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Murder twisted himself around my feet, meowing for attention. I fed him treats when Lacey wasn’t looking. I wanted him to love me. By the way he was trying desperately to burrow his way into my lap, I’d succeeded.
Lacey rolled my hair up and pinned it and applied what felt like a ton of makeup to my face, but when she showed me the final product, I just looked like a more polished version of myself. She did an amazing job. My shiny violet hair fell in soft waves over my shoulders. All I needed to do now was put on the bralette and panties and pose. She’d set up a few different scenes and I wasn’t going to admit that I’d practiced in my mirror at home.
Spoiler alert: I was not good at making sexy faces. I hoped that I would discover some hidden skill when Lacey turned her camera on. I didn’t have a whole lot of faith that would happen.
“Okay, beautiful, all you need to do is get changed and then we’re ready to roll.” She’d turned on some music and it turned out to be Adele. Interesting choice.
I scurried toward the bathroom and was pleased to see a robe in there for me. She’d also turned up the heat so I wouldn’t get cold. I slipped into the lingerie and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked like me, but better. Sexy. Or at least as close to being sexy as I was going to get.
“You can do this,” I said to myself and then realized I was talking to myself. Yikes. I shook my head and put the robe on, cinching the tie. Lacey Cole was going to see me in my underwear. I’d spent at least an hour in the shower last night getting rid of every offending hair that I could find. Now I was worried that I’d missed one or two.
Not that it mattered, she could airbrush them out. But still.
“You ready?” Lacey called to me and I turned and opened the door.
“Yeah,” I said, not sounding very confident. I came out to find her fiddling with the lights.
“Hey,” I said, my hands still on the ties of the robe. It just skimmed the top of my thighs, so this was the most unclothed I’d been with her.
The song switched to “Make You Feel My Love” which was a little disconcerting. I wondered if she’d planned that.
“Wow,” she said, staring at me. “You look amazing.” I looked down to make sure I wasn’t falling out anywhere.
“Um, thanks.” I fiddled some more with the robe and then she shook her head as if to clear it.
“Oh, yeah. Right. Pictures.” She was blushing. “So, what I thought we could do is have you start out sitting, to get you comfortable, and then move to standing and then the bed. But only if you’re comfortable. I’m only doing this if you want to, okay? You don’t have to take a single shot if you don’t want to. Or, I could take them all and then you decide that you want to delete them. This is all for you. You’re in charge, Anna.” I held the robe a little closer and nodded.
“Okay,” she said and motioned me over to a red velvet tufted chair that looked like something from a professor’s library.
“If you want to keep the robe on for the first few, that’s more than okay. I’m mostly going to take a few test shots to make sure the lighting is right.” I looked into her eyes and instantly calmed down. Her voice soothed me.
“Uh huh,” I said, sitting down. She arranged me with my hands in my lap and fixed my hair.
“Gorgeous,” she said, winking and stepping back to pick up the camera.
“Here we go,” she said.
“Do you want me to look at you?” I asked, trying not to move too much.
“Just stay right like that,” she said from behind the camera. She crouched down and clicked a few times.
“One, two, three,” she’d say and then there would be the click. I tried not to blink. Sure, I’d had my picture taken before, but not under these circumstances.
“Good, good,” she would interject. I wasn’t sure what, exactly, I was doing that was good, but I guess it was working?
She stopped and moved back.
“Now I want you to think about something warm. Something that makes you happy.” I looked at her.
“Now look away,” she said, but I shook my head.
“I just want to look at you.” She froze.
“I’m sorry,” I said, ducking my head and blushing. I hadn’t meant to say that out loud.
“No, it’s . . . it’s okay. I’m just a little taken aback.” I peeked up at her. She had a stunned look on her face.
“Sorry,” I said again.
