Chapter 3: Luna
"Alright, that's enough for the clothed photos." I announced.
I have to take a deep breath, compose myself.
Keep it professional adam. Don't you dare get a hard on while doing this.
"Should I stay here?"
"No, stand up"
I looked around.
From what I've seen, the best way to accentuate someone's natural curves is having them stood up or laid down on something.
She did as I asked, standing a few meters away from me, waiting for my next words to come.
I adjusted her position a little, making sure she's not too exposed to the light.
"Alright, you can start"
When I gave her my confirmation she began taking her clothes off, every one of her movements a slow and deliberate show for the camera.
She started with her shorts, pushing them down, her hips moving from side to side enticingly before allowing the garment to fall down her pale legs.
Her white string panties revealed themselves, a bold choice that left almost nothing to the imagination.
She moved her legs out if the way, pushing her shorts to a place the camera wouldn't catch it.
She smiled at me, her delicate hands traveling to the hem of her shirt.
"You're excited?"
I didn't respond, doing my best to keep a straight face as the skin of her abdomen began showing.
She pouted cutely at my reaction, but just kept going anyway.
As soon as her underboob appeared I took a picture, a signal she took to suddenly take her shirt off, her huge rack spilling out, her nipples only being covered by a small bra that pushed her cleavage up slightly.
She bit her shirt to stop it from falling, a muffled chuckle coming out of her mouth as she moved her chest.
I've always wondered if the photographers in porn videos just filmed the whole thing with a hard on, and today I've figured out they definitely do.
Not that I had one at that moment, I put my mind and soul into the art of photography so that my blood wouldn't start wandering elsewhere, but I knew for a fact that if I were to see Mia completely naked and in a "situation," I wouldn't be able to control myself.
She continued posing to her liking, nothing seeming too vulgar or too explicit for her.
She turned around and grabbed the abundant meat of her cheeks, changing its shape for the camera and bouncing up and down, her gaze eagerly watching out for any reaction in my eyes.
She did splits against a wall, showcasing her inhuman flexibility.
a hint of her lips even managed to spill out from her panties and star for the photo.
Maybe I can stretch that one for 20$
And just like that, about an hour that felt like a minute went by, and I had about 200 photos worth of top tier material.
"That was fun!"
Mia skipped towards me, landing to my side.
"Can I see some of the photos?"
"Yeah"
I opened the best ones and showed them to her, a pleased smile in her lips letting me know I would probably not be fired.
"Wow, they're better than I thought, you're good dude!"
A proud smile appeared on my face probably just now.
"Well, I guess I'll set up the page later, good job"
"Yeah, about that" I spoke, getting Mia's attention.
"I wanted to see if I could access your account, so I could post the photos there myself. That would also help when I start promoting your page in socials"
I knew it was a big thing to ask, especially for someone she doesn't know quite well.
Me having full access to her account could mean I'll end up scamming her.
She looked at me, doubt clear in her eyes.
"Hmmm. Can I trust you?"
"I promise I won't do anything weird."
I bowed my head down, praying that act would show her my sincerity.
She hummed, her arms crossed below her chest.
"Alright"
She finally relented.
"I'll send you the text with the account info later"
And just like that, a day of hard work finally ended.
The sun was starting to come down, and my phone was blowing up with Luna's texts.
She wanted to know where I was, and why I hadn't been responding to her texts.
Can't really blame her. I usually never leave my house, and I'm almost always on my phone.
I texted her that i'm coming, and she left me on seen.
Clearly and accurate showing how she feels, of course.
And like I was expecting, when I opened the door, there she was.
Luna is your stereotypical popular babe. She has long, messy black hair that falls to her hips, the bangs on her forehead detailing two beautiful sky blue eyes that always seem annoyed and cold.
She dresses in all the new trends, she loves partying, has sub par grades, etcetera.
Her body is comparable to that of Mia, and she's a bitch that bullies and treats everyone she doesn't know like a bag of shit.
At least, that's how people in school would describe her.
To me, Luna is just my cute, loving, clingy and overprotective big sister.
You know, there's a reason I'm not bullied in school, even though I've been targeted many times before.
The reason is Luna. Three years ago, when she found out Mia's boyfriend Chad had bullied me out of some Penny's, she made it her life's mission to make every living day of his life miserable for a little over a year.
The only thing that made her stop was an expulsion warning after a whole bible worth of attacks.
Attacks which include:
- Covering his books in dog shit
- destroying his phone 3 times
- destroying his car and sending him an anonymous video of the act
- and finally, sending his parents a grand total of four anonymous bomb threats
Of course, she didn't get caught for any of the bad ones.
The expulsion notice came after Chad caught her trying to burn his books, the only crime she's been caught doing.
Everyone knows it was her though, it's like an unspoken truth in school.
After that day, no one dared attack me or even look in my general direction, too scared that Luna would ruin their lives.
And now, the "psycho babe" as I have heard her being called is standing in front of me, a pout in her cheeks and her blue eyes watery, her tears threatening to burst at any moment.
She looks like a cute dog whose owner was away for too long. I can only imagine how people would react to the infamous Luna acting like this.
"Hey Loon"
I tried using her nickname when I entered, but the girl only looked away indignantly.
I stood in front of her, crossing my arms and looking at her face.
What is she even mad about?
"What's wrong?"
"I texted you an hour ago. Why didn't you respond?" She protested, still avoiding my gaze.
I couldn't help but sigh.
Man, what will this girl do when we start living alone.
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"I'm sorry"
I could have definitely fought her, but I know how that goes, and I'd rather see her happy.
Her blue eyes finally landed on me after I spoke.
She didn't seem pleased.
I sighed again, knowing exactly what she wanted.
I locked my arms behind her head, pushing her against my chest, an action that earned me a cute smile from Luna.
She hugged me back enthusiastically, her head turning upwards to look at me.
"How was your day!" She asked, her earlier attitude a thing of the past as my cute sister was back.
How could I be mad at her?