The New World

Chapter 4

Storm's POV
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I had such a good night with Anna but my mind always has to go an ruin it. Anna had to leave the pub at midnight but she stayed an extra half an hour because we were having such a nice evening talking about everything.

I got home and went to my bedroom. I stripped down to nothing and got into bed. The alcohol was wearing off and the depression hits me harder than ever when I drink. I cried. I cried for so long, it seemed like hours before I passed out due to exhaustion.

The morning was bright, the light shined through as the curtains were clumsily closed. I stood up and put my fluffy Disney pajamas on and went into the kitchen. Why did last night have to end on another low.  I got a cold bottle of water out of the fridge, made a coffee and grabbed some painkillers and went back to bed. I took the painkillers and my antidepressant. The coffee did not help but I needed to wake up otherwise I would stay in bed all day. I looked at my phone and Anna had text me multiple times asking if I was ok. She knew I'd get rough once I was on my own. She even offered to get the day off work tomorrow but of course I told her not to be silly.

I looked at the time. Shit! Half 8! My MUA and hair stylist would be here soon, I almost forgot. I had another job doing part time modelling and one day I hoped to be as good as my idol Cervena Fox. I got my old makeup fully removed from the night before, had a quick shower, washed my hair and moisturised my face.

I let Chloe at my hair while it was still wet so she could dry it properly and she styled it straight but tangled. Jo my MUA did a smokey eye with neutral lips but added the eyelashes and contour. My photographer arrived at half 10 to do another boudoir and implied nude bedroom shoot. While Jo and Chloe sat in the kitchen having a catchup, we got straight to it.

The one thing I'm in control of when it comes to modelling is outfits. My modelling outfits were in my separate wardrobe that I do wear out but they are mainly bought for my shoots. Today I chose a black lace body, was simple but revealing. The photographer I was working with was called Andy and he was using my images for his new 'INKED' magazine. He worked in the main city and had a contract for me to sign. £200 for a couple of hours was a good rate on my part and of course he would make his earnings from the magazine's he sold.

"Legs over the bed, lay back with your arms near your hair, look to the side, that's it. Hold that... Now one hand over your boob, the other on your stomach. Pretend your caressing, hold that. Now let's do some implied nude."

I got undressed not afraid to show my body but he did turn around and say if he didn't want him to watch. I told him it was fine, he was gay after all.

"So cover your puss with some of the white sheet, that's right. Cover one boob with your hand and the other with your hair, look seductive... Now try kneeling forward, like a tiger or lion and growl at me..."

As you can see it's not all that interesting until you get the finished images. The 'INKED' magazine was one I really enjoyed reading so to be featuring in it will be another great step in the right direction. I had quite a few tattoos and a couple of piercings of course, and I had been having more tattoo magazines scout me out.

The day went on and I left my makeup and hair the way it was. An excuse not to have to do it myself, and I decided to take a walk into the city. I put the same jeans on from the night before, put a low cut black strappy top and my more regular chunky boots. I locked up and off I went.