Chapter 1 Ana's Dress

As an intern photographer, I seemed to have stumbled upon something extraordinary. Just passing by the dressing room for female models, I heard a suggestive voice inside. Thinking a female model might have fallen, I was about to inquire. The next moment, the commotion inside the dressing room grew louder, faintly hearing two people's breaths. I cautiously approached the dressing room, ears pressed against the door, and then I heard my cousin-in-law Rufus Wilson's heavy panting. I could clearly hear my own breath and the pounding of my heart at this moment. Inside the dressing room, Ana's slightly discontented complaint reached my ears. "What's going on, Rufus? You're getting worse. Have you been making advances on other girls? Why are you becoming more useless?" "You talk as if it's my fault! If it weren't for your daily demands for intimacy, I wouldn't be this exhausted. Even when I'm working, you want it. If the work progress is delayed later, Dante will scold me again." "Look at how fat you've become. Where's the young Rufus? If you don't lose weight, I might go find another man outside!" "Hey, shrew! Are you willing? Well, um, clean me up." Sparse sounds of dressing emanated from the dressing room. Sensing the two were about to come out, I hastily packed my equipment and ran towards the photo studio. So, the photography base I'm in is a partnership between Rufus and another friend. Rufus is the technical partner, which makes him a studio partner. My cousin-in-law is named Ana Patel, and she is a model. With a slender body and hints of abdominal muscles, her face is plump, especially with her red lips. Every time she's in front of the camera, my cousin-in-law likes to coat her lips with a bright red lipstick like fire. Several times, seeing those red lips, I couldn't help but stare. Today, watching my cousin-in-law walk the runway, I had a different feeling. Especially thinking about what she and Rufus just said in the dressing room... Looking at my cousin-in-law's fiery red lips again, I vaguely saw a hint of lingering ambiguity at the corners of her mouth. I was feeling kinda hot, pressed up against the wall, trying to tilt my head down. Recalling the words I overheard at the dressing room door, I subconsciously fantasized about the scene inside. Unfortunately, Rufus has gained seventy or eighty pounds over the years due to a better life, now almost reaching two hundred pounds. I suddenly snapped back to reality, giving myself a hard slap. What am I thinking? This is my cousin-in-law! Although Rufus and I are not blood brothers, just cousins with the same last name from the same village. But if it weren't for Rufus, I wouldn't have a place to stay when I first came here, and he even let me work and earn money. Setting aside these filthy thoughts, I tried to get back to work mode. But every time I see Ana on the runway, I can't help but think of what happened just now. This led to several mistakes today, and even Rufus, who has always been good to me, couldn't help but complain a few times. stumbling through to the end of the day, I was feeling a bit low. Ana seemed to sense my unpleasant mood, and during the break, she walked up to me. "Milo, you don't seem to be in good spirits today. Are you still not used to our place?" Afraid of Ana noticing the problem, I immediately lowered my head. But as soon as I lowered my head, the blood in my body rushed towards the top of my head. Because today, Ana was wearing a very sexy low-cut outfit. Along with Ana's every breath, she occasionally revealed large areas of fair skin. My brain went blank. Staring straight at Ana's dress, completely unaware of the slightly smiling corners of Ana's mouth. "Milo, do you like it?"