Flashes and Flashes

"A star?"

"Yeah, like those E-girls you see. Cosplay slu... girls." Guy said.

"An... an E Girl?" I was vaguely aware of the concept. Girls who streamed video games and took pictures of themselves dressed up as different characters.

Sarah had the personality for it... bubbly, energetic, always friendly. What concerned me was that these streams and pictures didn't tend to be about what game they were playing, or how accurate their costumes were... it was more about their bodies...

"Okay Sarah, could you get on your knees and stare at the camera. Like it's your boyfriend and you're trying to be sexy."

"I'm standing right here..."

"Yeah, but she can't look at you. She needs to look into the camera." Dsniel explained. I was glad it was him manning the camera, and not Guy, but this situation was bringing to feel a little uncomfortable.

"It's okay Liam, I'm picturing you!" Sarah stared lovingly into the lens. Bending over to puff her chest out and biting her thumb. A perfect picture of a seductive vixen... I never knew she had it in her...

"That's perfect! Hold there for a second!" Daniel snapped picture after picture, the lights flashing over and over.

"Cleo, she's a little dry. Would you mind?"

"Oh I'll get her wet." Cleo dug through her bag and pulled out some massage oil. She walked over to Sarah, and without even asking started squirting it all over her chest.

"Uhh... is that necessary?"

"What? You don't want Clro to get your girl all wet and sloppy?" Guy snickered.

"Oh don't make it sound like that guy!" Sarah laughed. Giggling more as Cleo started rubbing the oil into her tits. Acting like the girl was just tickling her, when she was shoving her hands down her cleavage.

"You might not notice it, but the camera will pick it up." Daniel explained. "Without a little bit more shine to her skin, the pictures will just look wrong."

I didn't know anything about photography, but that sounded vaguely right. Like how newcasters had to use a basic level of make-up to look normal.

Still, even though they were both girls, it felt weird seeing someone else fondle Sarah's boobs. Especially with how intently focused Cleo was. Her wide eyes constantly gazing into Sarah's pale chest. She didn't blink once as her hands rubbed, squeezed and massaged Sarah's boobs. Her hands slipping under her shirt, deeper and deeper inside...

It went on for a while, both girls biting their lips and fidgeting. Cleo was so focused she even started to drool a little, all while Daniel kept snapping pictures. 'Behind the scenes footage' he called it.

"Okay, we're good now! Let's reset."

"Thank you Cleo!" Sarah beamed at the dour woman.

"T-thaa-thaankk y-yoou..." Cleo walked away in a daze. Her hands grabbing the air like she was still grabbing Sarah's chest.

She was a strange girl... but Sarah liked her, so she must be nice.

"Hold that pose. Yes right there!"

Daniel went on, giving her more directions. It was so interesting watching him work. Looking down the camera, adjusting settings, changing the lighting all while directing her. It must have been a lot to manage, but he made it look easy.

And Sarah was doing so good as well! Holding poses in awkward angles, switching between expressions on command. I loved to see it, but it also made me feel a little weird. I thought I knew everything about Sarah, but this was a side to her I never would have imagined. If I didn't know this about her, what else was I missing?

"Alright, how about you turn around and bend over. Then look back at the camera like you know it's getting to see something it shouldn't."

"Okie! Like.... this?" Sarah turned around on the bed, arching her back and looking over her shoulder. Eyes seductively right at the camera, though it almost looked like she was staring at Daniel.

"Perfect 'Fuck me' eyes." Guy chimed in. Everyone else seemed to have a job, he just made stupid sarcastic comments. "All that practising we did was worth it."

"What practice-"

"Raise that ass up a little more... more...more... perfect!"

Sarah had her head down into the sheets, raising her ass all the way up to the camera and I suddenly remembered she wasn't wearing any panties.

I was standing off to the side, so I didn't have a direct view... but... but she had to be flashing them right now?!

"Uhh, you sure that skirt isn't too-"

"Don't worry Liam, it's fine." Daniel told me. "We can edit the pictures in post."

"She'd get more subs if you didn't..." Guy mumbled.

"I still don't think anyone will 'sub' to me anyways." Sarah said. Her voice muffled as she buried her gave in the bed

"I'll be your sub..." Cleo whispered. Fanning herself with her hand. As weird as she was, she was still an encouraging friend.

"Maybe we should take a break..." Daniel had been taking pictures of her like that for a while now. I trusted that he was a professional, but I didn't like having another guy staring at Sarah's bare ass. Even if he was gay.

"No way! We got the bottom, now let's get the top free!"

"He's right Guy." Daniel told his brother. "We'll take five and come back for close ups. Go get her some water, Sarah must be thirsty."

"I'm thirsty too..." Cleo mumbled.

"You need a cold shower, not a drink." Daniel laughed and I laughed with him. I didn't get the joke, but it sounded funny.

Sarah pulled herself up. Stretching her body, her still shiny chest bouncing around as she pulled on her arms. Then she jumped off the bed and ran over to hug me, getting her excess oil over my shirt, but I didn't mind.

"That was so much more fun with you here Liam!" Sarah kissed my cheek again. Wait... how many times has she done this?

"Yeah... it was really... interesting."

"Do you think I looked good?"

"You looked amazing! But, you always do."

"You really think so!" Sarah's eyes sparkled. "This has just been a silly hobby so far, but everyone keeps saying I should take it more seriously."

A silly hobby... Did she already have pictures online? Did she have a fanbase? I had no idea, and was too afraid to ask. Sarah had probably already told me about all of this, while I was stupidly half asleep and not paying attention.

"What do you think Liam? Should I try and take this more seriously?”