Lachlan Assignment 3
This week was very exciting. We were invited to an on location photo shoot. And not only standing at a distance, but actually lending a helping hand. I was so excited!
We were promised real models but who wasn’t disclosed; only that it would be a fashion shooting on the beach. When we arrived with all the equipment the designer was already there picking the spot he liked to have the shooting at. It was late afternoon, the sun wasn’t too hot and the light breeze didn’t disturb the sand too much so it wouldn’t provide a problem for the sensitive cameras. Just perfect!
We helped set up the diffusers and spotlights, putting in act what we learned last week.
One of the girls gave a squeal and I turned to see the cause of her excitement. From the entrance of the beach a beautiful dark haired model walked toward us accompanied by a man packed with muscle and the brightest smile I have ever seen. My heart beat faster than ever and I felt the heat rise to my cheeks.
Fortunately nobody noticed, since I wasn’t the only one drooling.
I stood very still not to draw any attention. I’m not in the closet, but I also don’t advertise that I’m gay. If people know, they treat you differently, not necessarily in a bad way, but still.
The models went into a make shift dressing room to change into the garments, err – well bathing attire.
My hands got sweaty and my mouth dry, when he came into view again in those tight swimming trunks. And then he addressed us students with his signature bright smile: “Hi, I’m Cole. So you all want to be models? It’s a wonderful but hard job. I love it and I hope to see you all someday up there on the catwalks of the world.”
A collective sigh escaped from our mouths. And I had the impression Cole’s eyes lingered on me, causing my cheeks to pink up again.
I tried to keep my nerves down and followed through instructions; we all did. And I struggled not to look too closely at the flexing muscle and taught backside.
A sudden screech made us look up just in time to see a seagull dart down toward the model pair posing. I jumped forward, forgetting myself. My loud shout and waving arms scared the bird away, but not without leaving a ‘present’ on Cole’s shoulder.
I have to thank my Granny, that she drilled it into me to always have a handkerchief on me. I do, although I would have preferred it to not be the cloth type right then. Anyway, I pulled it out instantly and offered it to Cole. He wasn’t upset about the gooey mess, which behavior alone did funny things to my stomach, but also smiled and lowered his shoulder to have me clean him up. My face must have been aflame, judging by the heat in my head. My hand trembled and I did my best to be not too gentle, which would just have been awkward.
He thanked me and turned back to his partner resuming the pose at hand.
I stepped back into the line of us students. Ashley leaned closer and whispered: “You like him!”
My cheeks got even hotter but I nodded “Yeah.”
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This was fun, just a little in a hurry.
Awesome stories and pictures everyone!
