81 Chapter one, 2016, crescendo: 9 (1/2)

Christina dropped her pose and went through a sequence where she allowed the photographer a leisurely half a second between shots. He was good enough to be called a professional but still a sad excuse compared to the crew she built her career on in her previous life.

In her previous life. It would be bad to forget that. 'Restart. You're not 'The Princess of Scandinavia' here. They don't remember you because they have never seen you before.'

She stopped moving when she felt how the photographer dropped out of focus.

”Am I doing something wrong?” she asked to remind him that he was doing a sloppy job. He was tiring faster than she. ”Please direct me so you get the shots as you want them!” 'I can always fake following his directions later. As long as he gets the shots he needs he'll be happy.'

He just stared at her with awe in his eyes.

'This is bad. I need crew, not fans.' ”Where do you want me now?” she asked to wake him up.

The reaction she got was about as far from professional as possible. He leered at her.

'For crap's sake. It should be illegal to work as a fashion photographer before you've shot a few hundred sets with nude, beautiful women and men!'

”Don't look at me like that!” Christina squealed in what she hoped was a suitably shy and shocked voice. There was hardly a part of her she hadn't shown the crews in her previous life. She had most of those shots destroyed afterwards, but she couldn't stay among the top ten if she froze whenever a camera saw her naked body.

'Idiot! You think I'm working with my body. You'll never be top notch.' She slid into a new pose when the photographer finally regained his senses. 'My body is our tool. You and I have to cooperate when using it. That's why I always work with my brains and not with my body.'

Christina really, really detested small minded men. Put a beautiful head on a beautiful body and they automatically deducted twenty points from IQ. 'But who am I to complain? Made it a lot easier for me to break through. Manipulating morons is a lot easier than handling the crafty ones.'

That thought however belonged to a later life than the one she tried restarting here. Once she quit modelling and started out on the road that led to her becoming 'The Billion Dollar Empress' she began thinking in such terms.