralette and matching panties and one of the cotton tanks.
“I don’t really think I’m a corset girl. I don’t fancy my ribs being smushed.” I shuddered.
“Yeah, I don’t blame you there. Okay, I’ll take the rest of these back if you don’t want them.” Lacey gathered up the rest of the items and put them back under the bed.
“So, I can get the studio tomorrow for a few hours, if you’re ready to do it.” Oh, wow. That was quick. I was kind of hoping I’d have a few more days to mentally prepare, but whatever. I could do this. I wasn’t going to be naked, for fuck’s sake.
“Sure, sounds good. Do I need to do anything special?” Lacey ran her hand through my hair.
“Just bring your gorgeous self and anything you’d like to wear. I have some jewelry in the studio already if you want to wear some. And some hair accessories, although, I think a simple shoot would be best for you. Is there any music you’d like?” Oh, I hadn’t thought of that. There was a lot to this thing.
“Um, whatever. I’m not picky.” Now I had a full day to stress and hope that she didn’t notice the cellulite on my ass, or the stretch marks on my thighs or that weird little scar I had on my belly from when I fell off my bike.
I mean, I wasn’t obsessed with my flaws, but photo shoots tended to kind of bring that stuff out in the open. I hoped that I looked okay.
“You’re going to be gorgeous,” she said, wrapping some of my hair around her fingers and tugging gently.
“I hope so.”
