Chapter 3 The Next Day
The sun is incredibly bright as it shines through the windows of the studio. I'm setting up several lights as I hear the front door open.
"Hello?"
"Hi!" I hear Brandi's voice as she enters the studio.
I almost drop the light I'm repositioning as she enters. Brit moves close to me as I finish working with the light. Her jeans are incredibly tight and her white tee is form fitting.
"Grab a broom, we only have a few hours before our first clients arrive."
I periodically stop to check on her progress. Her hair clinging to the back of her neck as she works up a sweat getting the studio clean.
It's almost time for the first client to arrive when Brandi asks what I need her to do next.
"The bathrooms."
The look of disappointment briefly crosses her face as I answer quick and authoritatively.
She disappears into the 'staff' bathroom with bucket and cleaners in hand already looking tired from the cleaning.
An hour passes.
As the first client leaves the studio, pleased with the shoot, I notice Brandi is nowhere to be seen.
I walk into the bathroom without knocking, Brandi startled at my entrance, sitting back on the toilet, her jeans down around her knees, her phone in hand.
Paying no attention to her awkward situation, "I have very few rules working here but one is no texting during work hours.
Outraged at my sudden lack of respect for privacy, Brandi stands about to argue when she realizes how exposed she is, quickly covering herself.
"I do expect what I request to be followed..."
"But..."
"...And next time, lock the door." as I step back out into the studio.
Chapter 4 Closing Time
The last client of the day finally leaves the studio as Brandi turns the lock on the front door behind them.
I retreat to my office to look over the proofs from the day's shoot as Brandi stands in the doorway.
"Look, about the bathroom today..."
I cut her off before she can finish "It's in the past, I won't barge in again."
Silence.
I look up to see her eyes locked on mine.
"What's in the large black box?"
"Several clients have very different tastes in photographs. Different props I don't like to keep out."
"I don't understand"
I stand up from behind the desk and walk out into the studio without saying a word. In the far back corner of the studio, I open the black box for Brandi to see. I reach in taking hold a black leather cat of nine tails.
"Some clients like things a bit rougher than most."
"You take pictures of people using that?"
"You understand that what I'm about to tell you doesn't leave this studio."
"I won't say a word"
"Yes, it starts with photographs but some women want more, after eight hours a day of being in control, some only want to be controlled. And I give them that."
"And they like that?"
"You would be surprised what they like" as I pick up a large twelve inch black dildo."
