In college, she posed for the intro of Life Drawing class. At the time, it paid only $8/hour, and the class was two hours. Usually, with arriving early and staying a bit longer for the students who were finishing up, it became three hours. So, it wasn't great money. Enough to buy a little food. But as a broke college student, it helped.
Also, she secretly loved being naked in front of the class. She was scared to do it, and each time, she had a small panic attack when she dropped the robe and stepped onto the model stand. But once she took her first pose and heard the hurried scratching of pencils and charcoal, she could relax.
She loved feeling their eyes on her skin, studying each curve and fold, each crease and crevasse. Sometimes she'd move into a new pose thinking only about how comfortable it'd be to hold for 10-15 minutes. She'd be relaxed in her breathing, and sort of spacing out, and then realize she was squatting with her legs open. A mere 10 feet from her, some Freshman would be staring at her, every curl of pubic hair, every soft fold of her vagina exposed.
It made her feel brave, mostly. And a little turned on.
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