Photography Class

Friday Night Special Edition, the name that TV anchorwoman Lisa Marvell and her producer Bill Reinhart had given to the 11:00 broadcast at the end of each week, continued to grow in popularity. And there could be no doubt that the ratings were the result of only one thing – the fact that the audience now understood that the reporter would appear in a state of undress at some point during the half hour show. The challenge for Bill was to continue to come up with ideas for segments that would appropriately showcase his lead anchor, and the challenge for Lisa was to find the time to tape and edit the special reports while handling the pressure of anchoring two daily news programs five days each week.

So, once again, Lisa found herself working on her days off, arranging to meet with the camera crew at the station early Sunday afternoon. "Hey guys, I'm sorry to make you work on the weekend. But we're not sure how late this shoot will run, so Bill and I decided we better do the filming today. And we'll be meeting our model at the photographer's studio."

It had been announced at the end of last Friday's broadcast that the following week's "dare to bare" segment would involve a visit to a photographer who specialized in taking revealing photographs of women, some for professional use and some for private entertainment. Somehow knowing what the last two shoots had been like, the crew didn't seem to mind giving up their Sunday for another chance to see the "unedited" version of Lisa's report. "Why all the mystery about the model?" Clayton asked. "Don't you trust us?"

"Whoa guys," Lisa chuckled, "I wouldn't trust you for a second. But the fact is that I don't know either. So, we'll all find out when we get to the photographer's. But for now, just remember what you've promised Bill – not a word to anyone about this. Absolute complete silence. Got it?"

It was a quick drive to Jill Santos's studio, a converted loft located in a newly renovated part of the downtown area. As they were unloading the equipment outside of the building, a car pulled up and out popped Natalie Johnson, the channel's weather girl. "Hey Natalie," shouted Clayton, "Bet you didn't expect to come across us working on a Sunday."

"Um, actually I did Clay," she replied coyly. Clayton stared uncomprehendingly at her, so finally Natalie said, "Well, didn't Lisa tell you?"

"Tell me what?" he responded.

"Tell you that I was going to be here," she replied.

"No, she didn't. You know, we really don't need the help. And I thought Bill wanted this all kept top secret."

"It is, silly. And clearly he's done a good job of keeping the secret."

"What secret?" George, the young assistant sound technician, chimed in.

"That I'm going to be the model," Natalie blurted out.

George and Clayton both stood speechless, their mouths hanging open. Lisa looked equally stunned, and perhaps a little annoyed. The men's eyes lit up. "You mean that Natalie..."

"Well, it would have been nice if Bill had let me in on the secret," Lisa added, cutting them off in mid-sentence.

"Actually, Lisa," Natalie explained, "I asked Bill not to tell you. I was afraid you might say no. And I really want to help out with this series," she continued, lowering her eyes with a somewhat hurt look.

"Oh, I'm sorry Natalie," Lisa replied. "I've just been working such long hours lately, I feel like any little thing can set me off. It's actually great to have you here." She picked up her make-up bag and grabbed Natalie by the arm. "So let's get going. We've got a lot to do today. If you're going to be our model, then let's get you ready for an interview about how it feels to pose for nude photos."

Just the mention of "nude photos" caused George and Clayton to run back to the van and hurriedly complete the unloading of their equipment. Inside the studio, Lisa introduced them to Jill, who showed them where they'd be shooting and how the lights would be positioned. The guys then feverishly began to set up the cameras, all the while whispering to one another.

"Jeez," Natalie said, "I can just imagine what they're saying right now."

"You better get used to it. There will be a lot more whispering after we air this piece on Friday. That is, assuming you're still okay going through with it."

"I am," said Natalie. "You know, the only reason I'm willing to do this is because I knew you'd be around. And, just for insurance, I brought along a little liquid courage," she said, pulling out a bottle of wine.

Jill had been standing nearby, and glancing at the bottle in Natalie's hand, she chimed in, "Don't worry, you're not the first to feel that way. I've already got a nice Chardonnay chilling so it will be ready whenever it's needed. But for now, let me show you around the studio while your camera guys finish setting up."

Jill was an attractive if somewhat severe looking brunette in her early fifties, slim figured with closely cropped hair. She was dressed in black slacks and a pull over top. She'd been a professional photographer for thirty years, initially on the west coast before moving back to this area to care for her elderly parents. She maintained her ties to the coast and was able to do a fair amount of commission work with local models, chiefly lingerie and clothing catalogs. Occasionally she'd get a call to do test shots for men's magazines, which in turn led her to develop a specialization in "private" sessions, taking photos for non-professionals who simply wanted to surprise their husbands or boyfriends with some naughty pictures. "Boudoir shots, we call them," Jill explained. "Word gradually got around, and although I'm not cheap, I think my customers have always recognized that I bring something special to the work. This is not just your mirror shots and selfies. I describe my work as classy and erotic."

By now, Clay and George were ready to film, so Lisa had Jill repeat her history as she interviewed her for the camera. "And now," announced Lisa, "it's time to introduce our model, someone who's well known to our viewers. Today, Jill's customer is none other than Channel 4's weather girl, Natalie Johnson."

With that introduction, Natalie, who was dressed casually in blue jeans and a tee shirt, joined the two women seated on the sofa and the interview continued.

"So tell us, Natalie, have you ever modeled before?."

"Absolutely not," replied Natalie. "In fact, I never even considered it."

"So what brings you to Jill's studio today?"

"Well I wanted to do something unexpected for that special someone in my life. I thought about buying a sexy outfit or maybe going to dinner at a nice restaurant. But then I overheard some friends talking about Jill's work and that got me thinking that this might be a better way to express my real feelings. So I guess you could say I volunteered for this assignment, but it's something I was considering doing anyway."

Jill chimed in at that point to add, "Natalie's experience is pretty typical. People hear about us and out of curiosity, they'll call or stop by for a visit. But it can be a great way to surprise your lover or just rekindle the romance."

"I guess Valentine's Day is always a busy time for you," Lisa added.

"Definitely, with Christmas a close second. But we're pleased to have Natalie with us today."

"So, let's get started," Lisa suggested. The women proceeded to browse through the various outfits that Jill had on hand, with Natalie picking out a few items and playfully holding them up for the camera.

For her first outfit, Natalie picked out a little black cocktail dress that in fact she had brought with her. For the better part of an hour, Jill adjusted the lighting, tried out different colored backdrops, and worked on Natalie's make up. The camera crew took a few random shots but basically they stood by watching. The short dress showed Natalie's legs off to great advantage. At 5' 6", the dark haired weather girl was a little shorter than Lisa and a few pounds heavier. The curve of her hips was a little rounder and her butt nicely filled out the tight black fabric of the dress. The scoop neckline of the dress showed off her cleavage to full advantage, with just a hint of the lacy black bra that contained her size 36D breasts. Jill spent some time applying makeup and using liner to accentuate Natalie's cleavage, something that Clayton and George seemed to find amusing.

"Come on, you two, you're supposed to be working here. Let's record a little narration," Lisa said. So standing off to the side while Jill worked on Natalie, Lisa explained the extra time and care needed to get the lighting and colors just right. "As Jill works with her, you can see the model growing more relaxed and learning to give the camera just the right look or move her shoulders just the right way to get the pose that she wants to see captured in the photos."

After taking the shots of Natalie in the black dress, Jill quickly moved her through a series of outfits – the slit dress from the "Oscar night" broadcast, a simple yellow dress, and a tied-off shirt and pair of daisy dukes that nicely revealed the bottom of her ass cheeks. Lisa felt her competitive instincts growing as she noticed the amount of video the guys were shooting of Natalie.

"That's a great start," the photographer exclaimed. "Let's take a short break and change things up a bit. I'll ask the guys to move the lights so we can switch over to the bedroom set that's in the other corner of the studio." She turned to give Clayton and George some instructions, and then looked back at Lisa and Natalie. "Care for a glass of wine, girls?"

As the two broadcasters sipped their drinks, Jill turned on soft background music and suggested that Natalie change into some of her lingerie that she had brought along. When she emerged a few minutes later, she was wearing a black lace teddy, garter belt, black stockings, and a black thong that proved only minimal coverage in the front and none in the back.

"I think that's just the look we're after, Natalie," Jill pronounced, as she directed Natalie over to the new set and began snapping picture after picture. "I want you to walk slowly to the bed and sit down, then curl up your legs and recline on the pillows." Jill continued snapping away, with Clayton and George also following her every movement with their camera.

Lisa stood near to the crew and resumed her narration. "Having grown comfortable in front of the lens, our neophyte model is now ready for the pictures she came to take. The lights, the music, and the wine all help to set the mood, and Jill gets her to make love to the camera as if it were her boyfriend."

And indeed that's what was happening. Jill coaxed her model through the first stages of undressing for her lover. "We're going to start with the stockings, so stretch out your leg. Unhook the garter, that's it. Start to push the stocking...not so fast. Now roll it down...perfect. Grab the toe and slowly pull. Stretch it out...this is for your boyfriend, remember. Tease him, tease him," she said, arching her eyebrow. Jill continued with the instructions as Natalie removed her other stocking, this time with less prompting. "Now let's get up on your knees and turn sideways. Unsnap the garter belt, that's right. At this point, Natalie was getting into a rhythm of her own, swaying her hips gently as she tossed the belt to side.

Under Jill's expert direction, Natalie moved seductively toward the camera, leaning forward to reveal more of her ample cleavage. "Now let the strap slip off of your shoulder," Jill commanded. "Turn to me, that's right, that's good. Lift your chin up. Now let the other strap fall. Good. That's perfect. "

The effect was mesmerizing, with Lisa and the crew watching intently as Natalie continued to obey Jill's instructions. "Now reach behind and unhook the teddy. That's it, one snap at a time. Now cross your arms in front to keep it in place. Turn, let me see your back...more, more. That's it, good girl." As the teddy parted, all of Natalie's back was revealed to the camera with just the tiniest string of the thong visible cutting across her waist and disappearing into her butt crack.

"Now face me again, that's it, glance down, now raise your eyes...no just the eyes, keep your head down. Let me see those eyes. Good girl. Now lower the teddy...slowly, slowly." Lisa glanced over and noticed the growing bulge in Clayton's pants. She could feel her own breathing growing shorter and her heart beat increasing. Slowly the large dark areolas of Natalie's breasts peeked into view over the descending top of the teddy, the tips of her nipples flicking against the lace at the top of the garment. "With your right hand, I want you to take the teddy and move it away from you. Keep going. Now hold it off to one side. That's it. Now, let it slip slowly from your hands...slowly, slowly...keep the arm extended. Let it fall."

Natalie faced the camera, completely exposed from the waist up. Her eyes half open, she gazed at the lens as if in a trance, her hands slowly moving up the length of her body, gently lifting her pendulous breasts, then letting them fall as her fingers continued their downward movement toward the tiny triangle of fabric covering her womanhood. Lisa, feeling she was somehow witnessing a private act of intimacy between the girl and her unseen lover, cast her eyes down but then felt compelled to gaze again upon the newly revealed Natalie. For Clayton and George, they had long ago set down their equipment and were simply gazing slack-jawed at the display of feminine sexuality. Natalie's fingers slid beneath her thong, her eyes closed, and her hips began to rock.

It was Jill who finally regained control of the situation, putting down her camera and reaching over to touch Natalie on the shoulder. The spell was broken; Natalie opened her eyes, and smiled. "That was fabulous," the photographer assured her. You're a natural for this, and if your boyfriend doesn't enjoy his gift, you better find yourself someone else," she said smiling.

Natalie blushed, perhaps from the compliments or maybe from the dawning realization of what her coworkers had just witnessed or perhaps from both. Lisa approached her and Jill and said, "I think we can all use another glass of wine." With that, everyone started to breathe normally again and the guys stepped outside while Jill handed Natalie a robe.

"Now," explained Lisa, "this is still my report, and I have to say I'm a little jealous with Natalie getting all the attention here."

They all smiled, and Natalie replied, "Well, you've certainly gotten your share of attention the last few weeks."

"Hmm, speaking of sharing," Lisa grinned mischievously. "That gives me an idea."

"Oh, what's that?" asked Jill.

"Well, as you probably know, I like to share in the activities of the people I'm interviewing. And I was thinking we might have time to model one more outfit for the camera. In fact, I'd brought something along...just in case," she said with a wicked smile. She grabbed the small bag that she had brought along with her make up case, and reached into it to extract a large pleated black skirt and a simple white top, along with a black lace bra and black teddy boy panties.

"Well, I'd be delighted to take some pictures of you, Lisa, if that's what you have in mind."

"It is," Lisa continued, "at least sort of. We have this one outfit, but I thought that perhaps Natalie and I could share it. You know, kind of two girls, one outfit...."

Natalie looked puzzled at first, then suddenly burst into laughter. "You bad girl, Lisa."

"Do you have a problem with that?" Lisa asked, arching her eyebrows in mock surprise.

"Not at all; I wish I had thought of it myself," she grinned mischievously.

"And just in case anyone cares about my opinion, I love it too," Jill chimed in. "Why, the possibilities are almost endless."

"And we love it, too," shouted George from the doorway, and then looking somewhat embarrassed, added "just in case anybody cares."

"Well, we don't," teased Lisa, "But I hope you can still hold a camera steady so we can get some footage for the conclusion of my report."

The two readily agreed they were up to the task, so Jill began to adjust the lights and changed to a more neutral backdrop to accommodate the paler skin tones of Lisa. "And you two can make yourselves useful and move that bed off to the side. We'll keep these girls standing and moving around for this shoot."

A few minutes later, the sound of loud giggles could be heard coming from the dressing room, and Lisa barked out a command. "Start the camera, Clayton, we're just about ready." Shortly thereafter, the two emerged, with the two guys dutifully capturing their movements. Natalie was wearing the white shirt, with only the top two buttons undone. At first, it appeared that she had nothing else on, but as she walked across the studio, the shirttails parted to reveal a partial glimpse of the black lace boy panties. Then Lisa came out, wearing the black skirt and bra.

"Now," Lisa began her narration for the camera, "I want to get a sense of what Natalie had just experienced. Our photographer has insisted we have time for only one more outfit" ("not true," Jill mouthed silently for the camera), "so we decided the only fair thing to do was to divide things up."

"You know," Natalie chimed in, "two girls, one outfit." With that, Lisa provocatively stretched out her left leg and slowly lifted the side of the loose fitting skirt, allowing only the outside of her leg to be seen.

"See," Lisa said, once her skirt had reached the side of her hip, "only one outfit," and she let the skirt fall back into place. "No panties for me and no bra for Natalie."

"Now, girls," Jill explained, we've got to tell this story in a series of still pictures, so let's work on some poses." And with that she directed the two girls first to stand side by side, then to have Lisa stand behind Natalie but take some of the loose folds of her skirt and wrap it around Natalie's leg. Then, she had Lisa kneel down beside Natalie so the bra and panties were on the same level.

With each new pose, the girls started giggling more. At some point, more glasses of wine were poured and the laughter increased. Now, Natalie and Lisa were acting without much direction at all. Suddenly Lisa began to spin around quickly, the skirt flaring outward and upward revealing her pantiless anatomy to both cameras.

"Oh my," she deadpanned, "did anyone see my pussy?"

"Well I certainly saw your big old butt," Natalie teased and both collapsed in laughter.

Walking over to Natalie, she snarled in fake anger and said, "You'll pay for that my dear." And before Natalie realized what was happening, Lisa reached in and tugged open the buttons on the weather girl's shirt. The top hung open, clearly revealed the inviting curves of her breasts and just barely covering her large dark areolas.

Natalie could think of only one way to retaliate, and she lunged for Lisa's skirt, grabbing at the waist and tugging it down. However, she was only partially successful in her efforts – the skirt, which had an elastic band, had come halfway down Lisa's hips, offering a generous view of the top of her butt crack but still managing to cover her most intimate triangle. However, Natalie was fully successfully at exposing her own large breasts, which now swayed freely with her shirt wide open.

"Come on, let's play fair girls," Jill chimed in. "After all, we don't want to rip the clothes. Natalie, you have to lose the shirt and Lisa, the skirt has to go. So Lisa, you help Natalie and she'll help you."

Following her directions, Lisa stood facing Natalie while directing Clayton to position himself behind Natalie with the camera. From that angle, only the weather girl's back was visible as Lisa moved in closer and began to slide the shirt off her colleague's shoulders. Still facing her friend, Lisa waited while Natalie knelt down in a position that shielded the lower half of the reporter's body from the camera lens. The weather girl placed her hands on Lisa's hips and gently starting to tug at the waistband.

Lisa felt an involuntary shudder pass through her body. She could feel the warm breath of her colleague against the exposed skin of her stomach. She looked down as her skirt slowly slipped below her hips, gracefully gliding down her legs and collapsing in a pile at her feet. She could see Natalie drawing nearer to her and knew that the younger woman must surely be picking up the unmistakable scent of her sex . With a sense of shame and excitement, she also realized that the crew with whom she had worked for several years were now witnessing this display while Jill's camera continued to capture the action.

Using every ounce of willpower, she reached down, with one hand lifting Natalie's face and with the other guiding her upward. As Natalie slowly stood, she was still so close that Lisa could feel the weather girl's erect nipples brushing lightly against her legs. "You seem to be enjoying stripping me," she whispered so only Natalie could hear.

"I am," she whispered back, "and I think you want me to finish what I've started." And with that, she slowly stood up, reached behind Lisa, and unsnapped her bra, allowing it to hang loosely while still covering her orbs. Then, Natalie moved her hands to her colleague's shoulders and gently pulled the garment down and dropped it to the floor. She took a step back as if allowing Lisa to be admired in all her naked glory.

Lisa stood in silence, trying to make sense of her feelings. She had allowed this young girl, someone who looked up to her professionally, to remove her clothes in front of a camera crew and a professional photographer, knowing the images were being captured and not certain how and where they would appear in the future. She knew this part of the day would never make it into her Friday Night report, but she also knew she didn't want it to stop.

Standing behind Lisa but facing Natalie, Jill continued to snap pictures. Clayton and George were still behind Natalie and facing Lisa; presumably the video was still going but they were unwilling to move or risk breaking the spell that seemed to hang over them all. The only article of clothing left on either girl were the black panties riding low on Natalie's hips. Slowly but deliberately, Lisa moved away from Jill, knowing that only her backside would be captured by her camera. She passed to one side of Natalie, giving George and Clayton an unobstructed view of her naked body. Paying attention only to Jill's camera, Lisa moved behind Natalie, and turned to face Jill, her face peering over Natalie's shoulder.

That movement seemed to awaken Jill's natural instincts for posing her models. "That's wonderful, Lisa, yes, that will be perfect. I want you to reach around and cover Natalie's breasts with your hands. Let's try to keep the naughty bits hidden for just a minute. If you two can behave yourself that long," she smiled. There was a rapid succession of clicks, with Jill encouraging the playfulness of the situation.

"That's it, Lisa, let's see a little grin there. And Natalie, turn your heard slightly towards Lisa and smile. You two are supposed to be sharing, remember."

Jill continued with the directions. "Now Lisa, see if you can swing one leg around Natalie's leg a bit; we want to make sure the camera can tell you're naked behind her. " As a result of this movement, Lisa found she was hugging Natalie tighter. Lifting and moving her leg had the effect of pressing her pussy directly against Natalie's ass, and she felt the gentle motion as they pushed closer together. She could feel Natalie's nipples stiffen against her open palms and realized that her own wetness must surely be apparent to her coworker as she felt her pussy grind against Natalie's gorgeous ass cheeks.

"Now Natalie, I want you to replace Lisa's hands with your own. That's right, cross your arms and cover your breasts. And Lisa, I want you to finish undressing Natalie. After all, they're your panties and you should get them back."

Lisa had to bite her tongue to stop from gasping out loud when she realized what was going to happen. Her hands slid down to Natalie's hips, playfully pushing one side down slightly and lowering the panties to just the top of her mons. Then, sneaking her fingers beneath the band of elastic, she temporarily abandoned the effort to remove the underwear and instead slid her hand to the front of the weather girl's panties.

"Now I think it's my turn to finish what I started," Lisa whispered softly in Natalie's ear. Her fingers gently probed, reaching the top of Natalie's slit and confirming that the beautiful woman was at least as wet as she was. Finding Natalie's sensitive nub and sensing no objection from her colleague, she flicked her fingernail against Natalie's now engorged clit.

All of this was hidden from George and Clayton but was becoming increasingly obvious to Jill. "Now girls," she began, in an effort to regain some control of the situation, "Lisa, I want you to slip off the panties and then cover her pussy with your hands. And Natalie, keep your arms up and covering those breasts. I want a picture I can show in public, not in some men's magazine." Both girls chuckled at that and followed her directions. Jill started snapping pictures again, capturing the enticing image of a totally naked Natalie covered only by two sets of hands.

The highly charged moment had passed and Jill encouraged more playfulness. "Okay, Lisa, time to switch things up. I want you to put on the panties and Natalie, see if you can squeeze into Lisa's bra." Lisa began to pull up the panties, feeling a sticky residue as the cloth slid up her legs. She glanced over at Natalie, who started to blush.

"Don't worry, Nat, you weren't the only one," Lisa said.

"The only one what?" George chimed in.

"The only one not minding their own business," Natalie replied as she grabbed Lisa's hand and softly squeezed it. "Now how am I ever gonna fit my titties into this tiny thing," she said, holding up Lisa's bra.

"Titties? That's very classy," teased Lisa.

"That's what my mother used to call them. And she should know. I'm almost flat chested compared to her!"

"Wow, I'd like to see that," George added before he could stop himself.

"Ewww...gross," both girls replied in unison. Meanwhile, Natalie had succeeded in fastening the bra, although the garment barely covered half of her curvaceous globes.

Jill continued snapping the pictures, searching for angles that would keep Lisa's breasts and Natalie's pussy hidden from the camera. Exasperated with the ill-fitting bra, Natalie unsnapped it and Lisa made a grab for it, resulting in a playful tug of war.

"Just a sec," Jill shouted. "Natalie, put on Lisa's skirt. I want to be able to use this in print. Now, start tugging on the bra again." Each of the girls grabbed one end of the undergarment and pulled, giggling as they did. Their raised arms offered Jill the covering she was looking for, and she got shot after shot of the two beautiful topless women, one in panties and one in a skirt, fighting over a bra.

Eventually, Lisa won out and slipped back into her own undergarment, while Natalie grabbed the shirt and put it back on. "Still two girls and one outfit," Jill smiled as she took the final pictures, the two colleagues leaning against one another with broad smiles on their faces.

"You know," Natalie said to Lisa in a soft voice as they headed to the changing room. "This has been very special for me."

"For me too," Lisa replied. "But we'll have to behave ourselves Monday through Friday," she added somewhat wistfully.

"Oh, if you insist," Natalie pouted. "But then there's always next weekend." With that, she leaned over and quickly kissed Lisa on the lips.

A half hour later, after swearing the guys to secrecy with threats of **** and **** if they ever breathed a word to anyone, the girls watched them pack the equipment into the van and head back to the station. Lisa had recorded a few closing comments from Jill, and the women were now saying goodbye.

"You were both amazing," said Jill. "And I mean that in every sense of the word. But will you be able to use any of this in your report?"

"Oh, you'll be surprised how we can handle this in the editing room. Just tune in Friday night and see."

Jill did tune in, along with tens of thousands of other viewers. The feature ran at the end of the broadcast, introduced by Lisa as a very special event, a visit to a private photo session with a surprising guest. The feature began with the arrival at Jill's studio, and when Natalie appeared, Tim was heard to exclaim "oh my god, I don't believe it," a huge smile on his face.

"You better believe it," Natalie whispered as the tape continued to roll, and playfully punched the sportscaster in the side.

Most of the report used footage of Natalie on her own posing for the pictures. Lisa had carefully edited the lingerie scenes so that the audience only saw Natalie from the front. And she allowed the scene to end with Natalie unsnapping the teddy. However, an added scene showed Natalie reviewing proofs of some of the snaps where it was clear that the top had come off even though her arms were strategically placed to cover her breasts.

Lisa then continued the narration, explaining that in this series of reports on women who dare to bare, she felt she owed it to her audience to offer her personal perspective of what it's like for these women. "So, Natalie and I decided to pose together for Jill. And we ended up calling this series of pictures, two girls but only one outfit."

The remaining minutes of the segment began with a clever combination of the scenes of Natalie and Lisa starting to undress one another interspersed with Jill's photo of the same scenes. At some point, the footage shot by George and Clayton had to be abandoned, and the report switched over to a montage of stills scrolling across the screen as an upbeat tune played in the background. First, the audience was treated to the pictures of Lisa in bra and skirt and Natalie in the shirt. Several pictures floated across the screen to establish that indeed Natalie was wearing panties and Lisa wasn't. Shots of Natalie's unbuttoned shirt were prominently featured, as well as a series of pictures where Lisa's skirt descended to perilously low levels. The floor crew in the studio was actually chuckling at the playful nature of many of the pictures, although there was a sudden silence when the pictures of Natalie appeared showing the weather girl covered only by her hands and Lisa's.

Jill had managed to get Natalie to mug for the camera in some of the shots of her in the undersized bra, and those drew a huge laugh from everyone in the studio. The tug of war shots were also greeted warmly, especially because several of the shots of Lisa showed her arms lowered just enough to offer a clear side view of her breast with the nipple exposed. Finally, there was a general sigh of affection at the parting pictures of the two friends leaning against one another.

The report ended, and the camera came back on with Lisa and Natalie standing side by side in the studio. "I hope you enjoyed tonight's Friday Night Special and my report on women who dare to bare. I have to say this is the most fun I've had so far in preparing these features, and I want to extend extra thanks to our fantastic weather girl, Natalie, for daring to bare it all."

The studio crew erupted into spontaneous applause, with both ladies breaking into huge smiles. "And thank you Lisa," Natalie added. "My only regret is that I intended these pictures for a special someone in my life and now the surprise is kind of spoiled."

"Don't worry, I'm sure he'll enjoy the photos, Natalie. And thanks for sharing this special day with us and the viewers. Good night and have a good weekend."