- Who can argue, you can. But I talked about different places, including the ass. We will not be embarrassed, we are discussing the prospects of your business. So, there is no experience, and it will be noticeable in front of the camera. I do not think it will suit many. There are a few more nuances, but what has been said is enough. You can sum up.

Vika, still confused, looked at him, trying to behave in a businesslike manner, as calmly as he.

- So, the results. Your earnings, as a beginner model that will learn along the way, will be about six thousand, plus or minus. You spend at the computer, which means that I will have at least four hours a day. This is a lot, and will create certain inconveniences for me, incomparable with income, say, fifteen percent, that is, a thousand rubles a month. Agree? And this we discard psychological considerations and others, which, in my opinion, play an essential role. Summary: your idea is not beneficial to you or me. So?

Vika nodded hopelessly. Putting the tablet aside, silently pulling the edge of short shorts.

“Don't be upset,” he tried to sincerely console her. - If you knew how many seemingly profitable ideas you have to reject, after a comprehensive review.

- Yes, I understand, Uncle Stas, not a fool. I just thought that I would work for a year and accumulate the necessary amount. A year, maybe two. Everything seemed so simple - she paused, with her palms between her knees.

Stas paused, considering whether to ask, but, nevertheless, asked the question:

- There is one more thing - you just could not get free to undress in front of a man. It would be a shame.

“Ah,” she waved her hand, without raising her head. - Happened. Have experience. Last summer we went with an aunt to a nudist beach, to the sea. A little, at the beginning, scary, and then passed. Do you know her? She always said that you only need to be ashamed of fat, and if you are fine, there is nothing to invent for yourself additional restrictions, and there are enough of them.

Stas nodded. Anya he knew, she did not like the framework, constantly defending her freedom, to do what she liked. Maybe this was one of the reasons why they did not work out.

- I know I know. She does not like stupid prohibitions. Let's go and have a cup of coffee with a chocolate to lift the mood, otherwise you just hung your head.

Chocolate did not help, she sat in the kitchen, hanging her nose. She washed the cups behind her and behind him, putting them not a shelf. She and Anya often came to him, just like that, so both knew very well where that lies.

Vika, closing the locker door, suddenly asked at random:

- Uncle Stas, and you do not need a house mate? Still a three-room apartment? Get out there, wash the dishes, cook, wash, and in general?

“No, I don’t need it, I manage it myself,” he answered, laughing. He knew that it was difficult to find a temporary part-time job for young people. - But you know, I have an offer for you.

She looked at him hopefully.

- You know that my hobby is photography? Without boasting, I will say that there is a certain level. And now I need a model. While two, three sessions. But, not just a model, but a nude model. I have now a few ideas. Payment and a half thousand for the session. Session - one, maximum two hours. Not much, of course, but ... You saw my photos?

- Do you really think I can? - Vika from excitement even jumped "on you". - I agree. Your photos, Uncle Stas ... they are very good. You are a real artist! Will I come up? But what about ... - she looked at her chest doubtfully, barely protruding under the T-shirt.

Still, a very, very relaxed girl.

- Come on. But let's first talk to Anya, listen to what she says.

“I'm eighteen, I can make a decision myself,” Vika shook her head stubbornly.

- You live with her, she is responsible for you, so this is also her concern. And that's it, let's not argue, - he stopped her possible objections. - There will be her consent - I will take you, if not, sorry.

The next, at about nine in the evening, Stas rang the doorbell. Opening the door, I saw Anya.

“Hello, come on,” he smacked her on her cheek. - Would you like some coffee?

“Hello, hello, seducer of young girls,” she smiled. - I will, of course.

In the kitchen, she sat down at the table, and he took up coffee. Anya looked at him, smiling.

- I had a very informative conversation with Vika yesterday. Very informative! Many words were said about art, masterpieces, creators of beauty, which also included photo artists. The arguments cited ancient Greece, India, Japan, even the Bible. Even I myself was quoted many times. She also referred to classic examples from world literature, while appealing to our last trip to the sea. I, of course, could not resist and gave permission. Are you happy?

- Yeah, - hemmed back Stas, hiding a smile, presenting the picture described. - It is not easy for you to get. Here are the evil fruits of education. But I want to note that she, in this case, you poured out. The same purposeful - putting on the table two cups of coffee.

- Yeah, an educated girl grew up - Anya sighed. - To be honest, I don’t doubt you, I know you. As said, so be it. Here it is - is another matter. Especially, as you correctly noticed - I poured out. When I remember ... - she took a sip of coffee. - Tell me, why do you always get such a great coffee? Itself, how many did not cook - not that.

- Maybe because I carefully control the whole process.

- This is not to take away from you. Reliable you, - she said either condemning, or approving. - Okay, now about selfish question. Consider me her agent. You intend to pay her one and a half per session. You do not confuse? Beginner model, without experience, and such a bet? I was interested in how much it costs. Maximum of five hundred per hour - now she looked at Stas with interest, sipping coffee in small sips.

- You are some strange agent, dissatisfied with the high rate. You are not acting in the interests of the model, - Stas laughed. - But I will explain, there is no secret here. Those girls that are offered on the market, especially in our city, look somewhat vulgar, shabby, you might say. Not the capital of tea. Level accordingly. They are addressed in case of extreme need. Photographers are lovers, in most cases costing their women. Sometimes lovers are recruited, if the type comes across interesting, or rare. On average, it costs the amount I named. Of course, fussing with amateurish women is more, but the result is often worth the effort. But again, I want to note that such cases are rare - rather the exception, as far as I know. And this situation is everywhere in the province. Moscow and St. Petersburg - there is another, of course, but here it is.

- Yes, everywhere there are their own features ... That’s what you shot me so often, and for free. It can be said, he used me, in a moment of weakness, when I could not argue with you, being blinded by passion ... But it turned out great, I do not argue. I hung one of your works. There I turned out so beautiful, you flattered me. Friends still squeal with delight.

“Come on,” he waved his hand casually. “You are.” And I did not have to persuade you too much. Or maybe? - he squinted slyly. “Or maybe you didn't know me well.” In fact, I am the secret lustful voyeur, and my passion is to look at naked women.

“Exactly,” she picked up his tone. - It just came to me just now. And you, in order to satisfy your perverse tendencies, go to all sorts of tricks, luring into your networks innocent and naive girls and women. Horror! - she laughed. - Good. Engage. I'll go. We need to cook something for her tomorrow. And that, and will sit on sandwiches. Itself today did not have time, I wound up hanging out with my friends on the embankment, it will come late. Bye, - she got up and went to the front door. Holding the handle, she stopped. - And by the way, when should she be ready?

- I do not know, - Stas thought, I will call her in advance. - But not before the weekend, for sure. Need to think,... Read more →