Chapter 186

• "Time to get a bit bolder." Oscar didn't ask for her approval but just forged ahead. "Reach back and pull that shirt up in the back a bit. Higher, higher. Ok. Now, put both hands on the table and lean your weight forward. Jennifer was worried about the angle of the shirt and her breasts; fearful they might pop out but when she saw the resulting images on the monitors she realized Oscar was focusing on her backside and the boob shots were just gravy.
• She saw the reflection of her rounded ass cheeks barely covered by a thin strip of material in the antique mirror. Oscar, the clever devil, had used the reflection to get both a frontal and rear shot all at one time. He paused and admired his own handiwork. "Nice, nice," he commented more to himself than to her.
• "Ok, turn around and sit on the stool facing away from the camera. Undo those last couple of buttons and pull the shirt down over your shoulders to about mid-back."