My Not So Perfect Life

I was a teen model, for JC Penny's. By the time I was seventeen I was too tall and lanky and they didn't need me. Fourteen was the ideal age. The photographer was a woman, and she took hundreds of nude pictures of me. She brought me around to making love with her.

I was 19 and walked out of a restaurant, a commercial photographer asked if I minded posing for him at the door. That photograph was used for their summer advertising. It's that photo that attracted a man's attention and he looked me up. He was enthralled with me, and after a couple of meetings offered to pay my way through college.

Of course nothing is free, and I was his, and am, his girlfriend. When I need to feel good about myself I look through my nude photos. I like how I was then. I'm not at all like I was at that time. He doesn't know about those photographs, he has his own that he takes from time to time.

Sometimes when he is traveling I use a dating app to meet up with women, or go to that part of town. That part of me he doesn't know about, much less how much I need to spend the night with a woman my age.