Amy's TG World

  Perrin was in a crisis. She had just been hired as Blueberry Academy's photographer, which meant she had to take pictures for the websites, and advertisements, and ugh! It was so much. Perrin preferred photographing what she wanted, and most of what she was being forced to photograph was boring classroom settings, or idyllic student plazas, to try and convince parents to send their kids to the academy. Her favorite assignments were those in the Terrarium, but at this point those assignments were a dime a dozen.  But this newest assignment was peaking Perrin's interesting. The school was trying to create a calendar, which meant fun pictures. And Perrin knew the perfect sort of pictures for the summer months! Bikini pics! That'd make these calendars sell like hot cakes, and maybe she'd get some better assignments around the school, like leading the photography club or something.  Perrin's crisis continued. She couldn't find any volunteers for her photo sessions.

  Andrew and Finley walked out of the courtroom, and once a proper way from it they each let out a deep sigh, and Finley said “I can’t believe he managed to turn a small scratch on his car into a lifetime prison sentence.” And to which Andrew replied “And I can’t believe you somehow made it into a small settlement of like 50 dollars, 1 month house arrest and having to take weird pills.” “He was really insistent on those pills, I dunno why.” “Yeah odd, still you're a great lawyer. Dunno how you became one though.” “The pipeline from art student to defence attorney is surprisingly common.” Andrew gave a chuckle at this statement, before saying “Sad you won’t be in the apartment for that month.” “Yeah sorry about that, I gotta go to the west coast, do some research for a coming case. Just make sure you look after yourself, actually do you think you can send me daily emails?” “Uh why?” “I’d like to keep track of your mental health. 1 month of isolation can do a lot, think of it like a

  https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/7135733?q=manuela_casagranda   “I just don’t get it, what gets people so excited about weddings?” Andrew sighed, rubbing his thumb and finger against his temple. Cassi, his roommate, asked “What brought this on? Feeling a sudden hatred for the institution of marriage?” well sipping her pepsi. Andrew lifted up his phone and showed an email he’d gotten. It was an invitation to a wedding from a co-worker which had her in what could only be called a choice for a wedding dress that seemed to have way too many coloured accents, and a husband who seemed mildly dead inside. “Doesn't look too bad, just a regular wedding.” Cassi replied, taking a bigger sip of her pepsi. “I know I’m just tired of being dragged to everyone else's wedding. I’m only there to pad out the seats.” Andrew then put down his phone and began to stretch, getting ready to go for a walk. “Some day it’ll be your wedding and you’ll want everyone to be there.” “As if! The only girl who

  (Source : https://danbooru.donmai.us/posts/6484946 ) Liam sighed as he sat at his desk. He should be cataloguing data but instead he was browsing on his phone. He was looking through his folder of girls in nuns' clothes. Some showing cleavage, some in clothes too tight and some doing things that god never even considered. It was a 700 image folder, so there was a lot of variety. Still his erotic concentration was broken as his friend Jamie came up behind him and said “You lookin at nuns again?” Liam jumped and closed his photo viewer in under a second, turning to Jamie saying “What? You saying I should be using company time better?” Jamie chuckled and replied “Hell no, still you got a weird ass kink” “Says the guy into cheerleaders” Liam snapped back. Jamie nodded and said “It ain’t that weird. Being a christian school kid musta had a bug effect on you " "You have no idea” Liam chuckled. Jamie then handed Liam a small chocolate egg. “Here, I went to grab lunch and the