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Chapter 46: Overaged hippy Sunshine pays a visit
Tuesday morning I dragged myself out of bed, still not recovered from the London trip, but duty calls as they say. After a quick breakfast, I went down to find Jada already hard at work making some final adjustments to the fake magazine for Hellen's husband. I soon learned this was the crucial day for her as her teacher Miss Danielle Brooks, Sunshine to her friends, was visiting us today. A lot was riding on what she thought of the work done by Jada.
If it was OK she could go up to the next school year, otherwise, she might need to do this year over, or end up with another assignment that could take up her summer vacation, which she was so looking forward to. She had planned a visit together with her sister Elisa to their Brazilian homeland to see the family again, after being away for a significant number of years.
"Oh Lew I'm so happy to see you, I was afraid I would have to face Sunshine all by myself."
"Don't you worry pet, I've got your back, we'll tame that overaged-hippy bitch together."
"She's not a bitch Lew she's very friendly but also very strict, the project needs to be put together correctly, and I've had second thoughts about how she will react to all the nudity and especially the last part with the BDSM stuff."
"Well if she has the reputation of being an overaged hippy, I guess she's seen a thing or two during her lifetime, how old is she exactly?"
"We don't really know, but rumor goes that she is in her seventies, although when you look at her figure you would estimate her rather mid-fifties to sixty, close to your age."
"If she is, I'll figure that out pretty quickly, trust me. Just show me now how far you have got so I can estimate when I can print the damn thing."
Jada took me through the whole file on the screen and it looked very good indeed, it was clear to me she had put in a lot of work during my fun trip with Grace to London.
I wanted to do a first proof print immediately. Jada wasn't sure, but I convinced her it would look good and it would help her get higher grades from her teacher if we could actually show a tangible result of the work she had put in. By ten o'clock we had our first print done, making it possible to have it dried and stapled by 10:30 when Sunshine was supposed to arrive.
One thing was sure, she was punctual. At precisely 10:30 she opened the door of the shop and walked in. I went up front, eager to finally meet this female in the flesh. She was the real embodiment of what they called her. Her hair, blonde with a touch of red in it, was long, all the way to just below her boobs, with a hairband in the same material as her long dress. On her nose was a huge pair of glasses. Her lips were color-coordinated with the nail polish applied to her fingernails I could see on her hand outstretched to greet me.
The dress she wore had a very flowery print mixed with peace signs, while the sleeves tapered out towards her hands. Over it, she wore a suede-leather vest with the bottom part cut into strips hanging loosely similar to those Indians wear in wild west movies. Her bare feet were encased in open-toe sandals with the nails painted in the same bright red as her fingernails.
"You must be Lew, I guess, going by Jada's description."
"Yes indeed, very pleased to make your acquaintance Su...Miss Brooks."
Oh my God, I almost called her by her nickname, hopefully, she hasn't noticed my slipup.
I had no such luck, "you can call me Sunshine if you wish, everybody else at school does."
"I'm so sorry, but that was the name Jada always used when referring to you."
"As I said no worries, I'm proud to be a hippy, but from what I was told, you too were a flower child Lew."
"I was indeed, I even went to Woodstock."
"You did? Oh my God, I wished I'd been able to go at the time but unfortunately, I was too young."
That was a first hint to her real age if ever I heard one.
"Well I was barely 20 when I went and it took a lot of time to convince my parents."
"I can imagine, you must tell me all about it sometime."
"If you want, although it was a long time ago and memories fade over the years. Why don't you take a look at what Jada did in the present?"
"Yes you're absolutely right, I guess Jada is very anxious to know if her project is acceptable."
"I don't know if she told you what the project was about?"
"She told me it involved nudity and something to do with a men's magazine, so I'm very curious what exactly this is all about."
"Allow me to give you the background; I have a customer who wants to surprise her husband with a fake men's magazine where she is featured, so we had a full day photo session with her, she also provided most of the fake articles and we acquired some ads from local business friends of mine. Today, Jada made a first proof print and that is what she would like to show you once you have checked the electronic version. Let me take you to our computer room where Jada is on tenterhooks awaiting your visit."
When we walked into the room, Jada was waiting for her teacher by the side of the computer screen, her hands demurely folded in front of her.
"Hello Jada, so this is where you've been doing all your work?"
"Yes Miss Brooks, Lew has helped me and I am learning a lot from him."
"Excellent, let's have a look at what you have put together. Lew told me there is a sample of the final product but suggested I first take a look at it on screen."
Sunshine took the seat Jada had occupied before and began looking at the electronic version of the magazine. I hoped she wouldn't be too critical, it was after all the first time we had put something like this together. I must admit I was as nervous about her reactions as Jada was. Scrolling through the different pages I heard her make, what I hoped, were approving noises but as I had never met her before it was difficult to judge. When she came to the centerfold she looked up at me.
"Did you take all the photos, Lew?"
"Yes ma'am, euh, actually no, Jada also participated partly in the BDSM session and one of her photos is also in the last part of the magazine."
"Excellent, we'll look at that later then, but for now, as far as I can remember you caught the model in exactly the same position as Marilyn Monroe in that iconic photo so many years ago, my compliments!"
"Thank you, that means a lot to me from a professional like yourself."
"But you're also a professional."
"Yes and no, I only started late in life with my studio and I never went to a school like the one where you teach."