>>1661472"Is this pose... um, okay?"
Chiko felt apprehensive to say the least. It was her first modelling job, and it paid well, but calling the outfit scandalous was putting it very lightly. Lounging around in the threadbare sling-swimsuit felt only a notch above wearing nothing.
"Yes, it's perfect." The photographer spoke in dulcet tones of reassurance before snapping another photo. "Okay, love, just one more photo and-"
Then of all things, the faint sound of an approaching siren pierced the silence of the otherwise deserted beach.
"Oh hell." The cameraman knew the jig was up. They must have gotten a tip about his whereabouts. Selling his illicit photography on the street had gotten him a lot of clients, but no share of notice from local law enforcement. "Sorry sweetheart, here's an IOU!"
The man reached into his pocket and tossed the prone girl a shiny 500 yen coin... before packing up his camera, gear, and belongings into a heavy satchel, and high tailing it for the car parked nearby.
By the time Chiko's shock wore off and she looked up from the given 'payment', the man had sped off into the night... with her clothing folded up in his back seat.