The photography teacher

As I walk out of my room I see a lot of girls hurrying out of the dormitory wing towards the main door. I look around, confused, then I catch the eye of a tall man who is monitoring the proceedings.

"Excuse me sir, what's going on?"

"Obviously you haven't read your welcome pack", he says with a smirk. "Today is sign up day. All the girls are signing up for the classes they will take this year".

I look up into his deep blue eyes, they're hidden behind his glasses, but I'm still swallowed up by his gaze. "Sorry, sir, I haven't read my pack, I don't even know what classes I can choose from...".

"Maybe I can help with that, I'm Mr. Jackson, the photography teacher here at St. Winifred's Academy. My class is quite popular, but it puts a lot of demands on the students, I like to interview each student before I let her join my class. Have you ever been interested in photography, Ms..."

"Lucy Matthews", I blurt out.

"Ms. Matthews?", he replies without a break in his stride.

I begin to blush as I think of my webcam sessions. "I've done some modelling before, but I've never been on the other side of the camera", I struggle to say without giggling.

"You're certainly pretty enough to be a model...". He pauses briefly and looks me up and down. "What have you done? You look quite familiar."

"Ah...", I suck in a breath of air as I feel my blushing spreading across my chest. "It was just some amateur work," I say. "It was never published." My breathing is a lot quicker now, I hope Mr. Jackson doesn't notice.

"Hmm..." He gives me a quizzical look before replying. "Well, it must have been another beautiful young lady. So are you interested in my class?"