How I Met Carla, Part 2

nude female body(Continued from Part 1)

Carla's studio was small. It was in an old apartment building that looked like it was built in the 1930s, located in downtown San Diego.

You had to walk inside the building and go up several flights of stairs to the third floor. There was no elevator.

The studio itself was just one main room with the front door and kitchenette at one end, and her bed and sewing table at the other end. In the middle was a sofa and table. If I had to guess, I'd say the studio was 600 square feet. It only had one window which looked out across downtown.

It also had a bathroom with a toilet and shower, but no bathtub. And she had a closet.

Her studio was filled with rolls of cloths and fabrics. There were cases full of thread, buttons, pins, and scissors. She had stacks of patterns and papers on which she sketched out clothing ideas. She didn't do any of this for money, just for her own creative outlet. Many of the clothes she wears are of her own creation.

In the weeks since I met Carla we would sit together at the coffee shop while I gave her pointers on how to expose herself in using my techniques. She would experiment with different clothes, and then push the limits beyond what I would typically do.

She said I had the perfect body for the kind of clothes she liked to design. I'm thin. I stand 5'5" tall and weigh between 110-115 pounds on most days. I wear an A cup bra size. I have sandy blonde hair, shoulder length.

Carla loves clothes that accentuates a flat tummy, and even at 44 years of age, I still have a flat, tight tummy. She particularly loves the way my pubic mound rises up from my abdomen and enjoys emphasizing it.

So now she has someone to model for her. Her creative mind churned out lots of ideas and she couldn't sew fast enough to keep up. She would design something for me to wear and then wanted to see me wear it in public.

And that was something entirely new for me.

I've never put on clothes specifically to look sexy. Yes, I would wear my sarong, but that was so that I could exhibit myself, not so much to enhance my appearance.

Carla wanted to design clothes that would exhibit myself but accentuate certain features of my body, and to enhance my appearance, and do it in her own forward-thinking creativity.

Carla takes me out walking with the clothes she makes and observes me.

At first I figured she liked making new clothes and wanted to see how I looked in them. But I started to realize that she simply liked exhibiting me. It wasn't just that she likes to make clothes, she likes to show me off in her designs and gauge peoples' reactions.

And I have fun with it. I like trying on her clothes, and I love the attention I get from her.

But now I find myself watching my figure ever more closely. I count my calories, I exercise, I take vitamins, and do whatever I can to keep my tummy perfect for her.

(Continue to Part 3)

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