Up close and personal: FHM shooting - 1.

We're shooting for FHM today. Bridgett brushes my face with careful strokes while I wait, already bare beneath the thin robe. The photographer moves in close, tripod adjusted low, lens catching every angle. My ass spreads over the edge of the chair as I lean forward for him. Stockings bite at my thighs. The first flash goes off and the room tightens around us. I arch my back, blond hair falling across one eye. He steps in even closer. No polite distance left now. Just the shutter clicking and the heat building between my legs. I hold the pose. He keeps shooting. Neither of us looks away.