Morning came. I was brushing my teeth when I heard Henry enter the room, talking to someone. I got done washing my mouth then went and saw Deon, a neighbor of ours who lived a floor below. He was a YouTuber who spent a lot of hours playing and reviewing video games on Twitch channel. It had been weeks since I saw him. We were casual acquaintances, but he and Henry often played basketball out on the courtyard. As far as I could tell, I knew little about him besides the fact that he resided alone.
We exchanged handshakes, and then we went about setting up the light stands on opposite ends of the room. Our bedroom was square-shaped, and according to him, too much light would produce a lot of heat, so he did his best modifying the lights to blend well with that coming from the windows; the bed was to be the staging area. Henry set up the camera on a tripod, and I went and sat in the bed while he and Deon went through their checklist to make sure everything conformed perfectly with the lightning modifiers.
"Looks like you're all set up here," Deon remarked hours later after he had made sure everything was in order. "If ever you both want photography lessons, don't hesitate to knock on my door."
"Sure, we'll think about it," I answered.
I was wearing a tank top and shorts, and I wasn't wearing any bra underneath. Deon ran his eyes all over me; it was enough to make me blush.
"Anyway, I'll see myself out," he shook hands with me, then waved at Henry before turning to leave.
I went and locked the door before him before going to look for Henry in the bedroom and said: "Did you notice the way he looked at me?"
"No. How?"
"Like he was undressing me with his eyes. I felt kinda creeped out by that."
"You're looking hot, so what if he does. He didn't make a move on you, did he?"
"No, he didn't. But maybe next time, I hope he does."
"Ha, ha. Very funny. How about you get on your thinking cap and let's get started on this porn enterprise of ours?"
As it turned out, I already had a scene in mind. I grabbed a jotter and pen from the table where I had begun writing on what I wanted our first scene to look. I presented the idea to Henry, and he added a couple of touches and then we were good to go.