The old corset was tight. Sally didn't like that. But it also pushed up her breasts, which Griff really liked and decided to begin the shoot with images of her full breasts captured in silk and whalebone. Then it was on to her frilly skirt, a low angle shot that exposed the fact she wore no underwear. So the corset was gone to Sally's great relief and then the skirt, and there was our Sally, naked as the day she was born.

Her inner exhibitionist took over in the excitement of being nude in front of strangers. She pouted and kissed at the camera, played with her toes while flashing her cunt at the crew, and leaning toward the camera for a panoramic shot of her breasts. On and on she went, becoming more and more inventive and provocative in her poses, talking to Griff and working with his suggestions, until Griff said, "OK Sally, spread your legs."

She stopped and sat up on the settee, looking down quickly. "Why do you want me to do that?" she asked plaintively. She knew the answer. Griff wanted her to cross the line between tasteful soft-core nudes and pornographic exposures of all her naked treasures. Every woman knows that line. It appears whenever a man orders "Spread your legs".

Rolling her eyes skyward as if asking the divine for guidance, she thought of Andy and what he would say. With that thought, the answer came. Yes, of course Andy would approve. After all, he had taken such photos of her already. She spread her legs.

More directions from Giff. "Hold your breasts. Pinch your nipples. Put your finger in your mouth. Put your finger in your pussy. Hold your pussy lips open. Put your finger in your ass."

Each new direction seemed more outrageous than the last. Sally's disbelieving mind struggled with the raw reality of this photo shoot. She realized there were no rules, no limits to what they would make her do for the camera.

When it was over, the crew once more began packing up. Sally was now so energized by the experience of being photographed nude that she bounced up to Griff and exclaimed, "That was awesome. I would love to do it again." It was an honest feeling, but she also felt the financial pressure, the need for more pay."

Griff stopped and looked her up and down. He rubbed his chin. "Hmmm, that's good, Sally. I love your enthusiasm, and you photograph really well. I mean dynamite, girl." Sally laughed. "So, we have an open time slot right now for another shoot, if you are interested. This is kind of a speciality photo set for a client."

"Yeah, sure," Sally responded with a big grin. It was if Griff had read her mind.

"Well, before you say ‘yes', I better explain. This is a soft-core bondage scene, so you would be naked and restrained. Not much different from the nude stuff you just did, except you would be tied up." She paused, still listening. "If you like, we can look at the set and see what you would have to do." That seemed reasonable, so she nodded.