Thread: All For a Good Cause {darkest_fate&rahatingt}

The pictures were easy enough, and Mr. Black was proving to be quite easy to work with. Emma could only hope that the shots were half as good as he seemed to think they were. of course, she had no idea what thoughts were going through his mind, or perhaps she would have headed for the exit then and there, charity or no. Thankfully, Emma didn't possess mind reading powers. She could only work with what Mr. Black said, and what he said was flattery. Thank you! I mean, I do try, but it's nice to hear it every once in a while, another of those smiles, this one a quick flash. The girl smoothed out her dress, ironing out imaginary wrinkles. Somehow she doubted that just pictures of her smiling in a simple dress would sell well. Maybe they were going to be autographed by her? She certainly wouldn't mind. Mr. Black led Emma into the dressing room, and again the model looked at things with a critical eye. The variety of clothes was somewhat surprising Emma had figured this shot would be a little more focused than that. Still, she admired the taste of the wardrobe consultant, and had to admit that whoever had laid dresses out certainly knew how to compliment her. Some outfits simply didn't look good when you had Emma's fair complexion and deep brown eyes. By all means, Mr. Black, she said, gesturing magnanimously, call me Emma. And your selection seems... striking.' She nodded, taking the dress from him and studying it. She'd worn more revealing outfits before, that was certain. The hem was a little higher then usual, and the cleavage perhaps a little deeper, but it was all within boundaries. Oh, thank you, but I really couldn't, said Emma, flashing another smile. but I will go ahead and get dressed... And she'd wait till Mr. Black was gone. Emma spent a few moments studying the dress, considering, before heading to look at the various bits of lingerie. As Emma had expected, the lingerie ventured more into sensual, downright sexy areas. She knew full well that she couldn't wear a bra with the current dress, but she definitely needed panties of a kind. She selected a lacy pair that were fairly translucent. First though, she shucked out of her old dress. The girl's body had the lean look most models craved, with pale, flawless skin. Her breasts were on the smaller side, just about small handfuls. But as she released them from the bra, they proved perky enough. Emma soon slid her panties down as well, revealing a neatly trimmed bush of light brown hair. It was clear that Emma took some time to make certain she looked good everywhere. The light hairs there weren't the full bush of untamed growth, but obviously the sign of dedication and care. It added a little color to her pale white. Yet still, the slope of her thighs seemed to point toward her slit. It was hard to see Emma's sex from where she stood, as it was little more than a slit, but it was pink, snug, and nearly virginal. Not that Emma took time to admire herself. She slid into the panties, snapped the dress on, and then spent more time preparing hair and makeup. In a few minutes, she'd be out and ready for the shoot, that smile once more lighting up her face.