(Author's Note: this story intertwines with other stories I have written. It takes place before all the other stories that have Rorke, Avery, and Jack's POV. You do not have to read all the other stories to understand or enjoy what occurs. The theme of these stories are ENM/CFNM and I hope you like this arc and check out my other works if you feel inclined. Thanks for reading!)
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This is the story of how I fell in love with a girl who lives to see me naked and embarrassed. My name is Santiago Hernandez. I am tall, have a tan complexion, dark-brown hair, and bright green eyes; I am altogether pretty good-looking and out searching for a job now that I have graduated high school.
I have three good friends: the confident Rorke, sweet Jack, and smart Avery. In our little group I am by far the youngest and newest to join their circle. However, age does not matter when the four of us ended up sharing and embarrassing encounter when we first met. But that is another story for another time...
I want to talk about this amazing girl that I met and how her schemes brought me and my best friends into some of the most humiliating situations we have ever been in. Her name is Scarlet and she is by far the hottest, sexiest, and most devious girl I have ever met. And I can't help but love her.
I had just graduated from high school and was looking for a part time job once I got accepted to Intectus Deprehendi University on a swimming scholarship (I was team captain in high school). I saw an advertisement for a well-paying position online. The job was being offered at an art studio owned by a notable photographer by the name of Rosanna Byrne somewhere close in town. It seemed perfect. I sent in a photo of myself along with proof that I was 18 years old as the application demanded and the next day I couldn't believe I was offered an interview!
Eagerly arriving at the studio, I walked into a glorious building surrounded by greenery and statues. Whoever owned this place must be loaded! Sure enough, I quickly encountered a lovely red-headed woman holding an expensive-looking camera. I could tell right away that she must have been my future employer, Rosanna. I was nervous for this interview so I thought I should give a polite greeting first. But before I could even utter a word, Ruby took one look at me and said one word: "Strip!"
That was the first encounter with my girlfriend's older sister.
After several moments of awkward silence I finally spoke, "Pardon me?"
"You heard me correctly handsome." Rosanna smiled and snapped a picture of my incredulous face. CLICK! "You're the guy who applied for the modeling position right? I took one look at your photo and knew I had to have you...work for me that is...I can tell you right now that you got the job, all you have to do is pose for some my more... shall we say, 'revealing' photos."
I couldn't believe this was happening. The application said I had to work in the studio. I assumed I was going to be moving around equipment, cleaning floors, fetching coffee, or something like that. I never imagined I was going to be asked to get photographed naked!
"NO! nononononono! Miss Byrne..." I pleaded.
"Please call me Rose." The red haired photographer waved over an assistant who handed her a paper pad and pen. She began writing on it completely unnerved by my protest.
"Rose, there seems to be some kind of misunderstanding. I'm not a model, certainly not a nude model. I just wanted to get a job with decent pay for some spending money while I was going to college. I didn't think that..."
"This will be your starting salary should you agree." Rose shoved the pad in my face with a number written on it. Once I saw that number, my eyes widened and my face turned red. For I knew with an offer like that, I was going strip.
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My first task as Rose's model was to lie in a bed in her studio fully clothed while pretending to sleep. I found it quite strange to discover a twin bed lying in a room in front of a giant blank screen with and a glass wall to the side of the building. When I asked Rose what the purpose for that was, she told me it was for the lighting. It still made me uneasy considering anybody passing by the studio could just peer in.
