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Thanks to those who continue to read and review and those who provide me with constructive criticism - much appreciated. Sorry, it's another short one, but a little more about Spencer this time. I struggled writing the first half of this, so I only hope it's understandable.
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7.
"Rest your arms around the heel of the guitar… that's it…. tilt your head a little to the left and look down at the floor… good *click, click* now look up at me *click, click*… bend your right elbow and rest your chin on your hand *click, click*… great… now cross your legs, resting the body of guitar on your thigh and pretend to tune it… *click, click*… excellent… now play something and sing to me *click, click*."
Spencer moved around Ashley with purpose, completely absorbed in her work, taking snapshots of Ashley, who was sat on a simple chair, with not a stitch on, just her favourite acoustic guitar to cover her modesty.
"Ok well done Ashley, now come over here and sit on the piano stool and again play something."
Ashley did as she was instructed, trusting that Spencer knew what she was doing. Spencer got up on top of the black grand piano and lay down on her stomach, directing the camera at Ashley's face, naked shoulders and the barest hint of cleavage *click, click*. After capturing Ashley's different facial expressions, Spencer moved off the piano and walked around behind Ashley to take some rear photos, capturing Ashley's smooth naked back and rounded buttocks, while she sat playing the piano. Once happy she'd got the pictures she needed, Spencer instructed Ashley to lie on top of the grand piano. Ashley did as requested, climbing carefully onto the piano and lying on her back. Spencer strategically placed sheet music over and around Ashley, to again cover up her sensitive areas. Ashley was careful not to release the moan in her throat at the brief and accidental contact from Spencer's hands on her skin or the teasing contact of the sheet music on her stiffened nipples. Spencer was trying hard to keep her focus, but she couldn't help but think to herself how hot Ashley looked in this pose. She'd noticed her stiffened nipples and slight flush to Ashley's face, and arousal began to manifest itself in the pit of her stomach.
"Ok, now just place your arm up around your head and look up at the ceiling… *click, click*… and now look off into the distance, out the window maybe… *click, click"… and now look at me…" Spencer faltered slightly when she saw a look of pure lust in Ashley's eyes. She however tried to remain professional and carried on… *click, click*. "Ok... umm…." Spencer started huskily, before having to clear her throat "I think for the final shots you could lay on the bed here?" Ashley slid gently off the piano and sauntered over to the bed, lying herself down, again on her back. "Ok… can you turn on your side slightly… yeah…" Spencer paused for a moment, before picking up Ashley's Fender Stratocaster and handing it to Ashley. "Have it so the body of your Fender is resting over you hip and wrap your arm around its neck, whilst using the same arm to cover your breasts… great *click, click*…. Tilt your head up slightly and look at me… *click, click*.
Ok… that's brilliant Ashley, I think we're done!" Spencer said, slightly relieved. She'd been getting increasingly aroused over the last hour or so and the constant pounding between her legs was making it difficult to think. "You wanna go put on a robe while I load these on the laptop and we can pick the ones you like, if any?"
Ashley had noticed she wasn't the only one being affected by their photo session. Being completely naked and under the total mercy of Spencer's instructions had made her tingle all over and she could see Spencer had been struggling to concentrate for the last few shots, with her skin flushing pink and her eyes darkening to a wonderful shade of midnight blue.
"You know, I've never had someone focus on me so completely, the way you just did. I have to say that was hot. I've never become sexually aroused by someone just looking at me before" Said Ashley.
Spencer's breath caught in her throat. "I've never become aroused just by looking at someone either" she replied.
"Rather than me going and putting on my robe, you want to take off your own clothes and join me and my guitar here on the bed?" asked Ashley, raising a questioning eyebrow. Spencer grinned slyly, before peeling off her clothes and crawling up into Ashley's arms.
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Sometime later… Ashley and Spencer were lying side by side in bed, gazing into each others eyes.
"So what got you into photography?" asked Ashley, running her fingers up and down Spencer's bare arm.
"I don't know really. I always enjoyed watching people. Noticing their emotions, the way faces and especially eyes change depending on a person's mood. I love how lighting and shadows can completely change the mood of a shot. I remember being only 6 and going to the beach with my first disposable camera and taking pictures of little creatures in the rock ponds. I just fell in love with it."
"You're really good at it Spence. You really could make something of yourself you know."
"Yeah, well when people put you down enough during your life, it becomes more difficult to believe in yourself"
"Well, I believe in you Spencer Carlin and I believe you will be a famous photographer one day soon and it'll have been my hot bod that got you noticed," teased Ashley. Ashley suddenly became serious, wanting to know a little more behind the real Spencer. "Tell me about your family Spence? Do you keep in touch with them? Do they know about your career choice?"
Spencer laughed, slightly bitterly and paused before snuggling closer into Ashley's body.
"I had a good childhood mostly, but I realised I was gay when I was 16. Thinking back, I think I'd always known, you know? I think back to the times in school where we were playing kiss chase and I wished it was the girls I was running after! But it's not something you think about then, and peer pressure pushes you into dating guys, which just never felt right." Ashley murmured her understanding and urged Spencer to continue. "I finally plucked up the courage to confide in my mom, but she didn't take it too well. She kicked me out on the street by dragging me out of the house my by hair, shouting at me and telling me that I 'would burn in hell' and that I was 'never to set foot in her house again'. I hadn't even finished high school, but I had no other family or close enough friends where I could stay, which meant I had to make the decision to leave school in order to find a job, so I could pay for somewhere to stay and feed myself." Ashley pulled Spencer closer to her, before Spencer continued. "I had no qualifications, I had no fixed address. The only money I had, got me some food for a short while. All I was able to find was a paper round or a part time job flipping burgers, which I did for a short time, but they didn't pay enough money to do anything with, so I had to live on the streets for a short time. I ran into Madison somewhere along the way, and she took me under her wing and let me stay with her. But obviously I had to start paying her rent, so when I turned 17, and well paying jobs remained elusive, I had to make the decision to follow in Maddie's footsteps and got into prostitution to make a living." Ashley remained silent during this flashback into Spencer's life, instead providing silent comfort though gentle touches and nods in understanding, while continuing to listen intently. "I started off as just an escort, but the real money was in selling my body. I guess you could say it was fortunate that it was a woman who took an interest in me initially and it was that woman who I lost my virginity to" Spencer sobbed slightly, remembering how she felt that night and what she had lost, but recovered quickly and continued. "She was gentle, pleasant enough, but I still cried myself to sleep that night. I not only lost my virginity, but a part of myself to a stranger. I didn't want to have to sell my body for money, but it was a way to live… comfortably. I took to attracting curious women and women whose husbands wanted to watch me with their wives. I've always refused to let men fuck me, but I have done the occasional hand or blow job if business has been slow. I've managed to try and separate the real me from my job. I have the ability to take on a different persona when I work. It's the only way to become detached and emotionless. I have, as requested, not been in touch with my mother since. My father died before I was born, so I never got to meet him." Spencer smiled sadly. "So I'm carrying on, doing my job, paying my rent, hoping to maybe meet my princess charming who'll sweep me off my feet, while I try to save up enough money to go back and finish school. Maybe try to get a decent qualification, do something in photography perhaps, I don't know, just something so I can give up this kind of life" finished Spencer.
"Oh Spence, I'm so sorry." Ashley enveloped Spencer in a warm embrace, wishing this woman in her arms had been given a better start in life. But then… would Ashley have bumped into the beautiful blonde, who'd captured her attention in such a short space of time, under different circumstances?