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Click hereFor the rest of the evening Laura remained in her naked state. She felt no urge to cover herself, as it might be some time before she could experience the sensation of being naked in public again, and she also stayed in the company of Vincent who she had become attracted to.
As the Exhibition moved towards its conclusion, Vincent inquired if she would like to go for a drink with him. Laura smiled. "I think I have had more than enough to drink tonight," she said, "but if you know somewhere comfortable I do have a need for something other than a drink."
Vincent smiled. "My hotel's only a short taxi ride away." He looked at her inquiringly.
She smiled and nodded. "Give me a few minutes to get some clothes on and I will meet you in the foyer."
Vincent smiled. He would have preferred her to remain naked but he was sure that once they arrived at his hotel room he would again have the pleasure of seeing her naked body, this time at extremely close quarters. With the privacy and Laura's obvious state of arousal the night should be brought to an interesting conclusion, he hoped, to the mutual satisfaction of both parties.
Ladyellen,
The Photographa is a dream sequence. I've had this daydream before in looking at pictures of a beautiful naked woman in a stadium. She would be coming down the stairs from the entrance in a venue full of thousands of fans. Fade to her standing in front of her seat with all the fans cheering the goal save seat mates looking directly at her.
Your walking with an Afghan hound was a fabulous dream scene for me. Of all dogs I love them the most. I had a female Afghan hound named AJA after the musical group. One day she was running in circles through the house until she leaped on my lap. She was such a regal dog. She would put her paws on the window ledge and stare out the window. Outside in summer she would side atop the air conditioner letting the fan cool her. To exercise her I had to use a long leash and ride my motorcycle. At 25mph (40K/H) I was still following her. I imagined her walking next to you.
Ray G
She has an editor, but an editor that does not submit the title nor the story. So somehow, the title was misspelled. Again, as my comment on your previous comment on another story, this does not detract from the story. I hope you read future stories for content and not spelling. Thank you
Not sure why you deliberately mis-spelled the title, but the odder moment came in the third section, when you switched from third- to first-person for a couple of paragraphs.<br>
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Anyway, a strong opening chapter. I was surprised she left with Vincent rather than Jim, and a little disappointed you paused the tale when you did, but hopefully there'll be a second chapter. How will Laura feel when the magazine hits the news-stands, when her family sees the photos, when Jim asks why she didn't go home with him, etc?
Very erotic. Love the story especially the exposition... I'm sure they work well together again...in some other setting for another type photographa... Thanks