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Madison Models for Coworkers

... photography business?" Madison asked, clearly eager to lay out her new scheme. "She has had trouble booking gigs lately, so she thought it might be good to branch out into some other photography styles."

I nodded along as I shoveled away at some patchy grass.

"She thinks it might be fun to experiment with boudoir photos," Maddie continued. "They're really popular right now, and she says a lot of people charge $800 for a session, even though they only take an hour or two!"

"Okay," I replied, dropping my shovel and wiping the sweat from my forehead. "What are boudoir photos? How would you be helping her?"

"They're like, sexy pics that people get as a gift for their partner when they get married, or just to feel pretty! Like those black and white lingerie photos, you must have seen them before."

"You never gave me any lingerie photos when we got married. I've been having to take those myself," I quipped, spurring a playful shove from Madison.

"Anyway," Madison continued, "Lena wants to start offering boudoir shoots, but she hasn't done them before, so she doesn't have any in her portfolio. No one will want to book a session with her if she doesn't have examples, so she was wondering if I would pose for a few sample shots."

There it was. It was always something like this when she brandished that mischievous grin, doubly so whenever her friend Lena was involved.

"That makes sense," I said with an affirming nod. "What is she doing with your photos, though? ...

... She's sending them to clients who want to book a session? Like, nude photos of you?"

"No, of course not!" Madison laughed, still smiling. "It'll be a clothed shoot. Just some lingerie or bras. They don't have to be too extreme, just something she can put on her portfolio website as an example."

This gave me pause. Madison has been the victim (or, rather, willing participant) of some scandalous photos being sent out in the past, but it has always been either a wardrobe malfunction or an in-the-moment joke or something.

"Wait," I said, shaking my head. "The photos will be online where anyone can see them?"

"Well, yeah," Madison replied dryly. "But it's not like people just go trolling around photography sites for boudoir pics. It's a business page advertising a product. People will be paying attention to the photos, not to me. And besides, it's not any worse than some of my swimsuit pics that have circled around."

Madison shot me a teasing grin.

What she said was true. Early that summer, Lena had taken some photos of Madison at a pool party that came out more provocative than intended, thanks to a camera flash and some sheer fabric. They ended up making their way around her circle of friends from work, and Lena and Madison both enjoyed the popularity boost that they received courtesy of the images.

I had no doubt that this was the impetus for our current conversation, as Lena wasn't one to miss an opportunity when she saw one on the horizon.

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