A boring response

Natalya answered with a simple story about her and her skating teammates getting drunk when they were not old enough to drink. With a tame story like that, she’s either too shy for the task of seducing Grishnikov, or she’s not telling me everything. “Why don’t you take off the sweater?” Nigel says. Natalya pauses for a moment and then removes the sweater. She is wearing a plain, pink tank top that clings to her round, pert breasts. “Thank you, I am just correcting the colors and I need to make sure my camera picks up the color of your shirt.” Nigel said, knowing full well he doesn’t know what he is talking about, he just wanted to see the goods. He zooms in on her breasts and snaps a photo. “Natalya, tell me what excites you in a man?” Nigel asks, taking more pictures. “Well, I just want a man that’s kind and has a good heart.” Natalya says, still timid. “A functional heart is all he needs?” Nigel asks, and Natalya laughs. “No, I mean he has to be sweet and understanding.” Nigel takes his eyes off the camera. “Stand up, please. I am going to take more photos while we talk. You don’t have to pose. Just be natural.” Natalya rises from the couch and awkwardly stands there. “Go ahead, walk around a bit. Do some stretches that you might do before skating.” Nigel suggests. Natalya seems to like this idea and immediately begins to stretch. Her breasts push out from the base of her chest and she stands on her tip toes as she stretches her arms upward. Nigel quietly assumes a position behind her and zooms in on her ass, and takes a photo. Very nice, he thinks as he admires her round ass tightly squeezed by her jeans.

Nigel decides to push forward now that she feels more comfortable. “What about sex, what do you like sexually?” Nigel probes. Natalya turns to him and blushes. “What do you mean . . . I didn’t prepare for this type of question.” Nigel pulls his face from the camera and looks at her. “Natalya, I’m here to make you feel uncomfortable. When you shoot people, I mean with a camera, making them feel uncomfortable brings something out of them.” Natalya thinks about this for a minute. “I mean, I don’t know what to say. I guess I like sex.” She says meekly. “You like it or you love it?” Nigel presses. “Well. . . I really enjoy it, but doesn't everyone?” Natalya asks. Nigel makes eye contact with her. “I know I like it.” Natalya blushes and looks away. “But how do you like it? Have you ever fucked on the ice after skating?” Nigel asks. Natalya seems shocked at the question. Nigel raises the camera and snaps a photo. “Yes, very good. I like this reaction.” Natalya seems dumbfounded, and seems to not believe the questions. “So, you’re only trying to get me to open up.” Natalya says. “Now you’re getting it. Can I continue?” Nigel smiles at her. “Okay. Question away!” Natalya twirls and laughs. She’s beginning to unwind, Nigel thought.