My trip through White Slavery.

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When we got to the studio I was drenched. Denise helped me dry off and get into clothes for the session. I put on one plain but rather skimpy set of clothes after another. The shorts were a little too short, tight, and revealing but everyone was very warm and encouraging. Taylor took numerous photos of me and Gino kept teliing me how perfect, beautiful, and natural I am.I began to think how silly it was to dream of a european boyfriend when I had a perfectly good boyfriend right here.
I thought about Gino more as I posed and got nervous. How do I tell him I am intrested? Would he even think of me as anything but a friend? We got to the point where I was to pose in the bikini and all of a sudden Taylor started getting interupted. We were doing the bikini shoots and Taylor kept getting called away. Gino and I started to flirt. The more I sat around in a bikini waiting to be photoed, the more Gino and I flirted. Then Taylor and Denise had to leave to run an errand. I noticed a disposable camera on the counter and had an idea. I asked Gino how he would handle a shoot where he wanted to make it look like my bikini top had become undone in a wave. He said he would tape the bikini straps to my sides and then untie the back. I silently took a deep breath and told him to show me. As he reached for me to put the tape on the straps, I put my hand on his, looked deep into his eyes and smiled. He knew my thoughts.

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Gino had my bikini off of me as if he was removing a piece of jewlery. He was on me like he had done this a million times before. He did more than make love to me, he worked me over completely. I felt like I was getting on a roller coaster, and once the ride starts,you don't get off, just enjoy it.
Everything was so romantic. The rain was pouring down, it was chilly outside, we were in our friends' studio and they could walk in anytime. Gino was so awesome, he didn't even remove his clothes, his total focus was my pleasure. He was everywhere on me.
I didn't realize I could preform oral sex, but Gino was so gentle. He showed me what to do so having him in my mouth wouldn't be so threatening. I got closer and closer to his penis until I finally just went down on him, it was a blast and he repayed the favor ten times over.
When we were finished, we layed next to each other for a while almost in our own little conspiracy that we had just gotten away with something. I was hoping Taylor and Denise would come back before we got cleaned up and dressed so I could show them Gino and I were now a couple.
As we got dressed, I told Gino again that I would be over for dinner. He told me he had a special dessert planned for the evening and we both laughed at our little inside joke.

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After the shoot, I went back with Gino to his apartment. He did have dinners waiting that he made previously and had in the refrigerator. He pulled them out, heated them in the microwave, and we had a quick dinner. We both wanted to get onto the night's activities, which was each other.
We finished dinner and spent the rest of the night on Gino's couch. Gino was all over me to the point of dominating me.
By midnight I was exhausted to the point where I fell asleep on his floor. Taylor's studio seemed a very innocent, distant memort. As I drifted off to sleep, Gino went into his bedroom, got a blanket and two pillows for us, came back, covered me up, layed down next to me and went to sleep on the floor.
In the morning, Gino drove me over to campus and dropped me off. It was so neat! Everyone stopped in their tracks when they saw Gino's car pull up and drop me off.
Now Gino calls me every night. I claim I need to study, but really love having Gino call me up and try to talk me into spending time with him. Of course, every night we are together we end up in his bed. The next morning he drops me off at campus. He also is having more shoots for me. The only thing I don't really like is that each shoot involves me wearing less and less clothing, or if I am fully dressed, the clothes are prettty tight, and the kind a fifteen year old girl would wear.Gino tells me these photos attract talent scouts (he shoud have said pimps).