This confession, while somewhat adult oriented is more funny than exciting. It was extremely embarrassing that the time but fortunately the other party was kind and kept the secret so now I can look back and laugh. It’s a long post but hopefully the laugh will be worth the read.
About a year ago, maybe a little less, I had a friend from college who was trying to turn her photography hobby into a side hustle. She came to me and asked to photograph me and of course I said yes. The photos were pretty tame, the most revealing photo was wearing a swimsuit. A couple of others hinted at a little cleavage, or created the illusion that I was wearing less than I actually was. For example I was wearing a man’s button down shirt and the way I was sitting it looked like I was wearing nothing underneath but actually I was wearing pajama shorts and pasties. She reached out to me about a month later thanking me and said she had gotten a number of paying gigs with boudoir shoots because the clients was impressed with my photos. She said that because I had helped her, she would give me a free photoshoot of any type and she would release all files and copyrights to me. I confess that I was struggling at the time due to the COVID crisis drastically reducing my income and I hadn’t recovered yet and had the idea to do an extensive boudoir shoot and sell some photos. A friend agreed to sell my photos for a percentage and he would crop my face from any sold. I was pleased with how much money I had coming in daily, and was thankful because I wasn’t crazy about earning money that way and it looked like I would be able to stop selling soon once I had a bit of cash saved.
So last Thanksgiving rolls around and I arrived at my parents house to spend a week sleeping in my old room. As I was getting out of my car, the elderly man next door, who I used to run errands for in when I was younger waved at me. I went over expecting to catch up on friendly chat. Instead, his first words were “we need to talk”. We all know those words are never followed by good news. It seems that he had purchased one of my photo packages, having no idea that the pictures were of me, because the ads had only showed me from the neck down in a bikini. He paid my friend for the photos and received his package about an hour later. My friend had failed to crop my face from about 4 of the most revealing photos. Imagine the thoughts in my mind, wishing there was a large shrub I could hide behind nearby, wondering how many others went out with my face still attached. Fortunately the neighbor was worried that he had somehow wronged me and was as worried as I was that someone would find out. We both swore to secrecy and I was able to celebrate Thanksgiving with my dignity intact.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/wpnz3u/f_24f_a_small_laugh
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