Five minutes later I was sitting on Lesha, trying not to squint at the flash. I think I managed it. But I didn't have time to smile, I didn't get the time right. But that's okay. This time we didn't look at the photos until Alexei came. He spilled his cum all over my apron!
We were resting on the sofa. Lesha lit a cigarette and offered it to me. I didn't refuse, though I hadn't used tobacco for a long time, so I coughed a little.
- Luda, how old are you? - the guy suddenly asked.
I waited for this question and was ready for it, although it was an unpleasant question.
- How old what? - I fooled myself.
- Well, years, - the guy already regretted that he had asked.
- A lot, I'll be fifty-seven on the 19th of September.
- I see, - said Lesha, and I was thirty-one in April ...
The guy took several deep puffs.
- Now he's going to ask me something unpleasant again," I thought for some reason, and I was almost right.
- Luda, how long do you intend to keep me on the hook? How many more sessions are we going to have?
- Are you tired already? Or do you dislike this kind of "labour"?
- No. But it's like I'm your slave. Although I could do it all on a voluntary basis.
- So do it on a voluntary basis, you don't owe me anything.
- Yeah, that's exactly what you think, but in reality...
They were quiet, but not for long.
- No, I don't.
- Models take off their underwear many hours before a photo shoot or before filming. So they don't show any marks.
- Another question. I understand that my boys will also be participating in these events? Am I wrong?
- You're not wrong, you inquisitive bastard. And, by the way, set them up beforehand, so it won't be a surprise for them.
Alexei's phone rang. He looked at the display and answered in a husky voice.
- Yes, sweetheart! - and went out into the corridor to talk so I couldn't hear. When he came back, he said.
- Luda, I have to leave now.
- It's so late.
Lyosha looked at his watch and grinned.
- How late it is.
We called a taxi and Alexei left. We parted simply, like colleagues, without hugs and kisses. Just like business partners. That's a good definition - business partners.
I was quite satisfied with the picture. I didn't get a radiant smile. I can't always show my teeth. I'll smile next time. I have them, "times" these, will be more than one and not two. I can feel it. That was good. I didn't show all my breasts, just the nipples. The pubic hair is barely visible. Should I leave it out altogether? I'll think about it. Also, I can't get the pictures to be the same brightness yet. One came out too light, bright and dark details just disappeared, as if dissolved. The other one came out a bit gloomy. On the contrary, dark fragments are highlighted too much. I don't know, is it that important? And now it's time to send the products to their destination, i.e. to upload them to the net. That's when I started to have doubts and my hand froze over the "Enter" key. I wrote about it at the very beginning of the first part of the story. And yet, the porn site accepted my works with open arms...
