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Get the Picture, Part 1

Summary:

Alternate Universe - All Human.  After some coaxing, Paramedic Rose decides to pose nude for charity. Professional photographer Dimitri will do anything for the perfect shot.

This story is four chapters long.  It's quickly overtaking Daring to Fantasize as my most popular story ever.  I had originally planned for it to only be one chapter, but I got a little bit carried away.  There's a bit of a build-up, but I promise some delightful smut. 

The first three chapters were beta-read by FanFiction.net's TheBasicBitch (a.k.a. Ava, or I'll call her TBB for short).  She's kind of the smut queen and an absolutely amazing editor.  If you have a chance to mosey on over, check out her stuff.

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The advertisement in the employee break-room sat alone on the bulletin board, a somber reminder of all that we had gone through in the past nine months since COVID-19 had hit. The vaccine had finally been created and delivered a month ago, so our lives were beginning to get back to 'normal' - if you can call it that -, but there was a big gaping hole in the wake of those who had perished with the course of the virus.

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PHOTO OF THE MONTH CALENDAR FUNDRAISER

ATTRACTIVE FIRST RESPONDERS WANTED

Must be willing to bare all before a camera

Call or text (212)234-5678 for more information

*Proceeds go to benefit the families of other NYC first responders who died from COVID-19, including:

Firefighter Mason Ashford

Emergency Medical Technician Shane Reyes

Nurse Abby Badica

Nurse Ryan Aylesworth

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It had been months since Mason had died, but the pain of losing him had stung. Mason had been one of my best friends since childhood. Though we had tried to make a go of it as a couple several years ago, Mason and I were content to be just friends and he had moved on to start a family with a fellow classmate of ours by the name of Mia. Mia was a nurse, too, but she was eight months pregnant right now with Mason's baby and had been off work while the risk to the baby was too high. The money for her to take care of herself and Mason's child was just not there.

It was a Tuesday morning, so someone was nice enough to bring a box of donuts to the break room. I had managed to snag the last chocolate one, which was my favorite.

Just before I sat down with my donut, I texted a picture of the flyer to my best friend, Lissa, who was a pediatric nurse in the ICU, with the message:

Are you going to do it?

As soon as I hit send, my cell phone rang. It was Lissa.

"Hey, Liss," I answered between bites of my donut, "are you calling about the flyer?"

"Yes. I already signed up a few days ago. They actually hired a professional photographer who works taking promotional pictures for lingerie companies and does photo shoots for a few magazines for the whole thing. He already called me this morning."