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Post by MONA SAGE on Sept 4, 2012 17:09:12 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #FFEOC2; padding:10px; border-top: 10px #FFEOB8 solid; border-bottom: 10px #FFEOB8 solid;] Air conditioning was a cruel invention. And not just for the meatlockers of the normal office building, but for the atire Mona would be wearing while in the frozen wasteland of the studio she was in. The shoot would take place inside. It would be the first one she had done in a long time that didn't invlove the beach. Living around Myrtle, there were always so many photographers looking to get a good shot of a model on the beach. Sure she liked all the swimsuit shots but sometimes she wanted to switch it up a bit. Today, she would basically be wearing no clothing, as it was one of those shoots that every model had to experience at least once to become a serious one.
So far, there wasn't any word of if she would be nude or anything, which actually gave her a sigh of relief. Although she had done shoots like that before, they never really appealed to her, so she tried to stay away from them if she found out about them upfront. Mona sat there in one of the dressing rooms. She was always early, and actually liked to get a head start on things, just so she would know what would come next so she wasn't holding up anything. Mona had come into contact with a lot of models who get to a shoot, learn what they're doing, don't familiarize themselves with the location or anything, and end up completely clueless. It was a rookie mistake, one that she had admittedly made more than a few times on her part. Most of the time she could brush it off and pretend she was just "getting some air", instead of the fact that she was actually lost.
Mona walked through the hallway and into the main set up, she got a good glimpse at what it was. There wasn't much set there. It was basicially like a living room. With fancy furnature, sort of european looking. She loved getting shots on couches and chairs, helped her look a little more femanine in her opinion. Mona eyed the table with all the food, but having to brush passed that, a coffee maker was just finishing it's first brew and she was dying for something to get her energy up. Mona smiled as she walked over, she stood there in her white bathrobe, barefoot. Taking a sip of coffee she smiled to herself and began to walk back over to the dressing room.
By now, a few more models had shown up, by the looks of which were ones just to obvserve the show she was about to put on for them. She knew that there was going to be a male model present with her, sort of a way to make the shoot even more raunchy, the direction she knew the photographer was headed for. Mona was about ten feet from the door of her dressing room when she almost choked on her coffee, and just about spilled it all over the beautiful oak floorboards. It was Seth. "fuck..." She mumbled to herself. Out of all the male models that could have shown up to be in a shoot with her, it had to be Seth. Maybe the photographer could get a good shot of her hitting him across the face. That one would be a keeper. Mona didn't want him to see her, think about her, let alone touch all over her during a shoot. She knew that this was just going to be as bad as it could get. Squeezing past so he couldn't see her, she sat alone in her dressing room, sighing and hoping for the best. She needed a miricle now if she didn't want to push Seth out of the nearest window to fall to his death three stories down... ( WORDS ) IDK ( TAGGED ) HALEY AS SETH ( OUTFIT ) HERE Awkward Turtle. |
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Post by SETH DONOVAN on Sept 5, 2012 1:29:46 GMT -5
. THERE IS NO STARTING OVER WITHOUT ANY CLOSURE, YOU TAKE THEM BACK WITH NO HESITATION MORGIE W/MONA , 981 , HOTTIE , OOH BABY THIS IS GOING TO BE FUN he gotten an email after having been staring at a problem on the his screen for nearly six hours, trying to find the error that messed with the coding—and he was unsuccessful. the only time that he usually received emails was those junk emails that asked him if he wanted to enlarge a piece of anatomy, which he figured was good enough and those were deleted before they were even read or his agent. it was both this time but the agent one was more important and he clicked it, reading over the message and sighing. he had bags under his eyes, his hair was greasy and he had to be on the other side of town in two hours. sliding out of his chair, he ruffled at his hair and downed the rest of his coffee before making his way over to the bathroom and slipping out of his boxers, as he had been awaken by the problem invading his dreams. two weeks and there was still no solution and the male was growing frustrated but the modelling gig could be a good enough distraction for the time being and a distraction was just what seth needed. showered and now clothed, he brushed a small comb through his short hair and styled it the way that he liked it, slicked back but he knew that the small strands would go against his wish and end up standing up on end. he changed his mind quickly and ran a towel through his wet hair before grabbing the keys and a piece of bread in which was stuffed into his mouth and swallowed before he even got to the door and headed out to the studio.
the trek there using the public transportation was a nuisance as the male decided that he did not need a car but suddenly, as he sat on the bus waiting for his stop to come up, the idea of a bus sounded good. looking up to the signs, he spotted his own ad sitting there in all of it’s glory with a certain redhead that he fancied not too long ago, smiling to himself, his eyes went back down to the book that he had dove into and he began to read while still listening to the bus stops being called out. finally, a familiar one caught his attention and he grabbed his backpack from under the seat, closed the book and moved to the doors that swung open as soon as he stepped down on the step. out in the open now, he looked left and right, glancing at the directions that were written on his hand before finding his bearing and moving down the street until the studio doors came into sight. he opened the left one, holding it open for a few girls that giggled and stared at him as he gave them a smile and a nod before heading inside. the first thing that he noticed was the set as he walked out of the lobby and into the actual studio, it was a bed. cringing, seth could already predict exactly what kind of shoot this was going to be. seth baby! said a voice that caused the male to cringe again but he quickly put on a façade and embraced the grey haired photographer, ”lara, nice to see you again! seems these kind of shoots are your speciality..” [/b] he grinned which he got some kind of reply that fell onto deaf ears and he excused himself to head into makeup and hair. he cracked the book open once more, what are you reading this time sethy? said the voice of his familiar hairdresser and he smiled into the mirror to be met with his favorite stylist. ”george. something deep, what else is new?”[/b] he grinned before closing the book and continuing onto idle conversation. he was clipped into the head by a hand and winced, noticing that george’s face was looking none too pleased as he took a hold of seth’s hair and began to pull, noticing that it was styled already, ”who knew it would behave?”[/b] he asked with a shrug of his shoulders. the hour passed by quickly as their conversation continued and finally seth’s curiousity got the better of him, ”so whose my sexual partner today?”[/b] he asked, rolling his eyes to the left side as instructed while makeup was being applied to his skin. some hottie with a body. spoke George, but no name was mentioned but seth chuckled, ”now now, not myself..”[/b] but even he found that to be in bad taste, ”that’s always the answer you give.”, slipping out of the chair and turning his back to the studio for a moment, he could have sworn that a blonde in a bathrobe had passed him in the mirror as he was inspecting the new look that was given to him. he still looked the same and that was okay in his books. his shirt and jeans were slipped from his body and he was given a robe as well, she will slip your underwear off. said the voice of the photographer as he stepped up beside her, looking to the small audience that had gathered around to watch the show. ”who exactly?”[/b] he asked but his question was ignored as he was told to remove the robe and head to the bed, in which he did fluidly. okay, someone go fetch mona. and seth’s body shot up from the bed, his eyes widening as he looked to lara, ”that’s a joke right?”[/b] he asked before he finally spotted mona, standing at the side of the set and he grinded his teeth for a moment. he calmed down quickly and stood up, moving closer to her and holding out his hand, ”let’s get going then darling..”[/b] he gave a smirk, waiting for her to disrobe. [/div][/center] |
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Post by MONA SAGE on Sept 14, 2012 16:06:48 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; background-color: #FFEOC2; padding:10px; border-top: 10px #FFEOB8 solid; border-bottom: 10px #FFEOB8 solid;] Mona sat there in the chair of her dressing room. She wasn't exactly sure what all was going on, but she was beginning to converse with some of the models that would be observing. "Aren't you excited?" She heard one of them ask. Shrugging her shoulders, she let out a quick "Eh." Laughing a bit she knew it would be true. Mona had done many raunchy shoots in her day, and the fact that she was about to do another one again didn't worry her in the least. Mona knew that to be a model, you need to make scrifices, and those sacrifices coud make or break any modeling career, no matter how beautiful or amazing the model was. some things never went right, and some went perfect. It was all a matter of luck.
Mona had her lids shut for the next good twenty minutes, as the makeup artist, whose name escaped her, was plowing away at the makeup on her face. It wasn't any eccentric, nothing she hadn't ever done before. Opening her eyes again, she saw the red eye shadow and black liner rounding her eyes. Groaning she said to herself "Oh god, what is this? Moulin rouge?"
rolling her eyes, she stepped off of the chair. Turning back around she motioned for the girls to come her way "Come on girls, i'll show you how it's done." She smirked as she left the room, feeling confident that she would be able to make Seth shake in his boots. Then she remembered, after all, it was Seth. If anything, he wouldn't react at all, which wasn't the normal response from the males she had worked with before. Stepping into the set, she saw the photographer there, instructing him on what she would be doing. As the photographer finished the sentence, saying she was going to take off his underwear she stopped "Wait..what now?" The photographer moved over to her, and plainly instructed that there would be definite nudity in this shoot. "Model problems 101..." she mumbled to herself.
Eyeing seth, she couldn't help but be attracted to him, but she knew the personality that come along with that and she wanted nothing to do with him. When he extended a hand out to her, she breezed by it, taking off her robe in the process, she wasn't wearing more than a set of panties and a bra, it wouldn't take long before she was wearing nothing at all. Not only had Seth critisized her modeling as a whole already, she was actually feeling self conscious on how he would react to this shoot. She pretty much had the idea that his idea about her wouldn't change, and her opinion about him would stay as strong as it already was. She disliked this man with a passion, only the passion needed to be moved from the mind to the physical world.
Mona sighed as she walked up next to him on the set. There was a nice bed sitting there behind them, and she was pretty sure that it had been fouled many times before by previous shoots, or maybe they had hit the jackpot and this thing was brand new, they would never be able to tell the difference, but the mentality was still there. Mona sighed and looked at him with a growl, which turned out to be sexier than she intended "Let's just get this over with..." Now she knew the true meaning of not getting involved with anyone you worked with, even if the involvment just meant the hatred of the other one.
Running her hands down his chest, she made and evil smirk as the heard the click of the camera a few times. A pose here and there together, and now they were intertwined with each other. It was much hotter and heavier than she had originially anticipated. Her fingers ran through his hair, her hands ran all over his body, as he did the same with her. She had been dreading the moment when she would have to strip him completely of his already lack of clothing. She gave him a look in the eye before she looked away and over to the camera, moving her finger tips along the waistband of his boxers. She smirked back at him as she began to pull them down. Mona didn't want to admit it, but she was actually having a good time, either she had forgotten that she was undressing seth, or she was fully aware and honestly liked the idea of it. It was too early to tell ( WORDS ) IDK ( TAGGED ) HALEY AS SETH ( OUTFIT ) HERE Awkward Turtle. |
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