* Knock, knock, knock *

“Hello, who is it?”
“It’s just me, Allison.”
“Oh, come in, come in, have a seat!”
“Thank you. I think I will.”
“Now, what brings you here?”

“Well actually, I just came to take some pictures. You really are a great model, Lily, and I thought I might take some pictures of your sisters, too. Oh, here’s Honeybunny – maybe she won’t mind.”

“Sorry about that, Honeybunny is a little shy.”
“That’s OK, I understand. But back to business. Would you mind posing for me so I can post some more pictures of you on my blog?”
“Wait, you have a blog?”

“Yep.”
“Ohhhh, that must be why you brought that strange clicking-beeping-thing here so often. It must be your camera. Am I correct?”

“You are correct. So, what do you say? Do you want to be my model?”
“I accept with pleasure, my dear mistress.”
“Great! Then let’s get started. What about a nice, quiet pose to begin with.”

“Ooh! May I see? Um, I’m afraid you’ll have to take that one over again, I had a piece of straw on my head – most undignified. Not to mention it’s a little blurry”
“Quiet right. Now, be your cutest!”

“Beautiful! I’m afraid the background isn’t the best, but it will have to do.” “Now just a few close-ups, and that will be good enough for the first session.”

“Wonderful! You are the best, Miss Lily. Thank you for your time, and I will see you again soon!”
“Goodbye!”
***Allison*** (and Lily)