After the shoot, I went back with Gino to his apartment. He did have dinners waiting that he made previously and had in the refrigerator. He pulled them out, heated them in the microwave, and we had a quick dinner. We both wanted to get onto the night's activities, which was each other.
We finished dinner and spent the rest of the night on Gino's couch. Gino was all over me to the point of dominating me.
By midnight I was exhausted to the point where I fell asleep on his floor. Taylor's studio seemed a very innocent, distant memort. As I drifted off to sleep, Gino went into his bedroom, got a blanket and two pillows for us, came back, covered me up, layed down next to me and went to sleep on the floor.
In the morning, Gino drove me over to campus and dropped me off. It was so neat! Everyone stopped in their tracks when they saw Gino's car pull up and drop me off.
Now Gino calls me every night. I claim I need to study, but really love having Gino call me up and try to talk me into spending time with him. Of course, every night we are together we end up in his bed. The next morning he drops me off at campus. He also is having more shoots for me. The only thing I don't really like is that each shoot involves me wearing less and less clothing, or if I am fully dressed, the clothes are prettty tight, and the kind a fifteen year old girl would wear.Gino tells me these photos attract talent scouts (he shoud have said pimps).