Crazy as this story sounds it is interesting because it seemed so difficult at the start and proved to be quite easy in the end. What am I talking about? I have a photographic studio where I work with my wife making an excellent living doing portrait photographs of budding young women in all sorts of poses. My lovely wife Gina takes care of the models by dressing them and making up their faces and bodies so they will look wonderful when the finished photographs are taken.
Most of my subjects are young women probably aged from 25 up to 40 who want a special photograph of themselves in all stages of undress to present to their husbands and lovers. Occasionally I will get a much younger girl in who wants to impress her boyfriend but these are rare. About 20% of my subject want nude or semi-nude photographs and we always oblige our customers. Another 30% would want undies type shots and most of the rest are simple glamour photographs. Of course a small part of our work includes children and men.
Gina and I made a pact when we first started our studio that I would never interfere in any way with our models. I could look at their lovely bodies but I could never touch except for the occasional hand on an arm to get it right for a pose but never actually feeling up any of the women. This was fair because it would have been wrong to do that and anyway I wouldn't have had the chance at all because we always worked together. We both loved the work and we had no complaints at all working the long hours together to make sure we got the best results.
One evening I received a phone call at the studio from an old friend with whom I attended college. He had started up a business where he traded videos and photographs and was doing a very successful trade at his business. His call was to ask me if I could get any photographs of naked hairy women which he could use in his business. He hastened to tell me the photographs would be used in foreign countries and would never be seen locally. He also told me he would pay very well for the right sort of photographs and would cover all expenses incurred in making the photographs. I was completely stunned by his request and told him I would think about it but I had a lot of doubts how I would go about it. Every model I had had for photographs would never want their photographs distributed and I didn't know where I could get hairy models. He increased his payment offer and told me he was desperate for photographs and would I please get back to him as soon as possible.
I talked this over with Gina and she laughed when I told her I didn't know how to go about finding the hairy girls even if we did want to go ahead with the plan. When she learned how much we would be paid for the photographs she suggested we give it a try and if it didn't work out then nothing much was lost. She agreed the biggest problem was to find models who were hairy and would be prepared to be photographed naked.
We pondered this over for several days but couldn't find any ideas which could possibly work. We had a very slow afternoon on this particular day so I told Gina I was going out to see if I could find a hairy model! She laughed and wished me the best of luck.
Where could I possibly go to find a hairy girl! I knew my prospects were limited because the girl would have to be 18 or more (for legal reasons) and she would have to be reasonably attractive with a good figure. Anyway, how in the hell does one find a hairy girl when most of their hairy parts are always covered! This wasn't going to be easy. I walked along several streets looking at every girl who fell into the over 18 group who was attractive and then couldn't get up the nerve to ask her if she was hairy!
Eventually I ended up in a large shopping mall and whilst sitting down drinking another cup of coffee I watched as the girls went by again not having the slightest idea whether they were hairy or not. I had learned from my friend that the girls should have hairy pubic areas, hairy underarms and if possible hairy forearms. He didn't think there was a market for girls with hairy legs but I could include them if I found them. What a joke - how would I ever find girls like that! Most of the girls who were passing me were very attractive and would never be likely to have hairy underarms and certainly wouldn't want their photographs taken.
I was just about to give up when a group of college girls sat down at a table near me and started to drink their coffee and eat their donuts. There were four girls in the group and three of them jumped up and returned to the assistant to purchase more donuts. I looked over at the one remaining girl, who smiled at me, probably because I was staring at her. I decided I had to at least try one girl so I downed the last of my coffee, stood up and walked the short distance to where she was sitting.
Panic started to set in but I had started and had to continue with my project. I quickly took a $50 note from my wallet and handed it to her. I then said with my best business like voice, "Please accept this money. I am not trying to make a pass at you or to ask you to do anything immoral but I do want to ask you a question and hope you will answer it for me. Here is my business card so you will see I am a genuine person and am not trying to do something terrible. I trust you to do the right thing for me and not rush off and report me as a dirty old man. The question I want to ask you is - I wonder if you know any women of any age over 18 who are hairy and wouldn't mind being photographed naked! I know that seems like a silly question but I don't know how to ask it any other way. Please do not be offended and please don't make a fuss and start screaming - I don't want to get into trouble talking to a nice young woman like you!"
This rather attractive college lass grinned at me and then began laughing but acted quite respectably perhaps due to her college background. She said she could understand why I am embarrassed and she could see why I would be worried she might make a fuss but she assured me she wouldn't be doing anything like that.
She then said, "I presume any girl would be paid well to be photographed naked but how would she be assured the photographs wouldn't fall into the wrong hands and be shown locally?" I quickly explained what my friend wanted and gave her a quick outline of the rewards for photographs but I also emphasized that the girl would have to be hairy to fill the requirement. I was also able to explain how the photographs would only be seen in overseas countries and never in this country.
She then stunned me by asking if the photographs would be taken in my studio. I quickly told her how I operated the studio with my wife and she would be present at every photographic shoot. Her next statement amazed me. She said, "Well, you wouldn't realize it just looking at me but I am quite hairy and I would be willing to have my photograph taken if all you have said it true!" I immediately told her to ring my wife at the studio whenever she felt like it and she could come and see how we worked. She already had my money and my card stowed safely in her purse and told me she would contact me soon. I could see the other girls were ready to return to the table but just before I moved away she undid the button on the sleeve of her blouse and pulled it up past her elbow showing me a lovely growth of forearm hair. It wasn't too thick nor long but it was certainly just what I imagined my friend wanted. I thanked her and then left hoping like mad she would do as she had said and call our studio.
Elated with my success I headed back to the studio busting to tell Gina all about my success. Once I explained how I had approached the girl and what had happened she congratulated me and gave me a big hug and kiss. She then admitted she was rather turned on by hairy girls - she had seen some in a magazine - and told me she hoped this girl would ring the studio. She wasn't hoping as much as I was - I felt completely exhausted with my efforts.
A whole week passed and we heard nothing from this girl. I told Gina I had now given up hope of ever hearing from her and decided I would ring my friend Steve and tell him I had no success. It would be best to ring Steve in the evening and so I made a mental note for that night.
During the afternoon about 4.30pm our front door opened and in walked the young girl I had been hoping to see. She had a great grin on her face and came straight over to me and told me she had called in to have a look around the premises. I tried to introduce her to my wife but of course I didn't know her name. She helped me by telling me she was called Dianne and she greeted Gina in a very friendly manner. Gina was quite impressed with Dianne and of course so was I. Anyway we chatted about nothing in particular and then we both showed her around our studio. We could both see she was quite impressed with our setup and I felt she was quite comfortable with us. When the tour was finished we returned to my office and Gina went about some of her work.