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Chapter 32 by anxietycatalyst anxietycatalyst

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Impromptu photoshoot

Surprising herself yet again, Yang nodded, extending her arms above her head again. The man smiled, and there was a sudden bright flash as the stranger captured Yang's nude body on his scroll. She shifted slightly between each picture, doing her best to give him good angles.

Across the intersection, Yang could see Blake watching all of this happen. Blake gave a silent thumbs up, asking if Yang was comfortable, having the man photograph her like this. Yang nodded, putting Blake's concerns at ease.

After a few pictures, the man nodded, lowering his scroll.

"Thanks!" he said

"Wait!" Yang shouted before she could think about it. The man looked confused, but nodded.

Looking across the intersection again, Yang saw Blake, looking back at her when she heard Yang speak. Yang motioned for Blake to approach her, not wanting this to end quite yet.

Blake hesitated for a moment, but strolled out and across the road, glancing back and forth to make sure no other cars were coming. When she arrived, she stood next to Yang, looking back and forth between Yang and the man in the car. The man's eyes widened, clearly happy that there's two of them.

"Is there a problem?" Blake asked, already having an idea what Yang was thinking.

"No. No problem," Yang shook her head. "I was just wondering if you wanted to get in on this little photoshoot?"

Again, Blake hesitated for a moment. The man was greatly hoping she'd say yes, but was willing to accept whatever she said. Much to his delight, though, Blake nodded, wrapping an arm around Yang's waist.

"Hang on!" the man said, turning his car off and getting out. He walked around the car and stood a few feet in front of them, aiming his scroll once more.

In the end, the man took almost 50 pictures, each one in different positions. The whole thing involved Blake and Yang getting very physical with each other, grabbing, rubbing, and squeezing each other in appealing ways.

"Ladies, as much as I hate to say this, I need to go. Thank you both so much for these," he said, waving his scroll before sliding it into his pocket. He then got back into his car and drove off, both Blake and Yang waving as he rounded the corner.

"I see you warmed up to the idea," Blake laughed, nudging Yang.

Yang chuckled and shrugged. "What can I say? You bring out the worst in me."

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