At The Studio !

Carol knew she had to share the deception she had played on Debbi concerning the catwalk show and now the photo shoot with Karen and the photographer. Fortunately, they shared her sense of humour and would go along with the back story when Debbi came to the studio. The following Saturday, Debbi arrived at an anonymous looking industrial unit on the edge of town. Once inside, she found a largely empty space dominated by a small area of whitewashed flooring with a hanging white backdrop and surrounded by an array of lights. Various expensive looking cameras were set on tripods. There seemed to be three small adjoining rooms, one was a dressing room and the other two were sets for boudoir shoots, as was explained later to Debbi. Karen introduced herself and also Lawrence the photographer. The only other person was a young girl who was the makeup artist. Debbi wondered why she needed more elaborate makeup, since her face was not going to feature in the photographs but Lawrence explained that it would help to stop her skin drying out under the strong lights. The gullible Debbi found this to be plausible and went to the adjoining dressing room to have the girl work on her face.

Debbi was told to undress completely and given a robe to wear while being made up. There was a distinctly camp air about Lawrence, who was about her age. But Debbi could not decide if he was actually gay or not. Would gay men take photos of women she wondered ? Then she realised there was a long tradition of gays being attracted to the fashion industry. Karen was in charge of deciding what items Debbi would model and in what order. It seemed they would follow a similar pattern to the catwalk show with the garments getting progressively more risque. The only difference was that there were many more of them since, as Karen explained, the imaginary executives who had not been able to attend the show needed to see the college girls entire range. Of course, in reality she needed most of her stock modelled for the purposes of the new catalogue.

Debbi started nervously but got more into it. It was a more relaxed atmosphere and an incomparably smaller audience than the fashion show. And Lawrence was amusing, first cajoling, then encouraging and finally praising. "Oh yeah, looking good. Give me some attitude ! That's it, you're a natural sweety !" Karen knew Debbi's proven physical attraction for her customers but was a little concerned by her initial stiffness. She was reassured as the session wore on and as, under Lawrence's guidance, Debbi became more and more suggestive. She posed in a vast array of bras, knickers, thongs, see through bodysuits and corsets, showing them all off to full advantage and from all angles. By the time the most revealing items were being displayed like the crotch-less knickers and virtually non-existent wedding outfit, Debbi was posing with wild abandon.

In the end, the shoot took five hours. While Debbi was dressing, Karen told Lawrence she would she would see him during the week to sort out the layout for the catalogue. She then left. As Debbi emerged, Lawrence was effusive. "That was so much fun gorgeous, really professional and fun !" Debbi blushed. "Tell you what" said Lawrence. "Are you free again tomorrow ? You deserve a full and professional boudoir shoot. It would be a permanent souvenir of you in your absolute prime of gorgeousness ! Just for you and any extremely lucky young man you might want to share it with. It's on the house, you're such a pleasure to work with !" It was not a thing Debbi had ever considered. But she had had fun today in the end and Lawrence was such amusing company. She found herself agreeing !