CHAPTER ONE "Merde!" Jardin Découpage swore, hitting the End Call button on her phone and fighting the urge to fling it across her hotel room. She stared out of the window at the New York skyline and wondered what she was going to do next. The call had been from her lawyer and had not brought good news. Her entire business - - the website, the modelling, h...
Ally started her story. "I don't know why, but six years ago I was really pissed off with my father, and wanted to do something shocking which would upset him. Stupid really, as he could never know what I did, but in my mind I was getting back at him. I had seen this advert asking for potential models, so I answered it. Thoughts of walking down the catwalk i...
(this is the second part of the story giving details of my wife Jenny's first experiences as a life model. Thanks for the positive comments. Most of this story is actually true....) Jenny had enjoyed her first experiences as a life model at the local college and it had certainly had a positive effect on our sex life. We would go through the various scenario...
Olivia's introduction to her new life in the big city. Readers may remember how Katrina pieced together the threads of the mystery surrounding her abduction and realised that Dárcy and Michelle were not quite as innocent as they appeared to be. Olivia told them how she met Michelle: * * * * * I arrived at the city bus station, full of ambition and with...
I am an experienced photographer in the field of glamour photography. I am a member of a photography club with a varied membership of amateur and professional photographers. The club provides technical support and advice for photographers, photography nights were models are available to shoot and club competitions. For my own part, I have had work published...
I was hardly inside the flat and certainly the door wasn't shut behind me when: we were in each others arms, our mouths were clamped, our hands were all over the other's body and our tongues were deep in the other's throats. We were frantically tearing at each other's clothes. He pulled my ridiculously short, denim micro skirt up round my waist, I fumbled th...
In the UK there is a company - British readers will know it well - that sells lingerie and sex toys through high-street shops and 'parties' for ladies only. (Sort of 'Tupperware with a buzz'). In this story, I've called the company 'Sally Spring'. I hope you enjoy, and as always, feedback is greatly appreciated. ____________________________ If someone had...
This is a true story. My boyfriend asked me to write it down for him. It is about the first – and only – time I did adult modelling. I found the address of a modelling company on the internet. I sent them a few emails and we set it up. I've written it down pretty much as I remember it. * * * * * 'Hi Paula. I'm Jim.' 'Hi,' I said and shook his hand. 'I'...
Chapter 10 – This Chapter is somewhat longer than the others. I chose to keep it together as one because the chapter is essentially about the last 24 hours of the cruise. It is just that so much happened. This is the final in this series, but there will be an epilogue story "Kristen: Odessa and Beyond..." coming in the not too distant future. Note: This sto...
Note: This story is entirely fictional written for readers' enjoyment, and bears no resemblance to any people living or dead. It's nearly 5 p.m. Saturday afternoon on the Cruise With A Difference and Kristen and Katy are about to call their husbands after a most amazing day – probably the most amazing of the entire cruise. They had just got back to their s...