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Post by huganazn on Jul 22, 2009 14:02:00 GMT -5
Felix, to say the least, was feeling lucky. Before heading over to the motel, he stopped at a drug store and bought a box of condoms. Yes, he was still a virgin and had no idea what kind of condoms to use, so he just grabbed a box, paid for them, and left. Once he left the store, Felix ran the rest of the way to the motel he had agreed to meet...Ella at. He was practically giddy with excitement. "Welcome to the Five-Star Motel!" a cheery voice greeted Felix as he walked in. Looking around, Felix wasn't too impressed. But as long as the sheets were clean, he was happy. "May I help you?" Damn, that lady's voice was annoying. But she was willing to help him, so he wasn't going to complain. He'd never really asked for a hotel room, though. His mother had always done that for the both of them. Of all the things he'd had to do himself, this had never been one of them. But how hard could it be, Felix asked himself, approaching the counter. "Yeah, I'd like a hotel room," he told the lady behind the counter. The cost of the room, to his surprise, wasn't that expensive. Only about seventy-five dollars. Why, he had that much cash on him! Once he handed over the bones, the lady behind the counter handed over a room key. Room thirty-one. Back in junior high, he had been number thirty-one on the school basketball team. He got his first kiss that year; he'd always considered thirty-one a lucky number since. Once he was in the hotel room, Felix did a bit exploring inside the room. There was a small television, a small bathroom, and two small beds. He began wondering why he'd paid seventy-five dollars for this crappy place. Then he remembered...Ella. It was still so strange to call her by her first name. Hopefully, though, he'd have to get used to it. Remembering that Ella didn't have a room key, Felix picked up his Samsung Eternity and opened a new text message. "room 31!  " was what he texted to her, then tossed his phone down on to the nightstand between the two beds. He took his camera out of his pocket and carefully set it down next to his phone. Felix wasn't sure what to do now. He hopped onto the bed closest to the door and counted the cracks in the ceiling; this was what he would do while he waited. |
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Post by ella beaumont on Jul 22, 2009 14:31:42 GMT -5
  --------------- x --------------- After Ella had left the Gale, she drove to her house where she picked up a few clothes. When she had offered to model for Felix, she had thought to herself that she'd do it properly, which meant having a variety of outfits. If Felix was pleased with how the photos turned out, then maybe he could put them in his portfolio? In which case, the decision to bring a few outfits along would probably turn out to be a very clever one. The weather had cleaned up, so she was able to leave her coat in her apartment before getting back into her car and driving to the Five-Star Motel.
As she pulled into the parking lot, Ella thought about how odd a choice for a location this was. She had never stayed at the Five-Star Motel, however she knew that the place didn't have the best reputation for cleanliness. She always thought the reasons photo sessions were often done in studios were because they were clean so the dirt would not be picked up on camera, unless Felix was going for a different angle in his work. Her thoughts were interrupted when her phone started ringing, and she picked it up and read the new text message from Felix. She hadn't really felt comfortable about giving him her mobile number, but it had been needed in order for them to arrange where to meet. "Okay, on my way! =)" She sent back, before switching phone off, climbing out of her car, getting her bag of clothes from the back seat, and beginning to walk over to the stairs which would take her up to the second level of rooms.
The woman's heels clicked on the floor as she made her way down the corridor to room 31. Once she was outside it she knocked a few times, "Felix, it's me.", and looked over her shoulder back at her car. The teacher had no idea that Felix thought he was going to get lucky, and honestly thought that it was just going to be a simple shoot to see how good the boy's photography would be. In fact, if Ella had known that Felix had just bought a packet of condoms then she most likely would have canceled. However she didn't know this, and here she was. . . --------------- x --------------- Word Count: 388
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Post by huganazn on Jul 22, 2009 15:17:04 GMT -5
While waiting for his teacher/model, Felix had closed his eyes. No matter how small and hard the mattress was, it was oddly comfortable for someone as tired as he was. He'd been awake awfully late last night, almost until three in the morning. He'd been hard at working editing his digital photos, printing them out, and deciding whether or not he should keep them or throw them away. He'd wasted many pages of his good photo printing paper since many of his photos were thrown away almost as soon as they were printed out.
Felix had almost fallen asleep, though not intentionally, when he heard a knock on the door. Felix, it's me. He jumped up and answered the door, a smile spread on his face. "Hey," he said. Felix almost immediately noticed the bag in her hands. "Are those clothes?" he asked stupidly. Then, before she had a chance to answer, Felix began rambling. "If they are, that's good, because I like to have a lot of different clothes when I do photo shoots. And I'm not weird and have loads of women's clothes laying around my dorm."
Felix looked around the small hotel room. "So..would you like to begin inside or outside?" he asked, giving her the decision. Also, change into whatever clothes you want to wear for the first few photos. I'm sure you can find the bathroom without me showing you." God, was it obvious that he was nervous? Felix sure as hell hoped not. He put his hands in the back pockets of his jeans, each of which held a condom. He'd placed them in his pocket to make them look like a wallet and a few dollar bills stuffed into his pockets, so...Ella wouldn't get suspicious as to what was in his pocket. But still, he was waiting for her answer. He was willing to do, quite literally, anything she wanted to do.
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Post by ella beaumont on Jul 22, 2009 15:48:17 GMT -5
--------------- x --------------- "Hi!" Ella said as the teen opened up the motel room door. She couldn't quite see past Felix and into the room, though from what little she could make out it actually didn't look as bad as the stories had made it out to be. "Yes, they are." She replied, giving a small smile. Ella had to bite her lower lip from preventing a small fit of giggles coming out, and the result of this was a rather odd looking smile. "I never picked you for the type to do so!" She exclaimed, playing along with Felix's little joke as she pushed past him into the motel room.
Now that she was inside the room, Ella could see why the place had gotten its reputation. There were many cracks in the ceiling, one of which was pretty big, and the carpet was an off-white which probably had started off as a pure white one but hadn't been cleaned properly once dirty. A slight grimace hung on her face for a second, before she headed over to the bathroom. Well, if you could call it that. In reality what it was was a small rectangular room, 1/3 of which was taken up by a shower. There was a sink on the wall opposite the door, and a toilet on the left as you went in. The twenty-six year shut the door behind her, and put the bag down on the toilet seat. She then took off her clothes, and slipped into a skin-colored pair of pantyhose before putting on a dress which she had brought with her. The woman then put her heels back on her feet and entered the room which Felix was in.
"Well, I was thinking we could start off just outside the room on the walkway with the rail?" She half-asked him, after all he was the photographer. She was becoming kind of nervous as she wasn't really sure what Felix wanted her to do, and she voiced these concerns. "Felix.. I've never done this before so feel free to boss me around. Think of me as your student for today." She told him, before running a hand through her hair which she hadn't actually done anything to, though she had brought along a curling iron and a pair of straighteners, which she had previously put on the bed before going into her changing room. "So, where do you want me?" --------------- x --------------- Word Count: 414... something like that.
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Post by huganazn on Jul 22, 2009 16:50:11 GMT -5
After Ella had gone into the tiny bathroom, Felix walked himself over to the nightstand and checked his phone. No new text messages, no new missed calls. He locked his phone again and grabbed his digital camera. He noticed there wasn't much free space open on her camera's memory card. He went through every photo, deleting the ones that he didn't like. When he was done, the number had gone down to 1670 to zero, simply because he hadn't wanted to go through every photo and decide if it was worthy of staying on the memory card or not.
When Felix heard the door open again, he looked up. Wow.. He'd never seen her wear that in class. "That's a..nice dress," he told her, suddenly at a loss for words. Would you like to do something with your hair?" he asked, walking over to her and running his hands through her dark hair. "Or are you going for a more messy look?" Both would look fine, he thought. But Felix was just giving her options..
"Outside will work," Felix told her. "But I'll probably make you move around a bit more than you might expect," he added, opening the door. "And trust me, I'm a bossy photographer. You don't have to ask me twice to boss you or anyone around during a photo shoot." He waved an arm out the door. "After you, madam." And, just like any real gentleman, Felix waited until Ella had walked out of the hotel room before exiting it himself and closing the door behind him.
"Where do I want you?" Felix repeated the question, looking around. The lighting was good, but not the best. He looked down at his camera, turned it on, and toned down the flash a bit. "Hmm, how about over by that railing," he said, pointing to his right. "Lean back a bit, think of something funny, and laugh."
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Post by ella beaumont on Jul 23, 2009 3:32:48 GMT -5
--------------- x --------------- Ella smiled sweetly in thanks after Felix complimented her dress, and allowed him to run his hands through her hair. Normally she wouldn't have allowed it, but for the time being she was his model and she felt that he should get to decide at least certain aspects of how she looked for himself. "I was thinking to keep it messy for the time being. If you want me to though, I could do something with it..." Her words were a mixture between a suggestion and a question, because she really did not know how he wanted her.
Oh god. Ella hoped that Felix didn't make her move too much. Changing positions she could handle, but she didn't want to end up having to walk a marathon for him, especially in the shoes she was wearing. They'd kill her feet! "That's fine, just don't make me walk miles, okay?" She asked him as she strutted through the door which he had held out for her in a gentlemanly fashion. "Felix... you're such a gentleman!" She said, with a joking wink in the boy's direction. Earlier in the day, it had been absolutely chucking it down outside and was really cold, but now the November sun had come out and while it was not particularly warm, it wasn't cold either. In fact, apart from the occasional cool gust of wind it was rather pleasant.
With her heels clicking, Ella took a few paces over to the railing Felix had pointed at and once she reached it she turned so that her back was to it. Next she wrapped both of her arms under it, so that the inside corner of her elbows were resting on the top part and her hands grabbing onto the vertical railings that supported the top. "Lean back and laugh..." Ella repeated Felix's instructions in a low whisper to herself, before imagining the boy in a giant hot dog suit. She then titled her head backwards slightly and laughed. After she heard Felix click the shutter close a few times, she then turned her head to the right so that she was looking at her student/teacher. "What now?" She asked. Ella didn't really understand the concept of flow that this kind of things usually had, and seeing as it were her first one why should she? Professional models would just instantly be able to go from shot to shot, but she had completely no idea what she was meant to do. --------------- x --------------- Word Count: 412
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Post by huganazn on Jul 23, 2009 12:39:31 GMT -5
Felix could tell that Ella wasn't quite sure of herself. Many first time models weren't. He would have to direct them for the first few photos, then they'd try to wander off and do their own thing, stuff they'd seen on television, no doubt. Modeling is a lot different than it seems to be, he'd have to tell them. And these girls and guys thought that modeling would be fun...
"Your hair looks fine," Felix told Ella after examining it for a few more seconds. "It looks great. Perfect for outdoors. Though we might brush it whenever we come back in." He was looking over her, trying to find something that he might need to change. Her make up seemed to be perfect, maybe a missed eyelash or two on the mascara, but nothing the camera would pick up on. We seem to be ready Felix thought to himself. He was ready to let Ella in on a piece of his world.
"Don't worry," Felix assured her. "When I say a bit, I mean just a bit. A few steps here, a few more there. Nothing to worry about." He had never really tried wearing heels, so he had no idea what it felt like to be in them. But he'd always imagined it hurt like hell. Just seeing women in them made Felix cringe from time to time. "Uhm, thank you, ma'am," he said. Gentleman. It was weird being called that. But Felix could certainly get used to it.
Once outside, Felix could tell the weather had warmed up a bit. And considering what his teacher/model for the day was wearing, that was definitely a thumbs up. But now was the time to get serious. Ella wasn't a woman he'd love to undress any more; instead, she was just another model unsure of what to do with her body. "Well," Felix said, looking at the last few pictures he'd taken, "I need to turn the flash off, but the camera certainly does love you." He looked around for the next place Ella to pose. "Well," he said, finding the perfect pose, "you wouldn't happen to smoke, would you?"
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Post by ella beaumont on Jul 23, 2009 13:28:09 GMT -5
--------------- x --------------- Ella nodded sweetly when Felix said that they may brush it if they came back in doors. She hoped they would, because she had an idea for a photo which she thought would look good if done well. For the moment however, the woman decided to remain silent and would voice her idea when they came back into the hotel room after shooting outside.
A sweet sigh of relief was breathed when Felix defined what he meant by 'just a bit'. "'Kay..." Ella replied, her right hand reaching to where a pocket would have been if she were wearing jeans, but as she was not it just ended up sliding down the side of her dress and she stopped the hand when it reached the bottom. Though Ella still wanted something to keep her hands occupied, so she crossed her arms and gently massaged her tricep areas.
She had to had it to him, Felix certainly seemed to know what he was doing. She was able to watch him move around to get the best angles out of the corners of her eyes, and it filled her with an odd sense of pride that he had let her model for him, especially as she had no idea what she was doing! His comment about her being photogenic brought about a cute smile on her face, she replied with a playful "Oh, I bet you say that to all of the girls Felix..." She was now doing as she had done back at the Gale Inn; trying to make him blush. Why was she doing this? Just to see if he could become unsettled while taking photographs, because at the moment he seemed every bit in control.
"Me? Smoke?" Ella asked him, faking offense, "no, I don't want to get cancer." That was only one reason why she didn't smoke, and the second one was because it would give her bad breath... which she certainly did not want. "Though, if you do... I'd be willing to pose with a cigg' if you want me to?.." She half-asked. While she loved what she was currently wearing, the wind had begun to pick up again and she was feeling the chill on her face. "Do you think that we could either finish up outside quickly, or I could get changed in to something else?" She asked her photographer, giving him a small smile. --------------- x --------------- Word Count: 397
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Notes: Bleh. *thumps muse*
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Post by huganazn on Jul 23, 2009 17:28:16 GMT -5
When Felix noticed Ella watching him out of the corners of her eyes, he pursed his lips together, trying to not to worry about what she was thinking of him. Did she think he was nothing more than a student with an expensive camera, or did she see a potential professional photographer in him? Felix knew that now wasn't the time to ask; now was the time to be as professional as possible, and Ella was playing her part well.
Felix looked up at Ella. He didn't say that to all the girls at his photo shoots. He hardly said anything to them; only a move over, tilt your head, or move your hand. But never, you and the camera agree. But still, trying to stay professional, Felix replied, "No, just the girls that deserve it." He knew that she was trying to turn him the colour of a tomato again. Felix knew he lusted after her, but he also knew he wasn't stupid.
Felix ran his tongue alone the insides of his cheeks, debating over whether or not he should give her one of his cigarettes. He hadn't had one today, so he had a full box. But, Ella was still his teacher. What would she do when she found out that Felix was a smoker? You have to suffer for your photography, Mr. Rivera his photography teacher once told him.
And that's what made Felix reach into his back pocket and pull out a cigarette box. Misty 120 Menthol. The best cigarettes around, in his opinion. He opened the new pack and handed a nicotine filled cigarette to her. "You don't have to smoke it, but if you want to, I have a lighter, too," he told her.
It was getting a bit chilly. The wind had picked up again, and it was a very chilly breeze. "Yeah, just one more shot, and we can go in," he promised her. "Go stand by the room door, cigarette in mouth, I'm hoping you know how to properly hold on. And don't look at the camera or at anything in particular. Just...stare off into open spaces." Felix hoped his directions hadn't been too difficult to follow. He just wanted to take a few more shots before letting Ella go back inside and warm up a bit...
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Post by ella beaumont on Jul 24, 2009 9:34:37 GMT -5
--------------- x --------------- Wait, was Felix flirting with her? It certainly seemed so, and that brought a small smile across Ella's face, along with a slight redness in her cheeks because she hadn't fully noticed it earlier. Still, that made his choice of venue seem a bit more... sinister? Or maybe exciting? Hell maybe Felix had only chosen it because he knew that he wanted to use this rail in one of his shoots? Yes, that seemed the most likely seeing as the boy was only a sophomore; if he had been a junior it probably would've been a sinister motive that he had booked a room here. "Thanks." Her reply was simple, as she did not want to seem too vain.
The teacher began to watch Felix again, and as she did so she noticed a few things about him; the most prominent being his eyes. His eyes did not seem to just be focusing on her, but rather Ella and her surroundings. Also, there was something about the way he moved and held his camera... it was all very slick and professional. She could really picture him doing this when he was older.
"I don't think I will smoke it." Ella stated. She wasn't entirely sure about putting an un-lit cigarette in her mouth, let alone one which had actually been lit! "Just pose, you know?" Ella actually doubted if Felix did know, seeing as he had pulled out an entire box of them. She didn't judge though; teenagers would always be teenagers. Quickly, Ella looked at his brand, which was different to Marlboro, which as what her brother currently smoked.
"There's more than one way to hold one?" Ella questioned as she gently took the cancer stick off of Felix, and held it between the index and middle fingers of her right hand. The twenty-six year old took the few steps back over to the motel room door, and leaned her left should on it and her right one on the door frame. Ella then crossed her left leg over her right one, and also crossed her left arm across her chest. Next, she brought the cigarette up to her lips and let her hands stay with it, keeping the cigarette between her two fingers. Finally Ella did as she had been instructed to, and stared off into space to allow Felix to take his photographs. --------------- x --------------- Word Count: 396
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Notes: *checks watch* At 15:34 GMT, my muse died. =(
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Post by huganazn on Jul 24, 2009 13:06:01 GMT -5
Felix noticed Ella's face turning a bit red. He grew curious, wanting to know what he had said to make her blush. He'd been trying to be as professional as possible, but it was still hard to stay that way with Ella around. What made it even more difficult was that her dress was kind of short and she was willing to do whatever he told her to do. Felix shook his head, not wanting to go there, not now. Maybe, hopefully, later. "Yeah, sure," he told her, not exactly trying to look at her.
"You don't have to smoke it," he reminded her, a hint of a smile showing up on his face. Felix was certainly glad that his teacher wasn't judging him for being a smoker. He tossed the plastic seal of the cigarettes onto the ground, wondering what she would have done if this would have been happening on the campus, during a school day. Would he have had a detention by now? Planning on having a clean record at high school, Felix sure hoped not. "Yeah, just pose," he told her, watching as she cautiously took the cigarette from his hand. Felix put the cigarette box back into his pocket and grabbed his camera from his coat pocket.
"Uhm, well, I bet there's more than one way to hold a cigarette," Felix said to her. "I'm left handed, but I still hold one like right handed people do. So only strange people must hold one differently than the rest of the world does." He smiled. This pose seemed to come naturally to Ella. Maybe she was a bit more of a natural than both of them had expected her to be.
Felix snapped a few photos in a few different angles before turning off his camera and looking at Ella. "Those are really good pictures," he told her, taking her hand. It wasn't meant to be a sexual or loving gesture, but he wouldn't be surprised if she took it as that. "We can go inside now," he added, searching his pockets for the key. Felix pulled the key out of his right pocket and put it into the door. Turning it, he heard something inside click. He took the key out of the lock and opened the door.
"What would you like to do next?" he asked her. "We could take a short break or get right back to work."
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Post by ella beaumont on Jul 24, 2009 13:55:13 GMT -5
--------------- x --------------- "Just pose.." Ella repeated his words softly. It was really what she had been doing all the time they had been at the motel, and it was a lot harder than it sounded. It was like being told to laugh on cue, it always seemed fake compared to when you did it naturally. The thought that if this had been at school then she would have confiscated the ciggarettes and given him an after school detention had crossed her mind, but then again if this were at school she wouldn't be wearing her dress.
To be perfectly honest, Felix's justification for asking her if she knew how to hold a ciggarette was a load of crap; he probably knew it to. "Ah. That really does make sense..." She said, sarcasm coming across in her voice when it was meant to. Ella hoped that Felix didn't find offense in her statement, because it really wasn't meant to be taken that way. "Don't take that the wrong way, it's just your justification was... well, I think you know." She told him. It couldn't help to be careful.
"Thanks." Ella smiled when Felix said they were really good pictures, because he was the photographer and would be able to tell if they were or not. She knew that he was doing most of the work, but she still felt like she had an important role in how they turned out. The woman tensed a little when he took her hand, and she followed him through the door, looking over her shoulder as she did so. For what reason? She did not know. What she did know however, was that the warm air inside the room was very welcoming, even more so after the door fell shut behind her. She broke contact with Felix's hand, and held out his ciggarette while she ran her other hand through her hair.
Remembering the previous idea Ella had had for a photo, she shook her head. "Well, personally, I'd like to do one more shot before I get changed into something else." She told Felix before sitting down on the bed nearest to the door, and using her hands to push herself further towards the wall. Next she slipped off her heels, and with her knees firmly together she brought her ankles up so that they were beside her butt, which of course meant that the bottom of her dress rose a little. "Something like this-" Ella pulled down both her dress and bra strap, and rotated her shoulders forty-five degrees so that the one she had just adjusted the straps on was at the front, "-was what I hand in mind.." she finished, putting on the best seductive face she could muster.
Her idea had been to add a more adult theme to their session, and she hoped that Felix would like it. If not, no big deal. She would simply go and get changed out of her dress, do something to her hair, and then report back for duty in front of the camera. --------------- x --------------- Word Count: 509
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Notes: heh, I started with the last paragraph and worked my way upwards with that one. ^^
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Post by huganazn on Jul 24, 2009 15:05:54 GMT -5
"I know that photography may seem a bit...fake," Felix told her after she repeated his simplest instructions, "but, for the person behind the lens, it's all worth it. Professional photographers, well, they don't just do this for fun or for the money, they do it because it means something to them. And it means everything to me, too." He sighed deeply. Explaining that hadn't even begun to describe what he felt about photography, but it was the most most people would ever understand.
Felix blushed a bit, just now catching on to how stupid he must have sounded. "Sorry, I'm just a bit nervous," he explained. "You know, a teacher holding a student's cigarette is always nerve racking." Felix had started smoking in seventh grade, just to try to fit in. It hadn't worked, but Felix had ended up becoming addicted, anyway. "Don't worry, I'm not really all that hot tempered," he added, noticing how cautious she was being with her words.
Once inside, Felix felt Ella's warm skin leave his hand and a rough cigarette enter it. He sighed, having hoped to hold onto her for just a few moments longer. Instead, he tossed the cigarette onto the ground and stomped on it with his foot. Damn cigarette...
Whenever Ella began posing on her own, Felix didn't try to stop her. This was very good. Sure, he liked to pose models, but he also liked to have them pose themselves and find what poses worked for them. But whenever Ella started moving around, her clothes did, too. Her dress went up and her straps went down. Trying to remain as professional as possible, Felix just nodded and grabbed his camera again. "That's...really good," he said, not sure of how to comment. Instead of speaking any more, he turned on his camera and started shooting photos. Oh, god, she was hot. Maybe this wouldn't be as boring as he was starting to think it would be...
"Good, good," Felix told her after taking a few photos. "Work with that, it's perfect."
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Post by ella beaumont on Jul 24, 2009 16:51:37 GMT -5
--------------- x --------------- Ella nodded along as Felix started to describe his feelings towards photography. They actually were similar to some thoughts she had had about why she wanted to write her own book, and the parallels mad her want to include a photographer as a character in it. That notion could be too late though, as she had already planned out the plot and the backgrounds of the main characters... maybe they would be a minor one? Yes, that could work. What would she call him though?... "You know, because of that last statement, I'm going to name a minor character in my book after you." She told him, smiling lightly, "he'll be a photographer too!" She added.
"I understand." Ella did actually understand this time though. Back when she had been in school she had always worried about a teacher finding the stash of condoms she kept in her bag, and knew that if they were to be discovered she would have been incredibly nervous about what the teacher would do next. The twenty-six year was glad that he wasn't angry with her, as if he were it would've been pretty awkward to have to stay around him until she got all her clothes out of the bathroom. Oh, and changed into her driving shoes.
Ella smiled in thanks when Felix complimented her pose. For the first time it was she who had decided what she was going to do and how she would do it, and Felix, the one who knew about these sort of things, had praised her for it. She stayed in the same pose for awhile, and shook her head a few times to get the hair which had fallen onto her face out of it.
When Felix told her to work with it, and that it was perfect, Ella uttered a simple "okay...." before using her left hand to lift her dress up, although not far enough so that she would feel uncomfortable. After Felix had taken a few more shots, the woman rolled onto her left hand side, and stretched her left arm as far as it would go, while allowing her right hand to rest on her hips. Still trying her best to look seductive, Ella raised one eyebrow above the other, and walked her hand down her dress onto her legs. Once her fingers graced her legs with their presence, she moved again, this time onto her front.
Leaning on her elbows with her legs crossed in the air, Ella had to say that she was really starting to enjoy herself. Before she had been really stiff and unsure of herself, but now she was finding her groove. Now she was finding her sense of flow.
Ella flirtatiously licked her lips, before patting the bed beside her. She wasn't actually coming onto Felix, which is what she thought it would look like, she was just finishing off her pose. After she was done in this one she planned to get changed. --------------- x --------------- Word Count: 498
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Post by huganazn on Jul 24, 2009 22:25:13 GMT -5
Felix hadn't expected Ella to be a writer. Sure, she was his English teacher, but most of his English teachers in the past had only taught to put food on the table and keep the electricity on. He'd never expected them to ever want to write a book, but that was because he had no intentions of having a future writing career and he seemed to be a better writer than they were. But judging a book by its beautiful cover was obviously wrong. Besides, writers could be sexy...if they wanted to be. "Well, that's pretty cool," he said to her. "I hate writing, if you can't tell."
Ella understood. Or so she said. It wasn't a serious thing or something like that, but it still made Felix a curious cat. Did she really understood? Had she had a drinking problem or birth control hidden in her purse back when she was in high school. Or was she just saying that? He looked at her for a moment, trying to figure her out, but he came up blank, something that frustrated him. "Most people do," he said to her, not sure what else to say.
Ella now seemed to be much more comfortable with herself, or, well, maybe the fact that one of her students was the person in charge of this photo shoot. "Having fun?" Felix asked in the middle of her posing for a shot, a wide smile on his face. He sure as hell knew he was. He wasn't directing her anymore, which was a relief, since he hadn't wanted to seem like a stuck up, know it all photographer, even if he did act that way at times.
Felix, despite how wrong he knew it was, wondered if Ella had ever been in a porno. She seemed to be more comfortable with...well, sexual poses than she was with more normal ones. Perhaps it was just because she had warmed up, so to speak, and now was ready to move onto more mature poses. But if she had been, well, he'd have to look up that porno once he was back in his dorm.
Dammit, Felix, stay professional.
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" was what he texted to her, then tossed his phone down on to the nightstand between the two beds. He took his camera out of his pocket and carefully set it down next to his phone. Felix wasn't sure what to do now. He hopped onto the bed closest to the door and counted the cracks in the ceiling; this was what he would do while he waited.
