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I give her a large, toothy grin and say, "Oh, I'd love to pose for you. so long as I'm center stage in this, I'm game."

I see her smile back, "Good to hear that. How about we start in the park, and go from there? I'm sure the lighting would be great right about now. My partner here is, and I'm Beth. We've recently started a photo studio, aiming for clients from college photos, yearbooks, and public appearances. Preferably in a natural setting."

I nodded, liking the idea. I hear him say, "We'll start by heading back to our van. We parked it near here, and much of our equipment is there." With that, I feel one of his press on the small of my back, and I obediently walk on ahead.

I hear her whisper, apparently trying to keep me from hearing "I still can't believe we found someone. Your cat-calling may have actually worked in our favour for once. Don’t look now, but I doubt she has yet to put her garments back into place". I heard them laugh at that, and I manage to keep my amusement retrained to a soft giggle. I noticed people walking back, on the other side of the street, chatting and apparently aware of us, and my exposed body

As we walked, I realized he was checking on that himself, before forcing himself to stop staring. I heard her whisper, her exasperation clear in her voice "I said don't!". I smiled at the thought of catching his attention so completely, a quiet giggle escaping from my mouth. Much of my body is exposed to peeping eyes and the spring weather alike, including much of my more intimate portions, and I was having a fabulous time.

We walked several city blocks, making small talk about the weather, photo concepts and the like. I soon approach a blue van, with much of the back seats filled with gear, along with several suitcases of clothes.

She goes into the driver's seat, and he goes into the passenger seat. I manage to find a seat in the back, but it required me to spread my legs wide in order to fit. I can tell he saw as much; I see him look back, and I had to resist displaying my amusement as his eyes go wide. He can clearly see down my skirt and is plainly staring in that direction.

My skirt, already folding over on itself, slides upward, becoming less of a skirt and more of a band around my waist. I feel the soft fabric of the seat press against my ass cheeks. I'm on display for him, and I don't mind. I lean back in the seat and smile back at him, with a scandalous, naughty look on my face.

I see her put the van into gear and start driving to her first destination.