Anton stopped by a week later to give Katherine the rest of her money and a copy of the magazine. True to his word he had made the picture of her bare back, looking of her shoulder with her shirt in hand the cover. Katherine stared at it in amazement. She was covergirl!
"Sorry if the money's not so much." He said. "But, I have to pay out the interior models too."
"I want to do a full shoot." Katherine said.
"Really? If you think you're ready..."
"Of course. I just gotta ask you for something... something kind of embarrassing..."
"Sure. what?"
"...I need you to get me a razor. I haven't shaved in a while, it's kind of a jungle down there!" She giggled nervously and turned bright red.
"Of course. I'll stop by the store on the way to the studio."
The next shoot They did of Katherine on a love seat in front of the window. This time she wore daisy duke shorts, a tank top, a leather jacket and combat boots. She decided to tone down the make up a bit and spike her hair. When she showed her outfit to Anton he whistled excitedly, causing her to giggle shyly.
He took hundreds of pictures. First of her in the full outfit. Then she removed the jacket and posed some more. Next he documented Katherine as she slid the skirt to her ankles, reaveling her red boy short style panties. Katherine felt exhilirated and terrifed all at once. At first, standing in front of a camera in panties and a tank top was too much. Her face turned bright red and she nervously pulled at her shirt. But, slowly the thrill took over. She started getting excited, sticking out her butt and arching her back.
Next the top came off. At this point Katherine had momentum, there was no turning back. She pulled it off and crossed her arms over her chest. After a few photos she closed her eyes and spread her arms wide. She heard the clicking of the camera and knew that her bare boobs were being photographed! Yet, while her cheeks were still a bit pink, she didn't feel shame at all. She was going to flaunt her body, she didn't care anymore. Next she slid her panties to the floor. She threw both her hands between her crotch. Not out of embarrassment but to pose, doing her best bettty page "O" mouth and wide eyes. She kicked them off, standing naked with only combat boots on. No protection. Pure freedom.
As she got dressed Anton rambled on excitedly.
"That was the best shoot I've ever done! I knew you were the perfect girl! You look amazing, you're poses were perfect, the outfit and attitude was great!" Katherine beamed at his appraisal. An older man who took naked photos of women for a living thought she was perfect? She felt her spirits rise for the first time in months.
He drove her back home. She stripped, hid her clothes and money and waited for Sarah to come berate her. But, Sarah didn't affect her anymore. She had regained her confidence. She had more then she ever had, and she wasn't going to let anyone tear her down again.
And so it went. Naked at home, then naked posing at work. a byproduct of her nudist life style was she had a completely even tan. She continued to exercise. Her stomach was now tight, slight outlines of muscles showing. For her next shoot she died her hair black and cut it short. Sarah asked about that and her shaved crotch. Katherine just shrugged.
"One of the girls down the hall did it for me." She said apathetically.
"Girls? Which girls? I don't want you hanging out with strange girls when you're naked!"
"Well, maybe if you spent more time here instead of at Jessica and Veronica's I wouldn't want to!" Sarah stood in shock. Katherine was talking back now! Shutting her down! Angrily she stormed out of the room. Katherine chuckled to herself and decided to do some situps.
Finally Katherine was ready. She had four thousand dollars from work. She was leaving. But, not before she got her revenge!
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