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    Photograph – (Chapter: Passion)

    Jessica came back into the room, puffing out air like she had been running. Her drawing was on top her photography portfolio, a rendition in graphite. Spencer turned to leave Jessica and the Professor to their discussion when she got a glimpse of the drawing. So she was caught staring by both Devlin and Jessica.

    Jessica smiled, “You like it?”

    The voice snapped Spencer out of her gaze, “Uhh…y…yes. It is very well made.”

    “Yeah? You think so,” Jessica held her picture at arm’s length so the both of them could see, “we had been studying anatomy for quite some time, but this is the first day we had a live model,” she looked over at Spencer who had her lips parted slightly with wide eyes. It was almost a look of horror. Jessica smirked, “She’s beautiful isn’t she?”

    Spencer’s head snapped around, her eyes were cold and held a hint of anger, though Jessica couldn’t place why. However, before she could begin to ask, Spencer had turned and briskly left the room.

    Spencer made it to Ashley’s apartment in record time.

    Ashley was running to her front door, no doubt the loud and consistent knocking that was coming from the other side was disturbing the neighbors. She yanked it open with a scowl which quickly changed to surprise as she looked into the eyes of an angry Spencer.

    “Spencer? W…what?”

    “What the hell were you thinking?!?” Spencer pushed her way inside without waiting to be offered.

    Ashley sighed then closing and locking the door crossed her arms and leaned against it, “What did I do?”

    “What did you do?!?” Spencer was actually yelling and though she was clearly upset about something Ashley couldn’t stop the thought of ‘God, she’s so cute when she’s angry’ from seeping in.

    “Yeah, Spencer. You are spiting fire and I would like to know why,” Ashley was now amused and she let it show on her face.

    Spencer took a deep breath and lowered her volume, “I saw your picture. You know; the naked one.”

    Ashley frowned then as she realized what Spencer was revering to she chuckled gently, “You mean being the art student’s model this morning?”

    “Yes!” Spencer nearly screeched the word.

    Ashley laughed, “What of it?”

    Comments

    1. Wow. I feel like that should have been NC-17 because it was so fucking hot. I’m loving this story so much, I can’t wait to see where you go with the remaining emotions Spencer has to photograph. Oh, one more thing, Damn that was hot.

    2. Wow. I feel like that should have been NC-17 because it was so fucking hot. I’m loving this story so much, I can’t wait to see where you go with the remaining emotions Spencer has to photograph. Oh, one more thing, Damn that was hot.

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