Lucy

"Isn't that Lucy?"

I remember he mentioned him to me so this is what I thought was wrong with our silence two. He cleared his throat and motioned to set aside our table.

"Is she also a model?"

He just nodded as we simultaneously watched his natural poses in front of the camera. She's looking sexy under the heat of the sun, her tan skin is reflecting in sun rays, what she's wearing is what I saw of her before. I looked at myself. I'm wearing a white boho maxi dress, compared to other models it's more conservative for me. Only my collar bone and my other thigh I think it shows, while the models are more frugal in their wear.

They look natural and comfortable while I'm not. I look awkward when in fact, compared to them I am so wrapped up.

The afternoon came and I also had time for a few photos. I feel so nervous at the thought of posing in front of the camera, Lourd is pouring out all sorts of words to make me feel better. Even the photographer Mr. Travers did the same.