Chapiter 3

— Naked? Are you sure?

Her interlocutor shook her head in an affirmative way.

— And, no minors, eh? Wanted to reassure the brunette.

After this short discussion, she put her things away, as she was not supposed to hang around the building, as she would soon be entertaining about twenty girls without clothes in her flat. The idea itself was exciting. Just because the photos would be used for articles about the woman and her body, it didn't mean that Sun' was no longer allowed to indulge herself from time to time.

The young brunette was talking to her boss earlier, yes, it is true that she was the kind of woman who would not take orders and the whole novel that goes with it, but the offer was quite pleasant and timely, so much so that she couldn't refuse this ultra-feminist magazine. In reality, she had a big salary what... Nothing nobler.

As she left for lunch with earphones in her ears, no table was empty. The building's refectory was swamped with too many people. No, she hadn't made any friends or "colleagues" yet, she was just too busy thinking. No, the bitch just didn't have the balls to go and talk to people...

— Hey, are you coming? We're going to eat out. At the cafe next door. Offers her a tall, short-haired half-breed.

First of all stuck on his tattoos and the intensity of the tattoos of the young man in front of her, then by the sight of his mates who were just as attractive as the half-breed. Finally, after a long month, people began to approach her and this could allow her to sleep or try to sleep - if the good Lord could give her grace.

— Yes. With pleasure. Said Sun' as if he suddenly came out of his thoughts.

As he left the building, the man with no visible tattoos said:

— What's up? Loïc, you forget to make the introductions?

— De...so...lé, whispered the famous Loïc in question.

— What, she still doesn't answer? Ask for the one with the bun and a nose piercing (They were all in shirt trousers, only boys).... It was weird, but it was.

— She tells me to come over to her place, but I don't feel like it. You know what I mean?

— Serious. She said to the one who wanted to be introduced.

It was only a few minutes after starting to eat that Sun' understood three things about these guys, one "they were probably not as old as she was", two "they were trainees, she was sure of that", three "she couldn't sleep with any of them, to avoid rumours". This cost her an invisible sigh for the boys. The tallest was Loïc, the one who only made her laugh was Paul and the last one with a bun very concentrated on his phone was Paul-André.

Lunch unfortunately didn't last, because as she had learned earlier, taking pictures of naked women was her programme for that day. Even though almost no words came out of her mouth, the brunette kissed the guys to thank them and then headed to her car.

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When she arrived home, the twenty girls weren't there, which was good for her, as she had been able to take a shower and put on a light, casual dress instead of the jeans and top that made her look responsible. There were only a few minutes left before the girls' imminent arrival, fortunately Uber Eat had to be born. She ordered some fast food, yes, it wasn't models that had to be photographed in this flat. The group came at the same time with the delivery men - fortunately she was going to get her money back, considering the bill. The brunette had laid out food on the dining table, but first she had to be able to talk. From her short height, she climbed up onto the kitchen worktop without a hitch.

— Hello Ladies!! With a heavy smile.

— Hello Sunshine! They say in chorus.

— First of all thank you for being here, and your trust, because even though you are paid to be here; it is first of all a state of mind - showing your body. So you're going to split into two groups; the first group is all those who don't want to go any further than underwear. And group two, well, anyway, you've got it, so split yourself up. And the buffet is free !!!!!

Following these words, Sun' called one by one to discuss and take notes on the latter. She also wanted to check that she was really in tune with their bodies to the point of letting a stranger reveal herself to you. This was what made her most happy - to know who she was taking pictures of, why she should be part of this album. So, one by one, they told different and unique stories for each of their personalities. But when this blue-haired girl came in front of Sun', she liked her, her curves were so obvious, even though she only had wide trousers and a simple t-shirt; no big breasts, no big buttocks, just the necessary, a little bigger than Sun'. She was just beautiful, as much as her blue eyes perfectly matching her short hair of the same colour.

— Ève Rollin, twenty-seven years old, has been in a relationship for three years and I work in the tax department. Followed by a warm smile.

Decidedly it was her day to meet new people.

— Tell me a little about yourself, Ève. she said with a seductive look in her eyes.

— Um, actually, my boyfriend had stopped everything with me, well, we used to see each other from time to time but he didn't love me at all anymore. He had even forgotten my birthday and didn't care as if nothing had happened. I can tell you that I cried a lot that day, but I was able to deal with it, and now he's coming back and I don't know what to do. It's disturbing, you see? Especially since he is my second love.

Strangely enough, the brunette saw some resemblance to Clinton. Hey, maybe he's an ex, too.

— Please use my first name, I don't feel comfortable being you. Especially as I'm younger than you.

The young girl with half-azur hair smiled and then continued her story. After her story, she asked the girls to undress and they did so without even being ashamed. At first the first group was walking around the house in their underwear, then she took out her camera and started taking pictures. Sun' as usual took pictures by surprise with the focus effect, or portrait for others. This inattentive effect made the pictures better as I said before. But soon the girls were going home and there were only three girls left. The first one was on the balcony at dusk, she took off her clothes one by one; in a subtle slow-motion she threw her clothes on the floor - her clothes, Sun', took the opportunity to take a series of shots more magnificent than ever. Then it was the turn of the splendid Michelle, dark, with lots of hair and remarkable curves. It was a real feast for the eyes. Sun' was careful not to take pictures of their intimacy. Finally, there was only the one with the blue mane who was still all dressed up in Sun''s room. As if to give her some privacy during her call, she went into her living room to tidy up.

— Ho! They all left already? Eve is surprised.

— Yes, they have. Sun' smiles as she puts the cardboard boxes in a garbage bag.

— How do you do it then? That I get undressed?

— Yes, wait until I get the camera, I don't want to miss it.

...

— You're beautiful, you know?

— Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you.

— With those piercing eyes, you don't leave me indifferent.

— Even if I told you I was straight? she underlined with a provocative smile, while unhooking her bra made of a very light fabric. When the latter hit the floor, revealing to Sun' great pleasure - a proudly raised bosom.

It was at that moment that the two girls were looking at each other so intensely that Sun' was blushing gently, so to divert attention she took her camera and put it in front of her eye. The more Eve turned, the more bewitching she became for the brunette, the exchanges of glances were more exciting than disturbing. To say that she was beautiful was an understatement, to believe that she left him indifferent would have been more than a sacrilege. And all this, Eve must have realised very quickly. She turned around and gave the photographer her back, and she didn't lose a crumb, but she noticed a line of birth dates from her ankle to her neck, passing through her left buttock. However, this area was still hidden by a short panty line on her buttocks. It was tattoos, Eve had confessed it to him, as usual the brunette was totally blown away. First of all by the beauty of the work and the place where it had been placed.

— Whose birth dates are these? said the young woman, caressing the line with her fingertips.

— My exes... Let go of the naked one as if in a peaceful sigh.

The moment in itself was not so surprising, the most improbable thing was Clinton's birthday on the lady's neck, after having watched it for a long time Sun' felt it as a form of jealousy inside herself. Her desire to possess and rob the one who had left her alone was growing stronger. She missed these two partners so visibly that she couldn't get laid with anyone, but there was something different and even better about this Eve - she was probably the girlfriend of her non-ex-boyfriend; this mixture had everything to make her hot with desire, not so much either. She took it up again, while the other one removed the last piece of cloth from her body, after doing so she sat down in front of the photographer and spread her legs, an innocent smile stuck to her face. Then she got dressed and walked out of the latter's flat without even a word or a smile, but for that evening; Sun' didn't need to be alone and wanted her company, which was already very pleasant.

The young brunette walked to her room to change, a pair of shorts with a simple top - she took them. Sandals on her feet to go with what she had on her body. But that wasn't all, her head was starting to spin and these were the first signs of a sleepless night she didn't want to live through, to get away from it she had to resort to those famous magic pills. Five in all, she stared at herself in the mirror, believing that she was just a shadow of her shadow, but she swallowed the pills without a liquid to help them pass through her throat. Then she went down the stairs and joined Eve in the car park which was patiently waiting for her, as if she was waiting for someone to come along. The dim lights of the place would make her beautiful face sublime with her little cornered grin.

— I thought you were going to let me go home alone," she said as she got into her car on the driver's side.

Without a word the beautiful brunette did the same, but on the passenger side.

Let's go:

— Why did he come back to me?

The brunette sighed at first, she didn't know how to formulate her sentence or where to start. Because Clinton was a story, a book with a copper cover and stainless steel pages. It was a myth.

— He wanted someone who loved him. But I was making him live a relationship that was a little too passionate and open. She finally confessed, running her hand through her hair.

— And I love him like crazy, I try to get him out of my head. But he's there. She confessed as she got out of the car.

As they entered Eve's flat, the brunette's hand slipped over her waist to hold him close to her. Then she finally put a kiss on his neck.

— After that night, let him come back into your life. He's a good person. she added, placing her lips once again on those of her ex-lover's ex.

Everything felt there, from passion to envy, passing through more than physical sensations. None of them wanted to rush. Sun' caressed her back delicately, Eve held her tightly by passing her hands over her waist, before coming to grab her buttocks. This raised the temperature by one or more degrees. Quickly Eve's clothes were on the floor, Sun' went down on her partner's rigid nipples, she was not used to taking care of a girl. For there was only Alice to provide pleasure. She knew how to do it...

Just as the brunette's face appeared in the brunette's head, her hen accelerated, her eyes wrinkled and her tongue titillated Eve's swollen clitoris - sitting on the sofa. The more she did, the more pleasure her partner felt. As she approached orgasm, the moans that filled the living room came to Sunshine's ears as an illumination, a tear was shed, many followed her very closely. Why did they follow her? Where did it come from? How is it possible?

Sunshine Grace had the answer to her questions that night, nevertheless, she didn't have an orgasm, not even a drop of cyprin coming out of her vulva. Which was quite disappointing. The next day, at dawn, she got up with ease, observed the disorder and went home. Just a t-shirt, barefoot, and we wondered why we were staring at her. It was not a first for her neighbourhood, but those in the centre of town where Eve lived were shocked, on the verge of a heart attack. At least there brunette could count on the BTS in her ears.She was so comfortable that she started taking pictures with fans who recognised her - her attire? "The beauty of the body is nudity" she answered on the networks. Finally back in her quarters, she went to the bathroom, took all her products and put them in a garbage bag. Then she came to her computer to select the pictures she wanted to send.

The days passed, the brunette was colder than ever. But Paule and Loïc didn't want to let go of her heels, on the other hand she only gave in after a long month. Luckily for her, neither of them was selected for a position within the company. The day was over, the temperature did not change, always warm in California, she noticed the whole thing accompanied by a fine smile. For a late July it was understandable, but Sun' never got used to it, when she arrived in her flat the cool water soon began to slide down her body. This was very soothing. The brunette took her camera and put it in front of her, dried it, combed her hair and dressed it, and then put it on the doll, so that she could stand in front of the lens.

— Hm... Hm... She started coughing, we won't go through fifty paths, friends, I would like to thank you first of all because I reached the million subscribers on Instagram last week, I too was entitled to my blue circle which certifies my account... But that's not the point, Thanks to you I was able to live my dream, I had the opportunity to share my photos with the whole world, those pictures that had nothing written on them but spoke to everyone in every language. Since I was young I did nothing else, and that made me very happy, at least I think so. Photography has been a refuge for me because I never had any self-esteem as a friend, I hated myself very early on, and I thought that having likes, retweetings and vernissages with high personalities were going to fill me up, fill that void. Alas, it was getting huge and deeper than I imagined, despite all your messages of encouragement. Knowing this, I caused harm to all those who spent the night with me, worse I was cold, I always had to fake it... If I tell you this it's not because I'm a bitch, well, yes, a little, given my conquests... I must confess that if I never published photos of myself, it's because emotions were lost, and knowing this I had to maintain a relationship. But she has broken me, even if I can't cry or smile, let alone feel anger, she has done something to me I am sure. And that's why I decide to stop everything today, and leave to discover the world, I'm laughing! I just stop. Thanks again to all of you.

The video was on her Youtube account two hours later when she had erased every trace of her on the web. Messages were pouring in on her mobile phone, which was dipped in a glass of bourbon a few minutes after the flood of notifications. She rolled a joint on her bed on her stomach and finally emptied herself.

Although they were in the same town, they had never met again, not even once. Alice had lost weight, gained firm buttocks and stamina in all tests, she was an unshakeable woman. That's why she found herself that night in New York, fresh out of her Café, which she took care to close. She then walked to the underground, took the underground, and arrived at Time Square where she was staying. But as she crossed the asphalt road, she saw a crowd in front of a giant billboard, and she turned around towards it. It wasn't true, she said, it can't be true, she tried to believe. But the reality was there, shocking but real. The cars honked their horns but she was no longer with us, captivated by the videos that were playing, with no sound track, just raw videos. The first video showed Alice showing the camera holder a tour of the city, the second showed Alice sleeping in the underground, the third showed Alice dancing with a girl whose face was blurred, the last was the blonde holding the camera and filming Sun' sleeping, she woke her up as gently as she could, and Sun' smiled before kissing the floor. After that, a sentence was written: "Happy Birthday Alice-Senpai"

The message was clear and selfish. For once in her life, she was running, smiling, warm tears pouring out. How did she know she would be there? She didn't know as much as you who forgot your Facebook code, just a simple hunch. The brunette now had short brown hair, green eyes and was crying her eyes out in front of Alice's café. When Alice's emotional gaze met her own; there, and only there, she felt that her spirit was finally free.