All Around My Girls

As an intern photographer, I seemed to have stumbled upon something extraordinary.

Just passing by the dressing room for female models, I heard a suggestive voice inside.

Thinking a female model might have fallen, I was about to inquire.

The next moment, the commotion inside the dressing room grew louder, faintly hearing two people's breaths.

I cautiously approached the dressing room, ears pressed against the door, and then I heard my cousin-in-law Rufus Wilson's heavy panting.

I could clearly hear my own breath and the pounding of my heart at this moment.

Inside the dressing room, Ana's slightly discontented complaint reached my ears.

"What's going on, Rufus? You're getting worse. Have you been making advances on other girls? Why are you becoming more useless?"

"You talk as if it's my fault! If it weren't for your daily demands for intimacy, I wouldn't be this exhausted. Even when I'm working, you want it. If the work progress is delayed later, Dante will scold me again."

"Look at how fat you've become. Where's the young Rufus? If you don't lose weight, I might go find another man outside!"

"Hey, shrew! Are you willing? Well, um, clean me up."

Sparse sounds of dressing emanated from the dressing room.

Sensing the two were about to come out, I hastily packed my equipment and ran towards the photo studio.

So, the photography base I'm in is a partnership between Rufus and another friend. Rufus is the technical partner, which makes him a studio partner.

My cousin-in-law is named Ana Patel, and she is a model.

With a slender body and hints of abdominal muscles, her face is plump, especially with her red lips. Every time she's in front of the camera, my cousin-in-law likes to coat her lips with a bright red lipstick like fire.

Several times, seeing those red lips, I couldn't help but stare.

Today, watching my cousin-in-law walk the runway, I had a different feeling.

Especially thinking about what she and Rufus just said in the dressing room...

Looking at my cousin-in-law's fiery red lips again, I vaguely saw a hint of lingering ambiguity at the corners of her mouth.

I was feeling kinda hot, pressed up against the wall, trying to tilt my head down.

Recalling the words I overheard at the dressing room door, I subconsciously fantasized about the scene inside.

Unfortunately, Rufus has gained seventy or eighty pounds over the years due to a better life, now almost reaching two hundred pounds.

I suddenly snapped back to reality, giving myself a hard slap.

What am I thinking?

This is my cousin-in-law!

Although Rufus and I are not blood brothers, just cousins with the same last name from the same village.

But if it weren't for Rufus, I wouldn't have a place to stay when I first came here, and he even let me work and earn money.

Setting aside these filthy thoughts, I tried to get back to work mode.

But every time I see Ana on the runway, I can't help but think of what happened just now.

This led to several mistakes today, and even Rufus, who has always been good to me, couldn't help but complain a few times.

stumbling through to the end of the day, I was feeling a bit low.

Ana seemed to sense my unpleasant mood, and during the break, she walked up to me.

"Milo, you don't seem to be in good spirits today. Are you still not used to our place?"

Afraid of Ana noticing the problem, I immediately lowered my head.

But as soon as I lowered my head, the blood in my body rushed towards the top of my head.

Because today, Ana was wearing a very sexy low-cut outfit.

Along with Ana's every breath, she occasionally revealed large areas of fair skin.

My brain went blank.

Staring straight at Ana's dress, completely unaware of the slightly smiling corners of Ana's mouth.

"Milo, do you like it?"

"Uh, I didn't see..."

Seeing me stuttering, Ana's smile intensified. She gently hooked my shoulder with her hand.

"You wouldn't... still be a virgin, right?"

With Ana's sweet laughter, her movements became even more pronounced.

No, I can't look anymore!

Just when I didn't know what to do, a slightly lazy female voice came from outside the studio door.

"Ana! Who are you flirting with here?"

Never having seen the person, I first heard her voice.

Turning my head, I saw a seductive woman carrying a pair of red high heels, walking barefoot towards us.

The first impression one gets is definitely not from her stunning face, but from those perfect feet.

"Oh, a newcomer? Give me a smile!"

Ana smiled at the sexy woman in front of us, saying in a seemingly reproachful tone.

"Hey Ms. Spencer, lay off teasing him. He's Milo, Rufus's cousin. He just got here from the countryside and he's a bit naive. He turns red at the slightest hint of attention from girls and he can't handle your teasing."

Later, I learned from Ana that the lady in red in front of me is Daria Spencer, also a professional model.

She has been featured in various fashion magazines over and over again, walking the runway for more than a hundred shows every year.

She is undoubtedly a top model in the industry.

Also, she is the wife of the studio's big boss, with a close relationship with Rufus's family.

Both families even live in the same neighborhood, on the same floor.

Hearing Ana's introduction, Daria took off her sunglasses and scrutinized me.

"Indeed reminiscent of Rufus's youth, this physique is much stronger than Rufus's back then, did you work out?"

Hearing Daria's words, I nodded honestly.

"No, but I did sports in high school."

"No wonder then..."

Daria even reached out and touched my biceps.

Her eyes suddenly lit up, looking towards Ana.

"I need a companion now. What about letting him try?"

Hearing Daria's words, Ana and I were both stunned.

Ana playfully said, "You naughty girl, you're a married woman, you know."

Hearing Ana's words, Daria laughed even louder.

With a teasing look in her bright eyes, she blinked at me, then hugged Ana's arm.

"How could it be? I do need a male model; the theme of the new magazine is Beauty and the Beast. I've already tried several and none worked. The current male models are all skinny with no muscles, can't pass. Your cousin... honestly, don't waste him. How about I give him a second-tier celebrity fee? What do you think?"

For model shoots, sometimes, in addition to shooting the model, there needs to be a backdrop, which can be either a decoration or another model.

Hearing Daria's request, Ana looked at me.

"Milo, do you want to go be a model for Ms. Spencer?"

Just hearing Daria's words had already made my heart itch.

To be honest, I was scared by the cost of living in the big city as soon as I arrived.

The two thousand yuan my family gave me before leaving might not even cover a month.

Now, there's an opportunity to make money right in front of me, and I naturally don't want to give it up.

Plus...

Looking at Daria with her big wavy curls and red dress, I unconsciously swallowed.

"I'm willing!"

Hearing my answer, Daria showed a satisfied smile, directly grabbing my hand and heading towards the studio.

She shouted to Ana behind her, "Ana, hurry up and call Rufus and the others over. Wearing this outfit is complicated; let's finish it today!"

Daria turned her head, looking at me with a mischievous smile, and casually touched my chest muscles.

With her touch, my whole body stiffened.

Daria's laughter became even louder.

"Hahaha! Really a newbie!"

"Go to the changing room, take off your top, and then change into jeans."

Hearing Daria's request, I couldn't help but hesitate.

Seeing my embarrassment, she patted my back and urged, "What are you afraid of? I'm not afraid to undress; you, a big guy, are afraid to undress? And just the top, I don't need you to take it all off. Or, are you not confident in yourself... little member?"

When she said "member," Daria even emphasized those two words with a bite.

I lowered my head and spoke intermittently.

"No... It's not that I can't take it off, it's just that I... feel a bit weird. Don't be disgusted, okay?"

Hearing my words, Daria shrugged indifferently:

"It's fine, just take it off!"

I didn't say much, just ran towards the changing room on the side.

Ana had somehow walked to Daria's side, and when they saw my appearance, they both visibly paused.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, I covered my chest.

It's because my chest is covered in chest hair, extending all the way down to my navel.

During puberty, my male hormones were higher than other boys, so I grew hair in middle school.

At that time, my classmates teased me as the "furry guy," and some even called me "wolf boy," making me very self-conscious.

Even in high school, despite doing sports, I always tried to wear tank tops and avoid revealing my hair.

Look at the other models around me; their bodies are smooth and white.

Ana and Daria looked directly at my appearance, and I blushed, asking softly.

I don't know why, but I felt a vague and indescribable feeling in their gazes.

It seems... like admiration?