I wish I could say that J. Bishop Photography had kicked off with a bang, but after laying out the money for the business plan, licenses, insurance and such I was left with finding clients or work.
I caught up with Derek after work one day and talked to him about my idea for seeing if any of his live-action role playing buddies would be up for a shoot. I'd gotten a couple emails back, but since it was the dead of winter, they weren't very active with it. Most of them were either college students or working full time right now. I responded to them all in kind saying to keep me in mind as spring rolled around and they dusted off their armor and gowns.
One of the girls sent me a separate message asking what other kinds of photography I did. I sent her a link to my profile clearly stating there was nudity so she wouldn't freak out. She emailed back an hour later asking how much I would charge for a shoot. She wanted some sexy pics for her boyfriend but didn't have a lot of money. I sent her a questionnaire I'd developed after reading up online about how to price my time. She filled it out surprisingly fast and sent it back with a selfie she'd shot with her phone. Once I got her answers back I gave her a price, since she had a setting to take the photos I would just arrive and shoot, lowering the cost considerably. We came to an agreement and signed off on a date to shoot.
When the date rolled around I packed up my things and headed towards her campus apartment. Cassie was a bright eyed twenty-one year old studying exercise and sports science. She had dirty long blond hair and an athletic figure. Her roommate had cleared out under orders that she needed the room for the day. She was pretty nervous when she answered the door. I got the feeling she was checking me out as I found a spot to set down my bags. We got our introductions done, she showed me her license and gave me a copy she'd taken in the library earlier. Since she agreed to let me use the photos for my profile I asked her to sign a basic photo release stating that fact.
"So, I had this idea to wear just my Bulldogs jersey and panties. I was going to do my entire cheerleader get up but that seems a bit much for the setting."
I smiled. "That makes sense. You're in your room, a relaxed outfit is going to fit the setting a lot better." I noticed she was already wearing the jersey. "Do you want to get changed?"
"Oh I'm already wearing it." She turned and pushed off the leggings she was wearing to show a great ass barely covered by a red lace thong. Her bed was made with a navy comforter, the walls adorned with a Bulldogs pennant and a concert poster. I was worried we'd get some glare off that but I'd see how it worked out with the window light. I set up the stand and mounted the gold reflector to catch the window light and warm her up. She'd done her hair and make up already. "I was thinking of wearing gym socks. My feet get cold easily."
"That would work great, relaxed at home feel. Except without pants." I said. Cassie laughed at that and dug a pair out of her dresser and sat on the bed and pulled them on folding the tops over giving them a puffed look. I knelt down and brought my camera up framing her. She looked up surprised.
"Now?"
"I'm just getting a feel for the light." I stood and closed one of the blinds. She had a corner room and had windows in both walls. I backed up as far as I could and had her extend her legs towards me. She was very stiff at first, and I mentioned she should point her toes but relax a little to not look stiff. We did a few shots as I stood, she leaned back on her elbows, even tugging the jersey up a bit to show off incredible abs. I started chatting in between directions noting she didn't seem the stereotypical LARPer.
"Oh I'm a huge nerd. Ask me anything about Lord of the Rings, Game of Thrones, Star Wars, I know it."
"A hot, nerd cheerleader. Where were you when I was going here?" I chuckled. Her smile was bright and I captured it before I had her sit back against the wall and found a book for her to open up in front of her to pretend she was studying. She even reached over and grabbed a pen to bite on. I don't know if she'd ever done this sort of thing but she was turning out to be a natural. She got braver and pushed the jersey up over her breasts cupping them as she looked down the barrel of the lens. I had to admit I was getting a little warm as she got into it. I stopped her and asked her if she wanted to go further. She looked as if I'd startled her.
"I know what you told me about your limits. I don't want you to regret it later."
She thought for a moment and looked me in the eyes and nodded. "Thanks. I was getting a little carried away." Her cheeks reddened. "There's a cute bra that goes with these, let me go throw it on.
She opened her drawer grabbed it and skipped into the bath to change. She came back a moment later wearing just the lingerie and I sighed. She peeled off the socks and tossed them aside before climbing back on the bed.
"Let's do this." I beckoned her off the bed and asked her to pull the comforter down. We made a little mess of the sheets and she climbed back onto the bed. We went through several poses and she suggested one. She moved the pillows against the wall and sat back spreading her legs and bringing her knees back. This was going from 'a little racy' to 'Playboy centerfold' pretty fast. She straightened out the fabric and looked at me, a smirk lifted the corner of her mouth as she reached for her anatomy textbook propping it up between her feet hiding the small red V of fabric.
I remained professional but not unaware of what was going on. She'd turned seductress and was teasing me. I reached over and turned her bedside lamp to give a more golden glow and highlight the study aids on the bed.
"I've been thinking I'd like to submit a portfolio to Playboy. Do you know what I'd need to put in there to get them to consider me?"
I stopped in my tracks and looked over my camera at her.
"Honestly I've never looked into it, but if you'd like I'll research it and do it for you."
Her smile was brilliant. She swung around and got on her knees again and unhooked the bra slipping her hands beneath the cups. I watched her pinch her nipples to hardness.
"Do you think I have a chance?" It wasn't the innocent question she thought it was.
"You're beautiful, and you have a lot of interests it seems. They'd be crazy not to consider you."
She lifted the bra over her head and tossed it aside.
"Are my tits okay?"
While slightly larger than Issa's they were beautiful with pale pink nipples.
"Okay is an understatement."
She peeled off her panties rolling back on her butt and tossed them aside. She was mostly shaved, but had a small triangle of blonde hair above her pussy.
"As a guy how would you rate me?" She spread her legs, the pink lips were damp.
"A solid fifteen out of ten." I had turned my wrist so the camera was facing away from her as she showed me her body.
"You seem like the kind of guy I can trust." She said frankly. She nodded at the hand holding the camera and began to run her fingers down the inside of her thigh.
"Are you certain about this?" I asked bluntly.
"Those shots of Issabella on your profile are hot as fuck." She shrugged. "I figured you might see me like that."
"Oh I definitely can see you like that. I want you to think about it. Once these photos are taken, you might reconsider."
The corner of her mouth lifted and the fingers were playing above her pussy and she slid them down and opened herself up.
"Okay we're skipping from Playboy and going a little harder here." I waved a finger at her and she closed her legs with a laugh.
"Are you completely unaware that you've been hard since I took my leggings off?"
