Don't shoot !


He gazed down at me and pointed right between my eyes. I started to perspire and shake. How did I get into this awful position?

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My legs were tightly crossed and I felt exposed and fragile. He would start shooting any time.

I would bravely gaze back, toss my head back and to one side and give him my best smile.

Well, that's how I imagine it. I am one small step nearer to my first photo shoot. Just waiting for the appointed day to be announced. But now I'm panicking- I need to buy a wig and some outfits. That's great, otherwise I would just wait for ever and not do anything about it all. I can't wait.