My second chance ...continued! (Rosebud Photo) (Patreon)

“Should I take off this robe now?” I needed confirmation that it was time for me to get naked… 16 years later, the model I am now would have just walked on set naked, but I was still unsure of myself.

“Yes, hand it here,” my skinny white arm stretched out with the white terrycloth textured robe at the end of it, he took the robe out of my hands and hung it back up in the bathroom for a moment.

“Oh, I almost forgot to put on some background music,” the photographer stated. He proceeded to walk over to his kitchen and fumble with some discs, I sat there, naked except for some stockings and heels, wondering if anyone in the skyscrapers across from this building was looking at me. What are they gonna do… call the cops? Nahhh lol….

Smooth jazz vibes from the 70s filled the studio apartment. Not the genre I would have asked for, but I didn’t bring my cd collection so I wasn’t going to complain. I had been sitting there naked for at least an eternity and he was taking his sweet time putting away my robe and getting music going… but hey I was sitting naked in some old guy’s apartment! Hello, guy…. Take my picture!! I didn’t think about it at the time, but looking back, his lack of obsession over the fact that I was sitting there naked in his studio apartment was probably one of the main factors that kept me from feeling uneasy or creeped out.

Finally, he picked up his camera and started poking at its various buttons and dials. That seemed to take another eternity. I was still sitting there… naked… after a while he came closer to me, crouched down slowly with his camera to his eye, spun the lens a little, hovered… spun it again… and took one shot. I blinked…

“I blinked”, I reported.

“Oh just relax, I’m going to take a few moments to get the settings right, you don’t have to pose yet.” I didn’t have the vaguest idea what he was doing… so I just sat and patiently waited for another eternity while he stood there paying attention to the back of his camera, sitting there naked in this old guy’s apartment.

That back and forth dance of him taking a shot, staring into his camera and poking buttons and dials, happened over and over…. Is this what the whole photoshoot is going to be like? I agonized… sitting there naked in this stranger’s apartment…..

Stay tuned for part 3! 

*Kristy 

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