Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. I do not make money from these stories. Please do not copy and plagiarize my work.
This story is a loosely based prequel to my Fine Time series. It takes place two years before the events of the first Fine Time story, enjoy!
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August 2013
London, England
Freshly mowed green grass covered the ground of the yard with the sunlight offering a clear vision to see how deep it's color was. Within the middle of the summer, the heat was nearly unbearable by the afternoon hours. That was something about the season Nathan had known all too well from growing up back home in California. It had been over a year now since he had last seen the valleys and mountains from back home, but sometimes a change of scenery was needed to reboot goals and plans moving forward in life. At twenty-seven years old, he had come to accept the possibility of making a living far away from home when he found himself in Britain after accepting an offer from a friend to fly across the pond and join a photography company.
Getting behind the camera had been all Nathan had known in terms of an occupying career since leaving college. He had attended Berkley, majoring in cinematography yet found himself struggling to get any jobs around Hollywood which had been his lifelong dream. Struggling to make ends meet on budgets and with debt piling up from student loans, leaving the U.S. behind had been something of a breath of fresh air. He had only been in London for a week now and realized quickly that he had much to learn about his surroundings but was confident that the job wouldn't be so hard. So far, seeing cars drive on the opposite side of roads and listening to choice words from his new co-workers had proven that this would be a different experience from living back home.
The company he had signed onto had sold most of their contracts of photographers out to two glamour modelling magazines going by the names of Nuts and Loaded. Nathan had only learned this after getting off the plane and meeting with his friend Mark who had invited him to England in the first place. Mark had informed him that the company needed a few new photographers after the last crew working with Nuts had decided to open their own studio that would be for an online pay service with photo shoots. Not caring about any of the inner politics of how the company was ran, Nathan simply desired to have an income week to week or month to month. The salary and benefits was good enough for him, leaving him with the hope that perhaps he could begin to catch up on his debt that had been accumulated from years in college.
Glamour modelling was something of a foreign concept to Nathan. From his time in college, all he considered was the possibilities of operating cameras for film and television. Accepting his job, he had been told he would operate a camera for filming purposes beyond snapping photos. His experience with photography had all been second-hand, but none of it mattered. In the end, this chance had come down to knowing the right people who had connections. Mark had been a man he met from another friend who had managed to make it into a film studio in Hollywood. All Nathan knew about Mark was that he worked as some sort of agent within the glamour modelling industry in Britain where he had moved. It wouldn't be until Nathan had arrived in London did he finally learn more details. Mark had mentioned a few names, none of which Nathan had heard of but he made it clear that the woman he currently represented as an agent was none other than Lucy Pinder.
Today was the day Nathan would be meeting Lucy Pinder for the first time. Her name had been thrown around in conversations with other men that worked in the photography crew, spoken in tones that carried weight of royalty and prestige. One man had described her as 'the most beautiful woman in all of Britain', another making a comment about how she had 'the greatest rack' he had ever seen. Mark had made a point to him that he should feel honored that his first photo session would be with her and not another model. Nathan didn't indulge in any curiosity to look over previous photoshoots of her. The one thing he had learned quick about glamour modelling was that the women usually were stacked with heavy buxom builds and lingerie or other skimpy outfits that led to topless shoots. It was different from the fashion modelling he had witnessed back home in the US as the women were more of his time.
A shadow cast over the grass beyond some stone tiles making up what was a large, two-story house standing in front of him. Nathan's feet were pushed down into white flip flops and he wore pair of white cargo shorts. The shirt over his skinny body was of a faded yellow color. It beat wearing something dark in the middle of the summer and becoming sweaty within an hour. His face displayed a clear five o'clock shadow of small black hairs as he had not shaved in the past two days. Brown eyes matched his short hair that was still freshly cut from days ago. Stepping out from the shade, he ran his hand through his hair to feel for any sweat while walking around the house to reach the back area. The camera crew had already set up a few pieces to prevent the sun from beaming down. A purple colored blowup pool ring and floatable mat lay on the ground as Nathan had guessed those would be small pieces used for the photo shoot. A few men stood around preparing equipment, all of them dressed in casual wear. One man looked over his way and spoke up.
"Miss. Pinder will be ready shortly. You're gonna shoot photos in the first outfit, then when she comes back out I want you to grab the other camera and record on video. Another photographer will handle the rest."
Nathan nodded back at the man before replying.
