PART 4.

The photo session.

Lillian checked once more the paper sheet with the address that Megan gave her. This was definitely the place. Lillian looked at the elegant glass building in front of her. She felt intimidated. She knew that Megan was an event organizer for a marketing firm, but she didn�t know that her office was on the business district and that it would be so upscale. She had expected that Megan worked for a more informal firm, after all she had been a porn model.

Lillian approached the building door for the third time, she felt so inadequately dressed to enter the building that she chickened out the first two times.  The cutoffs denim shorts barely covered the curve of her ass, and the t-shirt left her navel uncovered, not to mention that it was tight enough to make obvious that she wasn�t wearing a bra. And the flip flops completed a completely trashy ensemble.

Contemplating her image on the glass door just feed her insecurity, and hesitation. She bit her lower lip and looked around with apprehension. It was almost her appointment time, so she breathed deeply and reuniting all her courage, she entered the building.

The building lobby was really big, and  it was mostly empty space; It was probably designed to impress the visitors;  just the reception desk and several groups of sits scattered here and there. Some of them were occupied by neatly dressed young men and women. Almost every man was dressed in elegant suits,  and most women were wearing blazers and slacks or modest skirts.

Lillian walked to the reception desk. The loud noise that her cheap flip flops made on the marble floor echoed along the big lobby drawing an unwanted attention to herself.  She was blushing and looking at the floor She felt so small, and self conscious; everybody else looked so professional and she looked so trashy, and so slutty. She wasn�t even wearing underwear, and it was easily noted, specially because her hard nipples were poking thru her sheer top. She was trying her best to reduce the noise of her steps but only managed to look more insecure and out of place. The security guard was eyeing her from afar, probably waiting for the best time to throw her out of the building.

When she reached the reception desk, she leaned on the desk and stood on her toes trying to get the closer to the receptionist as possible, then she tried to talk but only managed to mumble something,  her insecurity overwhelming her. The receptionist didn�t understand her so she asked politely,

�How can I help you ma�am?�

Lillian should have fell reassured by the kind and respectful treatment but her mind was blocked, overwhelmed by a myriad of emotions,  she pulled down her shorts trying to cover her ass better. The cut-offs were so short that barely covered her ass when she was standing normally but standing on her toes and leaning forward as she was, she felt that an inch or so of her ass was on display, increasing her shame;   once again she babbled some incoherent words in an almost inaudible voice, she felt the stares of everybody in the large room. The security guard was slowly approaching her and she knew she must say something or the guard would guide her to the exit.

She was bright red and felt like a shy little girl. Normally she would be delighted to be in a place like that. She had always dreamed to have an office in the business district and often had pictured herself entering confidently in buildings not so different from this one, but now she felt mostly afraid. She wanted to run to Megan�s apartment or to Tina or even to her trashy cleaning girl job.

She controlled her urge to run away, but it seemed to take all of her will, and her voice escaped her. She tried to think but couldn�t come with anything coherent to say. Fortunately the kind receptionist came to her rescue.

�Oh, you must be Lilly. Megan told me you were coming. Don�t worry, it is ok for a young high school girl like you to feel intimidated by this office setting. You will feel more comfortable once you are with Megan. You may sit over there, I will call her now�.

Then she made a discrete gesture to the security guard who hadn�t yet reached the reception desk, and he retired back to his place near the elevators.

Lillian remained sat, constantly fidgeting like a nervous little girl. She did not dare to take her sight from the floor. She didn�t want the idea of crossing sights with anybody in the room. She felt so inferior and so stupid.

�They must think I am some kind of bimbo. I dress like a slut and show the intelligence of a rock�. She thought shamefully.

She felt so out of place, and so scared; she realized that she would be more at ease in her crappy job or commuting in the subway or in Megan�s apartment. She immediately regretted her thoughts and feelings, but they were very real. 

It was just a few minutes after closing time, and to Lillian�s embarrassment a lot of people came out of the elevators. Many took a peek at her, most with surprise, but some also with lust or despise. She concentrated her sight on the floor even further, still she could hear some giggles, that she didn�t dare to verify if they were because of her. She had read the building directory and she knew that several firms shared the building, one of them sounded quite as a recruiting firm, and she felt scared that some college mate could be an intern there.

�What if somebody see me wearing this? What if somebody recognize me later when I ask for a job?� , she thought with anguish.

Still, if some classmates had seen this slutty girl, dressed as a daisy dukes wannabe, with her hair tied in a childish ponytail, they wouldn�t easily identify her as the always smartly dressed and carefully made up Lillian.

 Lillian felt relieved when she finally saw Megan, exiting one elevator. She had been humbly waiting for maybe 20 minutes.

Megan greeted her warmly and soon they were in the elevator traveling up to the 11^th floor.

Lillian managed to calm herself during the elevator ride and was relieved to arrive to an empty office. Megan guided her thru the cubicle maze to a meeting room. There were three neatly folded outfits over the meeting table.  Megan handed her a bag with underwear.

�Lilly. Peter is getting the studio ready for the shoot. He will photograph you first for the publicity proof of concept. Please wear the jeans outfit first, not quite your style but I bet you will still look very good. Once you are dressed, knock on the next door, there is Johanna, she will do your makeup and hair.�.

Lillian looked at the outfit with satisfaction. There were designer brand black jeans and a blue shirt that looked equally expensive and not so different in quality from the casual clothes that she had confined in the storage facility, she longed to put them on, her eyes shining with hope. She knew she will look casual and a bit juvenile but she will be a lot better dressed than any day in the last few weeks. Her thoughts were interrupted by Megan

�And Lilly� don�t forget to put on the underwear�

Lillian blushed at the comment.

�Megan must think that I am a total slut. She hadn�t seen the real me�, she thought to reassure herself, although she wasn�t so sure by then who was the real Lillian.

Half an hour later she was entering the photo studio. She felt more confident now. Johanna had done her makeup in a washed face style, just a light pink lipstick and a little bit of black mascara on her eyelashes. The lipstick color wouldn�t have been her choice as it made her look like a young tease, but otherwise she felt satisfied, specially with her hair. Johanna had made a great job styling her long red hair. It was a casual look but it looked wavy, almost like a shampoo commercial. All in all she looked great, like a high school dream girl, she looked beautiful,  innocent, but in spite of the modest attire she emanated some kind of restrained sexiness.

�Hi�, said Peter. �So you are Lilly, let me tell you that you look just great for the ads!�

Lillian blushed at the compliment. Peter was a forty something white man. He wore kaki pants and an informal black t-shirt, they looked informal but expensive.  He was a photography artist and looked relaxed and a little bit hipster. He used his hair in a ponytail in spite of his balding forehead, and portrayed a three days beard. He was smiling and was carrying a professional camera.

Lillian felt nervous, he looked really respectable, like an art professor (which indeed he was), and she felt ashamed that in an hour or so, she will be posing nude for him and Megan. She tried to push aside the idea that he most probably had seen the shameful powerpoint presentation that she made the previous day.

Megan had told Lillian that he once worked for the porno industry, but had successfully switched to marketing photography and thanks to him she got the job at the marketing firm in spite of her �artistic� past. Still it was hard to believe, he was far away from the lecherous stereotype of the porno photographer that she had in her mind.

Peter sensed her nervousness and started making small talk, talking about the weather, music, and even sport teams, while softly reassuring Lillian with nice compliments. He was tactful and respectful and little by little Lillian started to relax and feel her self-confidence return. She hadn�t feel this good and this level of respect since all this mess started. After all she was for once  neatly dressed and was being treated with respect by Peter.

Lillian was then escorted to the first set, it was just some patch of natural grass surrounded by two walls of green screen. Peter would replace the green screen with some landscape later.

�Ok. You may sit on the grass. Imagine that you are on the high school football field, near the bleaches and you are reading this biology textbook because you have a test the next morning.�

Seeing Lillian�s tension returning, Peter reassured her, �You can do this Lilly,  just relax and forget about the camera, you only need to imagine that you are in some park studying for your next biology exam�, them he thought

Lillian breathed, she had never imagined herself as a model. She always considered models as stupid girls that couldn�t do a real job, and a real drag for the feminism. But now she decided to try her best, partly because she wanted to get this over as soon as possible, and partly because suddenly it seemed too important to her to get Peter�s approval and to really satisfy Peter�s expectations.

While she was reflexing, Peter was thinking,

�Maybe remembering school could be painful for a dropout�,

So he said. �Lilly, just imagine that you are the best student there, everybody looks up to you and you are both admired and envied�

That completed the spell for Lillian. She quickly remembered her very successful high school and her self-confidence seemed to be growing by the minute.

Peter started shooting at random from several angles. At the beginning Lillian constantly turned to see him, but little by little she immersed herself completely in the activity and the make believe. She felt very happy; she even tried to learn something from the book but it seemed that her attention span was really short these days.

Peter captured her concentrated look, alternated with her constant distractions. Her face and gestures were very important for the shooting. The motto of the campaign that he had planned for the makeup for teenagers was �Emotions�, he wanted to say that this makeup didn�t hide the personality of the young girls behind a heavy mascara, instead it only remarked their natural beauty while letting their vivid emotions shine thru. His plan was to capture Lillian�s emotions in real teenagers situations, and then contrast her photos with mannequins wearing heavy makeup and portrayed in the same situations. The mannequins of course will look all the same one from each other and from one situation to another.

Peter was delighted, Lillian could be a dropout but she seemed to be a good actress because in spite of her distractions she seemed genuinely interested in the text book.

�Ok�, Peter thought, �Enough of that emotion, let�s go for another one�,  an then he said,

 �Very good Lilly, Now I need you to imagine that I am a boy that you have a crush on. Look at me�

Lilly turned to see him, but with his incipient baldness and his slight beer belly,  the photographer wasn�t really her type. So her sight didn�t show much emotion.

That went not unnoticed by Peter that tried to get more expression from Lillian,

�Come on Lilly, use your imagination.�,

Then Megan that had been taking photos from other angles, intervened  for the first time, �Lilly, Just think about the last guy that you made love with.�

Megan was probably thinking of Mr. Palmer, but Lillian�s mind traveled to the subway station earlier that day,  images of herself shamelessly sucking Tony�s cock invaded her mind making her feel both ashamed and aroused. She looked at Peter, blushed slightly and cast her eyes down in a way that Peter camera expertly captured as the shy flirtation of an infatuated girl.

�Perfect�, he said.

She then was sent to change into the next outfit. She put the short pleated skirt, the white blouse and the comfort black shoes. The whole outfit was made to remind the classical school girl uniform, but was not so obviously close  to the stereotype, so it could pass as something an authentic high school girl could wear to school.  For example, she wasn�t wearing any socks, the skirt was of a solid dark blue color and wasn�t really that short, it got around mid tight, and the shoes were black but were not so dorky and got a couple of inches heals.

Lillian looked at the mirror as Johanna refreshed her makeup. She knew she would have never dressed like this to go to school, still she felt not so uncomfortable in those clothes. There were still a vast improvement from the clothes that she wore at her arrival.  She admitted to herself certain satisfaction by finally looking sexy without looking cheap.

She returned to the studio. This time the green panels and the grass matt had been removed and in the place was arranged to simulate a classroom. There were a few student desks, a teacher desk and even a blackboard.

The room really reminded Lillian of her own classrooms back in high school.

�OK. Lillian, you look great again. Now stand next to the blackboard and copy this math problem from the text book.�

Lillian complied and Peter captured her confident look, successful look. She was feeling quite good, and she even left the book aside and started solving the problem, she wanted to impress Peter and change his opinion on her, that she was as Megan had told him a stupid dropout. But before she could finish, Peter interrupted her and said, �Very good Lillian, I have enough of that scene, now go to the teacher�s desk and grab the paper on top, imagine that it is your last biology exam, go for it and then return to your desk. Imagine the rest of the desks are full with your classmates. Imagine yourself anxious to know how you did�.

Lillian marched to the teacher�s desk, she returned her mind to her high school days and imagined her march to the teacher�s desk to pick her exam. She knew she had done well, she only needed to know if she was perfect or not. Still she felt apprehension just by that. She picked the exam and saw with satisfaction that it was an A+, with a handwritten note �Excelent!� on top. She felt a wave of pride as she was living it all again. She flashed a proud smile and looked around, as letting the others know how well she went. She carried her �exam� carelessly as she did so many times in high school, trying that somebody noticed the grade and the teacher�s note without showing it openly. She put the exam on her desk and reviewed it for a while, mostly to let her neighboring students see it, before storing it under the desk.

When she finished her little act, Peter exclaimed excited, �Wow, what a great performance! We are almost done�.

Then Peter directed Lillian to portray the scene in the blackboard and the picking of the exam, this time thinking it was a failure. Unfortunately this time she couldn�t get motivation from her own experiences and the acting was becoming fake. Peter was giving constant advice, but he was getting desperate. The photo shooting had been so smooth until then, and he needed the contrasts for this publicity sample to work.

Before things could get out of hand, Megan said, �You are doing great Lilly, we are almost over, wait for us here. Peter and I need to discuss something for a minute�.

A puzzled Peter followed Megan to the next room, he didn�t know what she had in mind but any help would be welcomed.

A few minutes later Megan and Peter returned. Megan walked to the blackboard and erased the solution to the problem that Lillian had started to write in the blackboard. She also replaced the fake exam with a �C� grade that Lillian was failing to act on.

Then she said, �OK Lilly, hand me your skirt and your panties!�.

The phrase left Lillian speechless. She didn�t expect it so soon. She wasn�t ready for the porno photo session yet, specially not after dressing and behaving like her old� �real� self for the last hour or so. She had indeed put the idea of the nude photos out of her mind during the entire session, negating the reality that she was there for them and not really for this decent modeling job . She started babbling something, then she reunited her composure and said, �Are we already over with the publicity test session?�

Megan didn�t answer, she simply extended her hand, �I am waiting slut�,

Lillian blushed, ashamed that Megan called her that way in front of Peter. For a moment she tried to stand against Megan and regain some self-respect but she knew she needed the studio photos. Blushing she lowered the zipper of the skirt and then took it off along with her panties. Megan tossed the clothes aside and then said.

�OK. Lilly, You have three minutes to solve the problem on the blackboard, otherwise the photo session is over�.

�But why?�, said Lillian that was all confused by this and still felt very ashamed to be half naked in front of the respectable Peter.

�Your time is ticking�, was Megan�s only response. She was intently looking at her watch.

Lillian walked the blackboard, she felt very nervous and self-conscious of her bare ass and bald pussy on display. She tried to solve the problem, a few minutes ago she had thought it was an easy one, just basic algebra, but now her mind was blocked by the adrenalin.  Images of herself being in a real classroom dressed as she was flooded her mind. She was becoming aroused, and her nervousness increased as she realized that she was loosing precious time immersing herself in stupid sexual fantasies. 

She started writing, but then she erased her attempt of solution and restarted again, blushing at her own incompetence. She didn�t know what to do,  her mouth was partially opened, cutely reflecting her feelings of perplexity, and then Megan added to her nervousness saying, �1 minute left�.

Lilly was in panic mode, she needed to solve the problem otherwise, she probably won�t get the photo session. She bit her lower lip, and started dividing and multiplying numbers at random trying to find the answer by proof and error, all the while fantasies of herself half naked in a real classroom, and being mocked by her classmates for her state of undress and her clumsiness invaded her mind, breaking her concentration, arousing her and  further clouding her math abilities.

Then Megan voice interrupted her, �OK. Time is over�.

Lillian�s face of shock and fear was priceless, and Peter captured it with his camera as he had with all her vain attempt to solve the problem.

Megan approached the board and said, �You didn�t have a clue, and you even have half of the simple arithmetic operations you attempted wrong�.

She looked down ashamed, she wanted to show Peter that she wasn�t a dumb slut, but now he was looking at her with an amused smile.

�Don�t worry Lilly, we will do the shoot anyway. I didn�t really expected for you to solve the problem, I know you can�t, I just wanted for you to really try�,  said Megan.

Lilly was red with shame, but before she could recover Megan said, �Now go to the teacher�s desk and get your biology test result�

Lillian marched to the fake teacher desk again, this time however her gait was lacking self-confidence, she was exposing herself for that pair and they looked more amused than anything. Peter was still shooting his camera constantly and that added to her nervousness, but she tried to assure herself that he won�t use these photos for his client. She picked the �exam� and turned to see it facing the back of the �classroom�.

Lillian blushed, the �exam� was a blank page. It had a big handwritten �F-� in red, and a big printing of a photo of herself tied in the couch blindfolded with her legs spread wide,  and her hands tied behind her back. Her pussy was obviously wet and her mouth was partly open. A text in big letters completed the ensemble, �You are not college material, just a dropout slut�.

Lillian contemplated the page for a few seconds, her face reflecting defeat as a million thoughts filled her mind. Then she felt suddenly conscious that the sheet contain could be seen by Peter or captured by his camera and instinctively she clenched the paper against her chest and marched to her desk, her red face showing shame and anguish  while  looking at the floor.

�OK. Wonderful�, said Peter to Megan. He was pretty satisfied with the range of emotions that he had achieved to capture from Lilly. If she wasn�t trying to enter the porno industry, he would have recommended his client to use these very same photos for the campaign. He would have trouble getting that range of emotions from a model or even an actress.

He was so excited about his work that he had to try.

�Lillian, you were great. I think you can really model, I can get you some shoots, I could even pay you for this one if my client accept the publicity idea, but that won�t be possible if you pose for nude photos. If you are doing it for the money, believe me, only a few porno models make good money. If this campaign is aired, I could pay you 5 thousand dollar, maybe even more. And it surely will get you more jobs. So please tell me that you don�t want to continue with the shoot?�

Lillian was speechless. On one hand she was emotionally drained, and she wanted to end the session right then, and on the other, she knew she really needed those studio photos. She had made so many sacrifices for them that it would be stupid to give up now that she was so close.

Megan was angry with Peter for stabbing her like that. She really wanted to have Lilly photographed, she wanted her anxious to enter the porno  industry. That is where her power over the little sexy thing came from, and she didn�t like the idea of Peter helping her get all decent. She liked better the slutty and easily manageable Lilly. She was about to say something when Lilly surprised her by saying.

�I� I want the shoot� we are already here you know�  and I almost dressed for the event��, she said blushing at the last phrase, �we can take a few photos for my� my portfolio and I promise to think about your offer latter�

Peter was surprised, almost every girl that he knew in the porno industry, including Megan, did it for the money, and as soon as they saw a door out they take it. Still he realized the nude session was too risky for his plans. Once she had high quality photos of herself, she could easily sell them in the net. Maybe she was too desperate for the money and couldn�t wait, maybe she didn�t fully trust him in this.

�Why don�t we compromise a little? You give me two weeks, I will try to get you an offer for this shooting, I will try to get at least 10,000 USD for it, and if I fail or if you still prefer the pornography portfolio, well� then we shoot it�.

Lillian�s mind spun for a moment, �$10,000! That�s a lot of money, I could maybe make more modeling than working in my professional field!�, but then she tried to remain focused, �but that is uncertain, and modeling is not my planned life, and if I don�t bring those photos to Ms. Barbara, I will fail my thesis and I could be accused of academic fraud and��, for the first time she realized the potential financial consequences of an academic fraud accusation. She will stop receiving money from her trust fund, and she will have to start paying for her scholarship, but without the possibility of a professional job and without the help of her trust fund it would be very hard.

�No, it won�t happen. I will save my thesis and show everybody that I am a successful girl and��, Lillian continued mussing,  she was confused and tried to find a way to go along with the shoot while saving some face and keeping the modeling opportunity open. The idea of having that kind of income was pretty attractive, even if it was just once, it would help her regain her independence from Karen and Megan.

Megan was also thinking. She felt disappointed and divided. She really wanted to photograph Lillian, and keep controlling her. The last few days had been a real rush for her, but she also have a debt with Peter, he was her friend, her mentor and she owed him her job. She must support Peter, but she decided to have some fun in the process, she will impress her mentor, and she still have some little hope.

Before Lillian could come with an answer, Megan said. �OK Lilly, this modeling career could be a chance for you. Maybe you should take Peter�s offer, but you must decide right now. If we proceed with the porno portfolio, Peter could not risk to use you in any publicity, because a nude photo of you could pop up at anytime in the future damaging the image of Peter�s clients.�

Peter smiled discretely at this. He knew that Megan was a bisexual, and he sensed that she had something going on with that girl, still she was being loyal to him. He decided to return the favor.

�Listen Lilly, maybe we can take some nude photos of yours, but I will keep them for three weeks, you won�t have a copy during that time. That way there is no risk that the photos end in the wrong hands before I am able to make you a proposal. How does it sound to you?�

Lillian felt the floor opening below her feet.

�I need the photos tomorrow, or they will be useless, and I deserve to have them, I deserve to save my career after all the sacrifices I had made�, she thought and before she could plan something smart to say she blurted out:

 �I can�t wait for three weeks�. She blushed at her own eagerness.

Megan hid a smile, she had hoped something like this. She suspected that Lillian had promised the photos to a boyfriend, or to her lecherous boss. Or maybe her boss or somebody else was blackmailing her someway. She really didn�t care too much, as long as she got this power over Lilly.

Megan then realized that her fun could end with the photo session as Lillian was going to get what she wanted, she decided to go for the killing, as she really didn�t have much to lose.

�OK Lilly, I see that you really want to have these photos in your hands now, but this could be a life turning decision for you. If we proceed with the session and I give you the photos as we said before, it will close the doors for any serious modeling job to you, so you will be completely committed to make a career in the porno industry�

Peter realized the manipulation by closing Lillian�s options to these two, but he considered that Megan was making another attempt to support him.

Megan continued, �Karen and I could not support you forever, so if you decide to go to the porno, you must agree that I have half the rights of your portfolio and a release form signed, just in case I want to promote you.�

Lillian was getting ditzy at all this talk, but oddly she was also getting horny.

�And let me tell you something, I don�t want to disappoint you but there is not much demand for glamour photos, the real money is in the kinky stuff. So if you are serious about a porno career, we better make a more advanced portfolio, I think some bondage sex will do the trick�

Lillian was speechless and blushing red. Megan was pretty confident of her strategy, but she sensed that Lillian felt ashamed having this conversation in front of Peter and she could still back off because of it. So she said

�Don�t say anything, you need to give this a serious thought. She approached one of the student desks of the studio and put Lillian�s skirt and panties over it, then pulled a few things of her handbag and put them in another desk. There was a pair of handcuffs with  their keys,  a  neck chain, a pen and a  generic release form, she filled the blanks with her name, and a rough description of the pornographic nature of the shooting .  

Megan continued, �Peter and I will go to the meeting room over there. We will wait 10 minutes for you to take your decision. If you want to be a nice and decent publicity model, you will put on your skirt and panties and destroy the release form. If you decide so, you may keep the outfits that you wore for Peter�s session, so you start building a decent wardrobe; otherwise, if you feel the need to be slutty and pursue a porno career,  you will take off the rest of your clothes,  you will fill your complete name in the release form and sign it, and then you will hang both cuffs keys in the neck chain and put it on, then you will cuff your ankles together,  your hands behind your back and wait for us on your knees.�

Megan didn�t know if she will do it, but just by saying it she was having a big power rush and her own pussy was dripping.

Peter was amazed, and was intrigued that Lillian didn�t immediately balk.

They went to the meeting room and watched the clock constantly, waiting silently for the 10 minutes to pass.

When they returned, and to Peter�s shock, they found a naked Lilly, handcuffed as instructed, knelt with her knees wide apart, her pussy was swollen, shiny  and red. Sue was blushing, from her shoulders and up and she had her sight cast at the floor. She had hesitated for a few minutes before deciding that she won�t risk her trust fund and her career plans for an uncertain publicity modeling career, no, she knew she must stick with her plan, at the time she tried to convince herself that her dripping pussy had nothing to do with her decision.

Still she was very ashamed and when Peter asked her why, she tried to come with a less embarrassing explanation for her weird decision.  

�I am sorry Peter, but there are already a few naked photos of me in the internet, I got carried away some day and posted some on  amateursluts dot com, I am sorry�

Megan quickly browsed the site and found Lillian�s post of the day before. It was a very popular thread. She noticed that Lillian�s face was blocked in all the photos, she smiled and keep it to herself.

�Oh, I found it,  I see that you posted your favorite photos, the ones in your powerpoint presentation. Great!�, Said Megan.

Lillian blushed, she wanted to keep those post secret, and now that crazy girl knew about them. Well it was all her fault.

 �Smile!�, said Megan. And Lillian did her best effort to smile. Her first studio nude photo,  and it wasn�t and innocent one, she was cuffed, and obviously aroused in what seemed to be a classroom, and worst of all, she was smiling dumbly like a low class bimbo.

Lillian shivered at her own image. Then they started photographing Lilly, from several angles. Peter and Megan alternate giving the orders. There were no more respectful instructions but barked orders that Lilly obeyed without thinking.

�Open your legs slut, separate your knees� good�

After a few minutes they opened the  cuffs, liberating Lillian�s legs and hands. She thought with relief that they were over but then Megan say,

�You are doing fine slut, now step over the teacher�s desk� that�s it. Sit facing the �classroom�, now bend your knees and open your legs� perfect�

While Megan talked,  she and Peter were constantly taking pictures, very embarrassing pictures indeed.

�Now, I will make a little video, I want you to touch yourself�

Lillian was paralyzed, she was very embarrassed and to be ordered to masturbate in front of Peter was just too shameful. Certainly all of her hopes of making a good impression to Peter were trashed when she apparently preferred an uncertain porno career than a more probable, profitable, and decent publicity modeling career; but nonetheless she was still ashamed, and the idea of masturbating in front of that respectable man was just too much.

She was however, very horny and overwhelmed by a bunch of emotions caused by her own decisions, and the way it was all developing. She felt confused and thinking clearly had never seem  tougher for her.

Megan saw Lillian�s hesitation and decided to push further, leaving her no time to think, and trying to crush any self-stem that could stop her to be a wanton model.

 �Come on slut, you know you want to. I bet your dying to come. Peter already know what a slut you are�

Lillian started shyly touching her pussy, rubbing softly her outer lips.

Megan saw with satisfaction that Lillian was starting to get in the mood again.

�Look at Peter in the eyes� very good�rub your clit, don�t be shy� excellent!�

Lillian looked at Peter while furiously rubbing her clit. She saw scorn in his face, but she could also sense that he was getting horny too. She felt and odd proudness. She was putting a good show. She entered then a dream-like state. She started to put one finger inside of her pussy, then a couple, then she felt ashamed and averted her eyes, and retired her hands, but she was too aroused to stop and quickly she was at it again. It was a strange fight between her shyness and good sense against her horniness, and a strange satisfaction of being wanton in front of Megan and Peter.

Megan, went for the killing,

�Now look to the desks, Imagine they are full with your classmates. Imagine they are looking at you right now. Imagine the kids that you didn�t give the time of the day, now looking at you naked and rubbing your pussy for their amusement.�

Lillian could vividly imagine a strange mix of  her former high school classmates and her current college ones. She imagined them seeing her degrade herself like a common whore. She, the demure feminist, acting like the worst slut. The humiliating idea, just added to her arousal.

�Imagine your enemies, boys or girls seeing your performance, along with the boys that you turned down or that never got to first base with you.

Lillian could clearly imagine it, and she was getting hornier by the minute.

�Of course, soon you won�t have to imagine that, because once we sell this video on the net, many of them will indeed see you masturbating for their entretainment , and they will tell the others�

Lillian blushed, but didn�t stop fingering herself while feeling her tits with the other hand.

Lillian was on the verge of an earth shattering orgasm when Megan said.

�Stop! Slut. We have enough of this scene�

Lillian babbled something, �but��, she was desperate to come, and her hands were still over her pussy, but she wasn�t masturbating anymore.

�Stand up by the desk and cross your hands behind your back Lilly�

Lillian complied slowly, she was sweating, and her respiration was still short and fast.  Megan approached her and tied each of her wrist to the opposite elbow.

Lillian looked at her with apprehension and desperation. Her hair that had been beautifully combed at the beginning of the session was now plastered on her face, giving her a somewhat wild and sexy look.

�Don�t worry, you will get to come, just not yet. We just need a few photos with a real cock�, said Megan.

Peter was horny as hell, but he was not stupid.

�Don�t look at me�, He said amused, part of him wanted to do it, but he was not a careless teenager anymore,  �and don�t even think of letting her do you on camera, even if your face is hidden, it could seriously damage your career if somebody points the finger�

Lillian barely registered that phrase, of course the career risk also applied to her, specially as her face was pretty clear, but she was simply too horny and too anxious to come in order to think.

�You�ll never see me again in front of the lens, so keep dreaming you pervert!�,  said Megan playfully, �And I knew you would chicken out. Just tie her in the chair. M Style, I will return in a couple of minutes�.

Then Megan parted laughing leaving Lillian alone with Peter. She was blushing and she could see a bulge in Peter�s pants. He pulled the wood chair that was acting as teacher�s chair without taking his eyes off Lillian.

Then he finally broke the awkward silence.

�Sit on the chair. Good, now put your legs over the armrests�, said Peter as if he was asking her to toss her hair or something equally innocuous.

Lillian complied blushing, exposing even more her very wet pussy. Peter tied each leg to the armrest. Then they waited for a few minutes for Megan to return. The wait was pretty shameful for Lillian, as Peter silently ogled all over her body with lust and contempt, and she couldn�t do anything, not even close her legs to hide her aroused pussy. Peter didn�t make any effort to conceal his open stares at her very wet pussy. Here she was all exposed in front of the man that she wanted to impress just an hour or two ago, a man that had showed interest in talking to her and making her feel good, but now she felt that for him she had turned into a mere object. She interpreted his silence as the lack of interest of talking to a �thing� other than to bark orders.

This thoughts was having strange effects on Lillian, they were mining her self-confidence but at the same time were making her hornier. She was divided, she wanted the session to end and recover some self-respect, and she wanted desperately to come. She was still deciding what to ask Peter for, when Megan returned to the studio.

She was walking happily along with a man of the office cleaning service. He was a tall and strong white young man, dressed in a blue overall.

�Paul, this is Lilly. She is a colleague of yours, she is a cleaning girl, but she aspires to be a porno model, as I told you. So what do you say are you in ? Remember that your face won�t be visible in the shoot, just your cock.�

Paul was 19, he was careless and not so aware of the long term consequences of his actions as probed by the bunch of tattoos that portrayed in his biceps and forearms. He wasn�t neither aware of his rights, he just thought that the girl was hot and she looked so desirable in that bondage that he would have happily give a month�s payment just to touch her. And of course, if she wanted to suck his cock, he for sure won�t stop her.

�Of course�, said Paul with a big smile, which showed his yellow teeth.

Lillian looked at him, normally she wouldn�t give this guy the time of the day, but right then she was so horny and so emotionally exhausted that she just wanted for the shoot to end, and of course, she wanted her orgasm, after all she deserve it, she had suffered too much that night.

Megan said, �Paul pull out your cock and stand besides the chair�closer�  that�s it, now begin doing your job slut�

Lillian turned to see Megan like imploring. For a moment Megan thought that it was just too much for Lilly, but then she read something in her face and said.

�You want to come, don�t you?�, she said.

Lilly blushed bright red and without making eye contact she simply nodded.

�Well, let me help you.�, she pulled another toy from her handbag. It was a pink vibrator that she turned on in a low speed. The vibrator was wide, around one and half  inches of diameter.

�Do you want this? Well, you just have to ask for it�

Lilly looked at Megan in the eyes and said in a cracking voice, �May I have the dildo please?�

�of course Lilly�

Megan easily inserted the dildo into Lillian�s wet pussy.

Lillian started twisting her hip, which sent the vibration of the dildo straight to her clit. She was however disappointed that the vibration was so low.

�Could you turn it up please�, she said in an almost inaudible voice.

�Of course, said Megan� as she upped the speed a couple of notches sending pleasurable waves to Lillian, �but to make things interesting, if you come before Paul, I won�t give you any studio photos until next week�

Lillian rolled her eyes in despair and started licking Paul�s dick which was already erect.

�Imagine that you are a College girl, a very mediocre one, and you know that this janitor cleans the teacher�s lounge and you have asked him to look into the trashcans for drafts of exams hopping you can find the ones you need. He had agreed, but didn�t want money, he wanted sex instead. He likes his sex kinky, and you agreed because you had no choice, you are too dumb and too lazy to pass the subjects on your own. So basically you are sucking the janitor�s cock in hope of getting better grades and avoid being kicked off the university�

Lillian immersed more and more in the fantasy that Megan was creating, and she was getting hornier by the minute. She realized that the fantasy was not so far away from the reality, she was indeed sucking a janitor�s cock, in an attempt to cheat her teacher, trying to avoid being expulsed from college.

Lillian blushed with shame, and even paused her ministrations for a few seconds, but then she completely ignored the video and photograph cameras that moved all around her. And started sucking with enthusiasm. She imagined being the dumb, slutty girl that needed to suck cocks to get approving grades. She felt her orgasm starting to build again, and reluctantly she stopped rotating her hips. She then alternate swallowing as much of Paul�s cock as she could and expertly licking his balls and sucking on them for a while,  and then licking all the way up to the tip of his shaft to start it all over again.

When he sensed that he was about to come, he pulled out as he had seen in uncountable porno movies and pumped his sperm all over Lillian�s face and hair.

Seeing he coming. Lillian felt now free to twist her hip rhythmically, stimulating her clit with the vibrations of the dildo. Paul was still pumping the last drops of semen over her when Lillian exploded with probably the strongest orgasm of her young life. She then collapsed exhausted.

�Hey, you are really a great cocksucker ho�, said Paul in a loud voice.

That broke the enchantment. Both Megan and Peter realized that they had crossed the line. Their boss allowed them to use the studio to take a few nudes, not to film a porno movie.  They briefly crossed sights and confirmed each other�s apprehension.

Peter was the first to regain some control and said, �Silence! We have to go immediately�, he then took Paul with him and said. �And you. Not a word of anything that happened here, no bragging, no nothing. You have to keep it to yourself, If I hear any rumors about this, I will deny that it happened and have you fired. On the other hand, if you keep quiet, we can ensure that you have good times with Lilly  now and then.

Paul nodded. He resolved to keep it to himself, he wasn�t as concerned with consequences but the second part of Peter�s argument was pretty convincing.

Meanwhile Megan had untied Lillian and was helping her clean herself and the studio with the help of a bunch of tissues.

Peter returned a few minutes later with an aroma spray and after spraying all the area, he said.

�Let�s go now. Come on I will give you both a ride home�

. . .

A few hours later Lillian was trying to get some sleep in Megan�s apartment couch. She was restless, constantly  tossing around. The trip back home had been a total embarrassment. After Megan untied, she was given just an old Peter�s t-shirt to wear,  he probably used it as a rag. Then she was sent to the elevators and Peter instructed her to go to the basement #3 where his car was parked. She smelled of semen and was barefoot and naked under the t-shirt. Neither Peter nor Megan wanted to be cached with her in her current condition.

Megan collected Lillian�s clothes and Peter dismounted the equipment and did a final check that there were no remains of Paul�s or Lilly�s fluids.  All in all, they came down to the parking space at least 10 minutes after Lillian.  Lillian had waited nervously in the almost empty park lot. She was dirty, barefoot and just covered with the old t-shirt that barely covered her pussy. She felt disgusted at herself, and inferior to everyone else, even to that Janitor Paul.

During the ride home, she was completely ignored by the other two that were chatting animatedly. Once the danger was over, they felt pretty exhilarated with the whole session thing. Once at the apartment, she waited for Megan to use the bathroom and then she showered for a long time.  She came out of the bathroom dripping,  she had used the little towels to dry herself as much as she could, but it wasn�t enough. She found with desperation that the trunk with her clothes was still locked and Megan was already in her room. Lillian wanted desperately to get dressed, but she didn�t want to piss off Megan, after all she still needed her to give her the photos. The only thing that came out fine was that Karen was not in the apartment, she didn�t want her to know about the shoot, and would have die of embarrassment if Karen had seen so cheaply dressed and smelling of semen.

A new loud moan from Megan,  pulled Lillian out of her memories and back to the present. It was not only her remorse and her nudity which had kept her so unease in her sleep, but fact that she could perfectly hear Peter and Megan making love with passion in the next room. The constant giggles, moaning, and the bed squawking sounds were a torment for Lillian. They should be going for round three by then, and Lillian could not avoid to think that it was her own performance what  got them all excited. She wondered what it would be like to know that a lot of people masturbate or even make love thinking about you degrading yourself in front of a camera.

Lillian wanted to embrace herself, to comfort herself, and she finally rubbed her pussy until she felt asleep.

The meeting with Ms. Barbara

The next day, Lillian wake up early in spite of her previous day exhaustion and her restless sleep. She had already showered, had taken breakfast, and had combed her hair in a ponytail by the time Megan and Peter got out of Megan�s room. Of course Lillian was still naked, she didn�t have anything to wear. Fortunately Peter barely acknowledged her, he simply kissed Megan on the cheek and left running.

�Megan, I need the photos now�, said Lillian and regretted her wording, it simply sounded too desperate. �And my clothes of course, I have to go to work and��

Megan had expected that, and had prepared her response in order to keep her control over Lillian.

�Don�t worry Lilly. I already have my six favorite pictures of yesterday�s session in this memory. But let me do the promotion, I still have some contacts you know. I will start today and I bet I could land you an audition and a paid photo session in probably a week or two.  Maybe even a video. More than that, I think I could get a customer for yesterday�s session, it could pay you $500! I�ll call you later when the deal is done, I can do all the paperwork, I already have your release form!�, said Megan full of excitement.

Lillian head was spinning, �No please Megan�. I am still not ready� you know� to really make it public� please�

�But this is what you want don�t you? Otherwise why were you so eager about the photo shoot and why are you so anxious to have the photos now?�

Lillian felt trapped, she needed the photos or all of her sacrifices would have been in vain. �Yes I want it, but.. but I am not ready yet� �, then she blurted what she thought was a clever idea, �I have thought that if I spend some time looking at the pictures, I will feel more comfortable with them, and It would make it easier for me to accept that other people see them too�

She felt pretty satisfied with her response, but Megan put her again of balance by responding.

�OK, I understand. It is a good idea, I will give them to you, but I don�t think it will be enough. We need to do more things to make you more comfortable with the idea of being seen by thousands of unknown men and women that will be lusting after you. I will give you this memory with the 6 photos if you agree to three conditions�

�Yes�, said Lillian without thinking. She realized that she was becoming very easy to manipulate but she wanted that photos now and she couldn�t think of any other thing.

�First. The �always naked rule when at home�, remains in effect. I know you did it to probe that you were ready for the session, but now you�ll need it to get more comfortable with the idea of everybody watching your naked body�

Lillian softly nodded, it was maybe too much, but maybe after she got her photos she could get Karen�s help to tone this down. On the other hand, her pussy was starting to get wet again.  She then realized that she rather confront Megan, even make it up for her someway, instead of Karen getting to know about her shameful session.

She was gotten out of her thoughts by Megan description of the second condition, which she just partially understood.

��need to do something about your clothes��, she vaguely listened.

�Excuse me?�, said Lillian.

�OK. Let me repeat it for you in a very clear way. I forgot that you are a slut that gets easily distracted with her pussy�

Then Lillian realized that she had been softly passing a hand over her wet pussy. She retired her hand quickly and blushed.

Megan smiled and said, �Some of your clothes are not slutty enough for you, and we need to get you out of your comfort zone. So you accept that people see you as the slut you are.

So the rule is this:

Every day you will pick your most decent outfit and I will exchange it for a new one, a revealing one that fits more with your personality.  I already picked some outfits for you in the thrift shop. You are going to love them!�

Lillian blushed, what was Megan thinking ? She didn�t have any decent clothes right then.

But if you cheat and don�t pick the most decent one, you will give me that outfit and I will pick another one, all in exchange for just one outfit. Let�s start now,  bring me your suitcase; I already opened your trunk�

Lillian rummaged thru her luggage, she felt a hole in her stomach. After she gave her jeans to Maria, there wasn�t really any outfit that she would consider decent. Still she knew that some  were more shameful than others, so she picked the denim shorts along a black t-shirt that went beyond her waist and was made of slightly thicker fabric.

�Nice choice Lillian. You are really getting into the spirit�, then she pulled something out of her bag. �Here, have this new outfit. You love it, don�t you?�

Lillian took the garment in her hands, she was hesitating, trying to think how she would look in it. She promised herself that she will have to find a way out of this craziness before she had to wear the outfits chosen by Megan.

Megan pulled her out of her stupor. �Try it now�.

Lillian obeyed. The little gray t-shirt went only to about 2� above her navel, the sleeves were very short and covered just the middle of her shoulders. The shirt was a little tight, but the fabric was not so sheer. It has the logo of some music band that she didn�t recognize. Then she tried the even skimpier shorts. They were blue, and were made of cotton, they felt soft and fitted her very tightly, like a second skin. She blushed realizing that at least a couple of inches of her cheeks were on display, and the shorts were very low riding. If she would have had pubic hair, it would have shown. It make the distance between her t-shirt and the shorts look enormous.

She blushed, �Thanks Megan�, she said insincerely, and started pulling taking off her t-shirt to change into less shameful clothes when Megan interrupted her,   

�No time to get naked again Lillian, Come to the kitchen table and bring your computer�

Lillian blushed at Megan�s misinterpretation of her actions. She put the t-shirt again and complied, �Maybe she is going to finally give me the picturest.�, She hoped that Megan had forgotten about the third condition.

 �OK, Lillian look at the photos in this memory. Choose your favorite�

Lillian looked at the photos, in the first one she was cuffed and on her knees, she was of course completely naked, in the next she was in the same position but this time her knees were wide apart, another photo showed her masturbating wantonly on a teacher�s desk, the next she was tied on the chair, and the final one showed her, all tied and sucking on Paul�s cock, her face showed a dreamy expression as if she was completely lost in pleasure (and she probably was).

Lillian didn�t know what the game was, but she thought that choosing the last one could be dangerous and the first one was so lame in comparison to the others that it could make Megan mad. So she chose the second one, that showed her all naked cuffed and on her knees with her knees wide apart. Her hair was still looking good and her face expression reflected some dose of shame, arousal and a little fear. It was a sexy photo.

�This one�, she said, not without certain hesitation, after all she didn�t know what to expect of Megan�s games.

�Nice choice Lilly�, Lillian breathed with relief,  but it was short lived as Megan continued. �Now post it to your amateur group. You promised them a photo with your face and even sluts have to keep their word. It will help you getting used to the idea of people that you don�t know seeing at naked pictures of you. In this site you will be seen by just a few hundreds, not nearly as many as you will get once you are really in the industry�

Lillian felt ditzy again.  The phrase �Just a few hundreds� keep ringing in her ears. She have done many stupid things in the last few days, but even in her condition, she knew she have to stop this nonsense.

�No. Megan, I don�t think I am ready yet��, she said in a lot less assertive tone that she intended too. She sounded doubtful, and shy instead of resolved to set a limit as she tried.

�Listen Lilly�, said Megan in a friendly but very firm tone, �You made a big decision last night, and I am proud of you. But you can�t go thru life hesitating at each little step. Yesterday you committed yourself to this career, if you don�t dare to take the steps, then I will push you, otherwise you�ll never accomplish anything in your life. So let me be clear, If you don�t upload the photo, I will post the last one. It is simply as that. I will help you get your objective, even in spite of yourself.�

Then she added in a serious, almost emotionless voice. �I need to go now. As soon as I arrive to my office, I will check your thread in the amateur site, if your new photo isn�t there, I will post the one I told you�. And with that she left avoiding any chance of arguing by Lillian.

Lillian hesitated for a moment. She knew she have to chase Megan and try to stop this non-sense, but she felt t0o self-conscious to go out in the very skimpy outfit she was wearing. For a moment she thought of changing her clothes before running to catch Megan on her way to the subway station, but she realized it will be just too risky. So she grabbed her keys and ran after Megan, after turning in the first corner, she saw her from afar. Megan was standing in the next corner looking at her smartphone. Lillian felt relief and shouted, �MEGAN!�, only to see her getting into a cab and drive away.

Lillian was the vivid image of despair as she saw the taxi drive away. She then realized that her  screams had gotten her a lot of attention. She didn�t dare to look at the faces around her. She cast her sight on the floor and ran back to the apartment.

She sat at the kitchen table. She was trembling, and her face was pale. She realized that she had no way out. She prepared the post, it had only a small text, �Thanks for your posts. Here I am, as I promised�.   She previewed the post in her browser. She put the mouse pointer over the submit button and froze. She was pretty aware that this could have lifetime consequences. She realized that she had many times mocked those dumb starlets that let themselves be photographed in the nude by their boyfriends and then end up being the wanking inspiring photos for many nerds.

�At least they didn�t post the photos themselves�, she thought bitterly, �If I thought they were dumb, then now what can I say? I am the worst bimbo ever�. She clicked on the submit button. Then in a daze she refreshed her browser constantly, seeing with sick fascination as the hits of her post climbed to 4 then 9 and 16. When the counter reached 35, she realized that she had been masturbating the whole time. Her work entry time was approaching fast, so reluctantly she pulled her hand off her pussy. She then quickly edited the six studio photos, putting black rectangles over her face, and save them to an usb memory. She then felt the temptation to see how many people had seen her naked body in bondage and with her face clearly shown, but  she fought the impulse and closed her laptop without even turning it off.

She then went to the living room and she was for another surprise. Her suitcase was already locked inside the trunk! She cursed Megan, took her keys and purse and marched to her job.

On her shameful walk to the subway station she could not avoid to scold herself. She had lost her chance to avoid posting her shameful and identifiable picture because she lost so much time hesitating to be seen in the skimpy outfit and what for? She had to expose herself all morning anyway.

All the way to her job, she received a lot of lustful and despiteful stares. They were probably just a little bit worse than the previous days, but there was some fundamental change in Lillian�s perception. Previously she felt ashamed because she thought that everyone would mistakenly think that she was a slut, and she wasn�t although her image and actions screamed just that. But now she felt even more embarrassed, as anyone that saw her, KNEW that she was a slut.  This time she thought that every despiteful opinion about her, every knowing smile, every disdainful commentary, were all true; And the fact that she could not even disguise that she was a slut by wearing decent clothes, ashamed her to no end.

Her work day was a nightmare. She had to bear the scornful remarks by Mary and, as she was late again, she had to do �punishment work� by cleaning bathrooms, and scrubbing floors on her hands and knees.

Near lunch time, Lillian started getting out of her stupor. �I have to meet Ms. Barbara this afternoon and I have absolutely nothing to wear!�, she thought with desperation, then she tried to calm herself.

�You can do this Lillian. You have the photos, you can negotiate an extension for the thesis or maybe even fail it in a gracious way, without the risk of being accused of plagiarism. You only have to get some decent clothes to go to the university�. She said to herself.

After reviewing her situation for a few minutes, she concluded that her only way out was to get Karen�s help once again. There was simply no way that she could call any of her classmates and ask her to lend some clothes. She simply could not explain why. It was embarrassing to ask Karen for help, a few weeks ago she felt so superior to that girl, and now she felt intimidated by her. Karen recent success paired with her own downfall made her feel so small and so ashamed. She was the only one that know both Lilly, the slutty teenager dropout and Lillian the demure, successful almost graduating psychology student.

She took her cell phone and very nervously called Karen.

�Karen, hi�

�hi�, said Karen.

�I need your help. Can I see you at 2:00PM ? It is very urgent.�

�OK. What�s the point?�, said Karen.

Then Lillian saw Mary staring at her. It was prohibited to make personal calls during job time.

�I have to hang Karen. But I need to see you, please�, she said with desperation.

�Ok. At that hour I will having lunch with some friends. We will be at Milano�s restaurant, you know the one downtown.�

�Thanks. I�ll be there�, she said hanging up and hiding her phone as fast as she could.  Surprisingly Mary didn�t give her a hard time. Maybe she considered her a lost case or maybe she simply had more important things to do.

The rest of the morning was a blur to Lillian. She simply tried not to think anymore, her mind concentrated entirely on scrubbing.

On her way to the restaurant, she managed to ignore the stares, and isolate her mind in a daydream. She was looking for the chance to wear her classy clothes again.  She will ask Karen for her room key and then she will go to their apartment and look for one of her outfits. She distracted herself thinking  what she should wear, she felt excitement and joy just to do that.

�I should wear the blue slacks, with the black jacket. No, this occasion calls for something special, I should use the gray ensemble�,

The gray ensemble, as she call it, was one of her favorites outfits; It was formed by a gray skirt that went just bellow her knees, and a matching blazer. She used to wear it with a blue blouse and black high heels. For a moment she thought that it looked to dowdy, but then she immediately discarded the thought.  That settled it. She would use it, just to prove herself that nothing had changed, and that she was still Lillian, the successful student and future business woman. She will defeat �Lilly the slut� her growing alter-ego.

Thanks to her thoughts she managed to assume a confident attitude, in spite of her current circumstances. However as she approached the restaurant her self-confidence seemed to crawl away from her.

She arrived to the restaurant at 2:10PM. She looked around nervously, the restaurant was not a top notch one, but it wasn�t the kind of place that office workers use for lunch. It looked more like the kind of restaurant that middle management would use to pamper a good client, or celebrate an achievement.

She fidgeted nervously biting her finger nails as she watched the restaurant door from across the street. She had always despised that habit, in fact she hadn�t do that since she was in junior high.  Maybe 5 minutes have passed and she had seen a middle age couple, as well as small group of business men leaving the restaurant. Everybody was neatly dressed in expensive business attires. She thought that she should wait for Karen to come out, but she looked at her cell phone clock and realized that if she didn�t talk with Karen soon, she won�t have the chance to go to the apartment and change and then arrive to the university on time for her 4:30PM appointment.

She pulled down her t-shirt as much as she could, but it didn�t help much, and it only caused her nipples to be more visible, if only for a moment. Then she repeated the operation with her short, but there the situation was worse. If she tried to cover more of her ass cheeks, she almost exposed her pussy. She finally decided to leave her clothes as they were and marched to the restaurant.