today was lena’s modeling gig for prada, and of course i wanted to join. to watch her, do her thing.

my eyes trail over her figure as she posed, with the outfit. her hair done, subtle makeup on. standing aside, my hands in my pockets. smiling at her, noticing how beautiful she looked during the shoot.

she noticed it, a quick small glance towards me, smiling at my gesture. but quickly returning to her poses. i stood there admiring her presence, she was good at it. way to good.