All kinds of pictures." Uncle Jeff lit up a cigarette and continued. "If a big company wants a girl for their catalogue they want to know what they'...e getting. One picture or two can be deceiving. "What do you mean 'Figure shots?'" I asked innocently. "Oh, well...nudes Cindy." He looked right at me when he said it. "All the big models have those kind of shots in their portfolio and, if they're really seriously close to getting a major job, they need to have those figure shots. "It's just for background noise anyway. You know, in case the neighbors are listening. We wouldn't want them to hear anything suspicious." Oh, heavens no," I agreed in my best mock southern belle. "Of course if they didn't catch the last three hours worth then the next thirty minutes isn't likely to excite them." Three hours!" she exclaimed. "Was it really three hours? Wow! I was thinking maybe an hour and a half, two tops. Three hours!" Well, you know what they say, 'time flies when you're. She didn't like to admit it but she had a sensually curved shape. Her waist and hips were maybe her most attractive feature. The thin waist flared outward to well rounded hips like the shape of a violin. She had been running lately, and this had tightened up her figure without eliminating any of the feminine sensuality of her curves."This is going to make for a miserable weekend.", she pouted, looking over her shoulder at the back of herself in the mirror as she dried her back and ass. She. It is obvious to you that I am really enjoying your outfit and you're very glad that you had opted not to wear the panties. Even though they would have soaked up your juices, you have a treat in store for me. You suggestively shift in your seat to give me a delightful view of your wonderful breasts down the front of your top, and of course, I just can't help but look. I turn, moving my chair a bit so that I am facing you, and as I do you slowly cross your legs leaving a gap. From where I am.