‘Blimey, Mo, I thought it was going to be something really bad. That’s nothing to worry about, not nowadays. I’ve seen plenty of pictures of nude women, and don’t think anything of it. If anything, you’ll probably be someone’s pin-up now and you’ve every right to be proud of that, especially with a gorgeous body like yours.’

‘Do you really think so?’

‘Yes, I know so. Cor, I wish I had one of your photos … I’d keep it next to my bed and admire it every night.’

Mo wasn’t normally one to blush, but she could feel her cheeks burning. ‘That’s nice of you to say so, but what about my Sam? I know him and he’ll be furious if he finds out.’

‘He may not, so stop wasting time worrying about something that may never happen. If it does ever come out, deal with it then.’

‘Yeah, you’re right. Thanks, Roger. I feel a bit better about it now,’ Mo said, and sashayed over to the sofa to sit next to him.

‘’Ere, Mo, have you got any of your photos? I’d love to have a look at them.’

‘No, cheeky, I ain’t,’ Mo replied with a naughty grin, and didn’t push Roger’s hand away when she felt it sliding up her thigh.

‘How about you give me a private viewing then, pose for me like you did for the photographer?’ Roger asked lustily.

‘Oh … I don’t know about that …’

‘Go on, it’ll be our secret. I’m getting really turned on thinking about your beautiful body.’

Mo saw Roger’s face inching closer to hers, and their lips met. She returned his kiss and groaned in pleasure as his hand slid between her legs. It was seductive, irresistible, and she responded to his touch.

‘Please, Mo … pose for me,’ Roger asked as he pushed her nightdress off her shoulders to flick her erect nipples with his tongue.

Mo gently pushed him away to remove her dressing gown, then slipped her nightdress off. It fell to the floor, leaving her naked, and she relished the look of desire in Roger’s eyes. Then she slowly walked across the room and lay on the bed to pose, just as she had for Barry, and asked huskily, ‘Do I look good?’

Roger groaned, rubbing his bulging crotch. ‘Oh, yes, Mo, you’re stunning,’ he said, then walked over to stand by the bed.

Mo reached out and undid his trousers, freeing his erect manhood. She smiled, and said, ‘Well, look at that. I think you want me.’

‘Oh, yes, I do, but like this,’ Roger growled and climbing on the bed he roughly flipped her over, then pulled her up at the waist until she was on her knees.