the book (hosie)

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Hope sighed as she paced back and forth in the room. Next to her as a large photography setup where her session today was to take place. The lights, bed, and lighting umbrellas were in place, but one thing was missing.

The person she was photographing.

Hope was able to get a session with the legendary Swiss model Josie saltzman. However, she was legendary for several reasons: her immaculate beauty, her penchant for perfection, as well as several other difficulties that come from working with her; if something was off, no matter how minuscule, Josie would vocalize her disproval.

Hope groaned as she checked the clock and saw that it was ten-thirty; a half an hour later than when Josie was supposed to be here. Tardiness was another problem.

Suddenly, the door opened and the object of Hope's annoyance walked in. Josie was wearing a long overcoat and the air around her carried an aura of smugness.

"Ah, you must be the photographer," Josie with a sharp tone, as if Hope were wasting Josie's time and not hers.

Hope swallowed an insult that almost escaped her and put on her best fake smile. "Indeed I am. Ready to start?"

Josie seemed to not hear as her face was looking at her phone. She looked up and asked, "Sorry, what?"

Hope's eye twitched as she said, albeit tersely, "Are you ready to start?"

Josie scoffed. "Of course I am." She loosened the belt of her overcoat.

Hope's brow raised upon seeing Josie wearing expensive red, black, and white lingerie. She had to admit, Josie's body was indeed flawlessly gorgeous.

"Alright, let's start with some basic poses," Hope said.

Josie nodded and they proceeded. The model stood next to the bed; she turned and posed while Hope quickly snapped several photos before Josie would move to the next one. As they went on, Josie's poses became more suggestive. She would gaze at the camera over her shoulder, lightly bite the end of her nail, or let one of her bra straps loosen over her shoulder.

Hope snapped a few more pictures and set her camera down. "Alright, great. We can move on-"

"I know what to do," Josie interrupted.

Hope slowly inhaled but remained quiet. "She's trying my patience!" she hissed in her mind.

Josie laid herself down on the bed, her golden hair surrounding her head. Then, she got to her knees and looked over her shoulder as she unsnapped her bra. She turned around, keeping the bra over her breasts. Hope paused, allowing Josie to drop the bra and cover her breasts with her hands.

More snaps followed and eventually, Hope set down her camera. "Alright, let's go to-"

"I want to see how well you've done," Josie said as she put her bra back on and crawled off the bed.

Hope gave Josie another look but relented. "Very well. Here," she said as she handed her camera to Josie.

Josie took the camera and began looking at the photos. Almost immediately, her face twisted in disgust.

"These are awful!" Josie said. "The angle on this one is completely off, the lighting isn't right in about half of these, some of them are incredibly blurry..."

Hope felt her temper rising as she looked at the images that Josie had pointed out as she kept on critiquing. There wasn't a single thing wrong with any of them; it seemed that Josie was only doing it because she could.

Josie scoffed as she tossed the camera aside. "And I thought you were a professional. You aren't even capable of taking photos for a school's yearbook."