“I thought you weren’t supposed to smile in passport photos” she said.
>He just looked at her and grinned, knowingly.
After a few more photos taken of her sitting in various different sexy poses on the stool, Mr Photographer then moved the stool, and replaced it with a large velvet cushion. “Now lie down on your tummy, kick your legs up behind you, lock your ankles together. Lean on your elbow, chin on your hand …….. Lovely!…. Fabulous!…….. Now another nice smile………..”
Five minutes of different poses later it was all over. Mr Photographer said he would have some lovely photos for her to collect next week.
“Well, I hope at least one of them will be okay for my passport” she said.
“I don’t do passport photography!” he said “Try the photo booth in Tesco’s down the road.”
At this point, her boyfriend came into the room, grinning smugly. “Gotcha!” he said. “I wanted some nice photos of you, but you wouldn’t pose for me. That’s a sexy make-over you’ve had too. Happy Birthday! Now come on, let’s go – everyone’s waiting for you at the night club!”
“I’ll get you for this!” she said. “And I’m not going to the night club until I’ve been to Tesco’s for my passport photo!”