I love weekend assignments for my photography class. They give me something to do other than watch my sexy roommate Grace Nichols get ready for some hot date. I gave up dating  a few months ago.  The rejection was too much to take. Even though I'm 23,  I know that I'm going to end up alone. Dating is hard when you're as plain as I am.  Grace has it so easy. In addition to being  beautiful, she's got perfect long red hair and a gorgeous body.

 It is a beautiful Saturday morning and I'm driving through the countryside of my home state of Minnesota.  I'm looking for a place to stop and take landscape photos for class. I spy a motorcycle parked along the road. I pull over because I see it is a nice spot. I start taking pictures. There's an incredibly  good looking man sitting in the field. He's probably around 25 years old.

 I move closer towards him. Did God simply try to see how beautiful he could make one man?Shyness prevents me from speaking. The man looks at me and says nothing. I'm tempted to run to my car and leave because I feel awkward. A burst of boldness comes over me "It's a beautiful day isn't it?" I say. Still nothing. Maybe he doesn't want to talk about the weather.  I nervously play with my long dark hair as I decide to  say something harder to ignore. "I'm a photography to student. May I take your picture?"

He laughs "Sure" he says and runs off through the field. I sigh and run after him. Even his ass looks great. We're about the same height, I notice. He stops suddenly and turns towards me. I'm going too fast to stop. I, with my sturdy, semi muscular build fall right on top of him. He's under me and I'm over him in a perfect plank position. My camera is off to the side.

"I'm so sorry" I say breathlessly. I take advantage of this position and kiss his beauty mark. He puts his hands on my arms and gently traces my muscle definition with his fingers. I melt.I start to get up. "no" he says and pulls me on top of him . He kisses me. Long and slow. Just the right of amount of tongue. I kiss him back with just as much intensity. He pulls away before I'm ready for him to. 

 "Didn't you want to take my picture?" he asks.

"Yeah..I did" I stammer "My name is Penelope Smith, by the way."

"I like that. I think it suits you. I'm Prince."

"One thing," he continues," First I want to take your picture and I want copies of all the photos."

I laugh," I'm warning you. I'm not at ease in front of the camera ". Seriously who'd want photos of my plain self?

"Maybe you need practice."I show Prince how to use my camera. I pose. I can feel my nervousness showing.He laughs "You weren't kidding. You're cute. Nothing to be nervous about" I cannot feel my feet touch the ground! He directs me through a series of poses. Sometimes he positions me just a little this way or that, while leaving his hands near the more excitable parts of my body longer than he needs to. I figure he is trying to me make me want him. I don't know what comes over me but I take my shirt off, exposing my lacy camisole.He grins, "You're not as shy as you let on" I let him take a couple more pictures.

"Your turn," I tell him. He poses without any of the nervousness I had.

He unfastens his shirt, revealing a generous amount of chest hair. I want to run my hands through it. This man is getting more and more perfect. I'm glad I'm getting pictures because my roommate won't believe he exists! "Showing off?" I ask him.

"You know you like it" he smirks at me. Heaven help me! Even his smirk is cute! 

"It's very masculine", I say.I take pictures of him. He seems to know his best angles and uses them to his advantage to tease me. He certainly doesn't need me positioning him. And I don't have the nerve. I think I'm going to lose my mind when he faces his back (that ass!) to the camera and smiles coyly over his shoulder. Then he has to top himself by fully removing his shirt, laying on the ground and gazing into the camera. Then his licks a finger while I get a picture of that. I walk over . I lay down next to him and run my hand through his chest hair as I photograph the two of us. He runs the tip of his tongue down my cheek as the camera clicks. Wow! We sit up .

 "Thank you for letting me take the pictures"All of a sudden it starts to rain hard. He says, "Let's wait out the rain in that barn over there"

Would you go in the barn with Prince?