Bette Porter walked out of Makeup wearing nothing but a robe.  This was a photo shoot not unlike any of the countless she had done in the last few years.  While modeling had begun as a hobby and an occasional work opportunity, Bette had turned it into a career for herself.  Her slim, muscular body and attractive face made this all the more possible for her, coupled with her natural ability in front of the camera. 

She walked through the room of the shoot on her way to wardrobe.  The photographer, Shane McKutcheon, waved, as she continued to ready her camera.  Bette had worked with Shane before, and always enjoyed it.  She had an eye for these things; Shane’s shoots were always done quickly and efficiently.  In the back of the room stood the designer, Alice.  This was her first full-size ad for her new clothing company, A-Line, and she was busy making sure everything was running smoothly.  Bette steered herself away from the crew and into the wardrobe room.

She knocked lightly on the partially closed door before peeking her head in.

“Hi,” the woman said, swinging the door open fully and gesturing for Bette to come in.  “I’m Tina.”

“Hi, Tina,” Bette smiled, shaking her hand.  “I’m Bette.” 

“Yeah, I’m familiarly with your work,” Tina smiled.  She was momentarily transfixed by the woman before her, even more beautiful in real life.  Bette, too, found herself staring at Tina. 

Tina eventually snapped herself back to attention, and turned, flustered, toward the clothing.  Bette smirked to herself, her smug confidence something that Tina did not possess.

“Um, here’s what the designer selected,” Tina said, showing Bette a small rack of hanging lingerie.  While both had known that this was a lingerie shoot beforehand, it made Tina’s cheeks just a little redder now given the circumstances.  “So, the bottoms are the same for the first and second set, but Alice wants you to change from this corset to this bra,” Tina said, pointing each piece out to Bette. 

“Okay,” Bette said, taking everything in.  At the end of the day, this was a job for her and she needed to make sure she did it right… regardless of how preoccupied she felt at the moment.