After Clarissa's audition with Chuck and Harry and their boss, she felt comfortable with them.
They called her about a week later.
"Honey, they want me to pose outside in a cornfield."
"Why?" I asked.
"They said they're doing a series of outdoor photos and they asked if I had a problem with people watching."
"It's not hard to guess what you told them. Where will this be taking place?"
"About a half hour from here, but don't worry they going to pick me up tomorrow."
"Are you sure you will be okay... alone?" She smiled and gave me a funny look so I nodded.
Clarissa was dressed in her short jeans skirt. They came in a van and as she walked to the curb, the door slid open. I recognized Chuck but there were three other guys whom I did not recognize.
Clarissa later told me that they were just friends of Chuck who were coming for the ride.
When they reached the farm, there was another carload of guys waiting, with Harry. I guess Clarissa must've looked a little bit nervous, with all these guys. Harry and Chuck were able to reassure her.
Clarissa and the entourage walked a few minutes to the edge of a cornfield and Harry motioned for the guys to take some seats. Apparently they had left some barrels and beach chairs and there was a cooler with beer. They offered Clarissa a beer and she drank it somewhat quickly.
"Don't you have wine?" She asked.
One of the guys rummaged through the cooler and came up with a pre-packaged margarita, which Clarissa drank quickly. They asked her to stand in front of some rocks and one of them started taking pictures.
They stood there for quite a while, telling jokes and trying to get her to laugh, and the photographer didn't seem to intent on moving any quicker. Clarissa finished her margarita rather quickly and seemed to relax.
Harry was directing the shoot.
"Clarissa, can you show us all that pretty tummy of yours, like you did last time?"
She smiled, seemed to hesitate a moment and then with a bigger grin pulls her shirt up to show her navel.
"Very nice. You are so hot. Do you feel comfortable showing us a little bit more?" "You're the boss Harry." She pulled up her shirt above her tits and smiled nervously at the audience. She noticed that they were rapidly becoming a fan club. No one was talking.
She was starting to feel the margarita, looked over at Harry who was smiling, and she pulled the shirt over her head and tossed it away.
"You are beautiful. Tell me Clarissa, since you're used to nude modeling, I bet you didn't wear panties. I'm I right?"
"You really know me Harry. Of course, I don't want to create panty lines on my skin."
She pulled up her skirt to show her furry pussy. She could hear audible gasps from the guys on the barrels. They just stared at her crotch.
"Clarissa, since there are no secrets left, would you mind getting rid of the skirt?"
It's interesting that she took off the skirt and stood before these strangers completely nude, but she didn't look at them. She turned to Harry.
"Harry, I feel embarrassed. Was I supposed to shave?"
He laughed. No, this is why I wanted to bring you here. A lot of guys like a hairy pussy and a lot of girls shave it these days. I think it's beautiful.
