My Modeling Adventure

When in my sophomore year at university my friend John entered a photography contest. He asked me if I wanted to pose for his entry while I was semi-nude. What he wanted me to do was lie face down on a rock while being topless for him to photograph. Well, initially I refused but he persuaded me that it would be tasteful, and submitted to a serious contest. So, a week before the contest he called me over to do this along the coast.

I arrived at the site for the photo shoot, I stripped off my blouse and bra as he requested, and laid chest down on the rock.  He took numerous pictures while I assumed what hopefully was a sultry pose.  Because it was warm and I was decently posed, I drifted asleep.

Apparently however, he could not resist a prank. He grabbed my clothes and ran. I laid on the rock with my eyes closed, not knowing that he took my clothes).  Finally, I awoke and asked what was taking so long.  No reply. I looked around to find him gone!  So I covered my body with my arms and ran up the beach!  I yelled for him to give me my clothes but, then he started to take pictures.  Lots of them.

I was sore, but calmed down.  Although he did what he said he didn't, I must admit that the candid shot of me, bare-breasted and expressing a combination of anger and fear (which was what I felt!) did make an interesting picture!

He entered one of my frontal topless pictures in the comment, and it won second place.  I attended the exhibit and basked in the positive comments made regarding his photograph and his beautiful model in so natural a pose!