Chapter 3 by Cmello

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Second guesses

I kept losing my nerve. Squirming and covering up. Despite my brother telling me to stay still. And could you blame me?

When my brother offered to help connect me with some friends he made at his liberal college this isn’t what I expected. I just wanted to be connected with some scouts and agents to start my modeling career. Scouts and agents he knew due to his friends being successful in the fashion industry post college. I didn’t expect that me helping him out by modeling, for his art class he was teaching, would be nude. And why would I?

My own brother, blood related, wanted me to model nude for his class. A class he was actively teaching. He would stand over me and with his hands hover inches from my bare flesh. Highlighting my curves to his class and discussing how to shade and draw them to really highlight my body. I was going to be sick. But it would all be worth it, right?

Finally the class came to an end and I was ready to go home. As I reached down to put my clothes back on my brother stopped me.