The Shoot

I arrived late. It was about 7:10 or so when I knocked. Stacy answered and invited me in, thanking me for coming. She closed and locked the door behind me. It was a lounge area with a grand piano, couches and tables, dimly lit. There was paper covering the windows and twelve girls seated in folding chairs as Jen stood in front of a projector screen with a laser pen addressing them.

I immediately caught Vanessa sitting in the back row. She smiled and waved. I smiled back. She was wearing her Nirvana shirt. Ug, I was not expecting that. I also noticed half the girls were wearing red. I put that out of my mind...coincidence.

Jen came over, put her arm around mine, and shuffled me over to the front of the group.

"Ladies, this is Magnus" She said with her slight German accent.

"Hi Magnus." They responded in unison.

"Magnus is late, but I assure you he is anxious to get started. I'm not sure if he knows this, but I hear just about all of you are familiar with his writing. Sorry Magnus, that's what you get when you spill your guts online like that. Don't worry, we all like you, even if we don't understand."

The girls laughed. I looked at Vanessa who lowered her eyes after the comment. They were all looking at my bumbling self, not really having anything to say. It was a bit awkward I thought. I took a quiet seat and watched the remainder of Jen's presentation.

It was a series of poses from all sorts of movies, famous paintings, and photographs. The idea was to capture the human body in its natural state, and she thought these would help inspire the group. After the last slide she casually lifted her shirt off over her head revealing her ample breasts, then proceeded to remove her pants and underwear.

"Okay, ladies, we are going to have to get comfortable around each other and especially Magnus. So, as our first exercise, I want each of you to step up front and and disrobe like I just did. Then introduce yourself to Magnus who will be photographing you so we all get accustomed to being in front of a camera. We are here to show we are completely comfortable in our bodies. Remember, we have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of in this place or any place. Right girls?"

"Right."

She handed me a camera and told me to kneel and take a picture after each introduced themselves to me.

"The idea is to be yourself. I'll begin. Hi Magnus, I'm Jen. I think you have a delightful imagination and want to thank you for joining us tonight. Now, Magnus, wait for a pose and then take a shot..."

She stood in a relaxed position, closed her eyes, dropped her head back, an placed her fingers delicately over the nape of her neck. I took a picture. There was some giggling from the crowd. I started to blush.

"Okay, we'll go by volunteers...next."

Stacy, who I just spent an hour tutoring, eagerly walked to the front and pulled her turtleneck over her head and was almost instantly naked.

"Hi Magnus, I'm Stacy. Just don't tell my mom I'm doing this." Everyone laughed as she put one hand on her substantial hip and raised her finger to her lips. I took a shot.

"Hi Magnus, I'm Chrissy, and I can't wait for you to ravage me with your camera." Erotic pose. Laughter. Snapshot.

"Pleased to meet you Magnus, I'm Laurie, and you'll find more of me to love than anyone else here." She was a bit bigger.

A petite girl jumped in next. "Hi Magnus, I'm Ann." Ann struck an interesting artistic pose, sliding one foot to the front, the other back, until she was doing the splits. Then she reached back and held her toe.

Most of the other introductions were all similar. Most had something silly and sexy to say, and some didn't say much at all. Vanessa was last.

"Hi Magnus, I'm Vanessa, and I hope you like surprises." Erotic pose. Some laughter. Snapshot.

Vanessa's pose and smile was devastating. It was the same as her original introduction earlier that fall. But now her naked body was in front of me. If these girls knew the things I was thinking it was doubtful they would be letting me do this I thought.

I would expect a presentation on the natural female body would include a variety of all shapes and sizes. Only one or two of these girls were really overweight, at least by my estimation. Most were friends with Jen from the volleyball team. I found every one beautiful in her own way.

As married guys say, "just because I'm on a diet doesn't mean I can't look at the menu." As a chaste male I have a very potent understanding of how difficult it is to keep your eyes off the menu. The harder I tried to resist them, the more I wanted to bath my eyes in each girl's unique appeal.

I've never understood most other guy's opinions of beauty. They have all these criteria - large breasts, tiny waist, small butt. I can't help admiring some slim women, but I am also attracted to females who happen to be a bit more voluptuous. But, my fascination with certain women has never been dominated by their appearance anyway, but mostly by their character. Physical beauty is just the final blow.

As I watched Vanessa's sweet, unpretentious introduction and pose, she seemed almost bashful if not for the sinister glint in her eye. I knew she wasn't the least bit of an apologist for her body even though it was less than perfect than some of the others. Behind her unassuming eyes I could feel the ravenous beast on the other side of her coy facade. I had some ideas about what she would write in her entry later that evening and it consumed me as her hand brushed against her neck and half-way down her chest. She turned and walked away as I lowered the camera. Her walk was delicate and composed and I for the life of me I couldn't prevent my eyes from affixing on her shapely back side. She suddenly turned again, her hair twirling to the side, and caught me red handed. She smiled and turned to the rest of the girls who all laughed. I'm sure I was bright red.

I still didn't know what kind of shenanigans were going on behind my back. They all seemed so comfortable and free with each other. Stacy was even giving another girl, Laurie I think, a back rub. There I was, in a room surrounded with nude women. Actually, I was the only one with clothes on. Jen spoke up.

"Okay Magnus, now your turn..."