Asmara Anastasia

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"Please change my position. What can I do with a body like this." Sarah sobbed, which made Anastasya swallow.

"But brother, this is impossible."

"Why? Do you really have no compassion for me, Ana. I don't want this kind of thing to happen. This accident was pure disaster. While the contract I've been dealing with, it can't be abandoned." Sarah raised her tone of speech. Inside the still-stalled car, tension between the two women was created.

Anastasya was confused, while Sarah put on a face as hot as possible.

"The production house will definitely ask for compensation or even send me into an iron jar. All can't be taken off by Ana when the contract is already signed."

Anastasya is still tight-lipped. It was seen if the girl sighed in a few times, while both of her hands were gripping the wheel firmly.

"I beg you, Ana. Just this once," asked Sarah, cupping both palms.

"Sorry brother, looks like a--"

"You refuse to help me, Ana?" Sarah narrowed her eyes, staring dislikely at Anastasya's figure.

"Bu-not that I mean sister, it's just that."

"I think you're a different girl, but it's the same. Fame closes your heart's eyes until you forget someone who has a hand in raising your social status." Sarah windy. Anger can no longer be contained. While Anastasya made a wave. She is self-aware, if all this time the figure of Sarah who played a big role in turning her life into a famous female figure today. However, whether he had to take for granted Sarah's request that felt so burdensome.

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Anastasya stared at the reflected nanar of his body in front of the mirror. Maron-colored transparent lingerie is now attached fittingly to its molecular body. The dress labeled victoria sicret so accentuates some of the most important points of her body and is able to make the bewitched adam even reluctant to blink an item for a second.

Anastasya is amazingly beautiful even with the body of the makeup owned, making the nineteen-year-old girl is often the target of several production houses, to be able to establish cooperation.

Anastasya did not want to be accompanied by anyone. In the dressing room, he prepared himself.

Some time arguing, Anastasya gives up and is willing to replace Sarah. Although the corner of his heart refused, but he was not able to do much. Until at this second, the good reputation that had been as strong as possible was guarded, would be destroyed in an instant.

Adult magazine model. It is this career that Sarah has been struggling with in recent years. Anastasya rubbed a rough face, he lowered his head while his pair of neutrals glazed over. He had heard the truth through the lips Bi Atun, ART at Sarah's apartment. But he still could not believe it, if he would follow the same path.

Weight. Anastasya himself closely distilled his current existence from Rangga. The girl realized, if surely the lover will be very disappointed, or worse will end the relationship if the sex picture is widespread in the magazine.

Knock on puntu sounding.

Anastasya quickly lifted the face that was originally bowed and wiped the clear bulir melts that wet the cheeks.

"In a moment, sis," Anastasya replied quickly.

"alright. We'll wait another five minutes." Sarah's steps sounded distant.

Again, Anastasya rubbed a rough face. The phone stored in the bag was back to vibrate. Anastasya. He was sure that it was the Rangga who kept trying to contact him. But the girl let the flat object continue to vibrate without even wanting to check it out.

His heart hurts. It is not ready if Rangga will know the truth. Until silence, it becomes the solution.

Anastasya got up, polishing the makeup that had worn off by his cries for a while before exiting the dressing room and joining the team.

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Sarah seemed to chat with some of her colleagues. He seemed to smile happily even though he was in a sitting position and did not move much.

If viewed at a glance, the situation does not change even a little despite the change of model but in fact does not impact on the shooting session that will take place.

From the door of the dressing room that opened, Anastasya's figure came out. For a while all pairs of eyes were flabbergasted, but in the next second a laugh came out of their lips.

"Oh my god, what do you want to cover." One of the photographers with the camera in hand, blurted out a speech.

Sarah breathed deeply. Apparently Anastasya is very difficult to control. The girl had changed her clothes, only to cover her with a blanket.

Where did he get the blanket to cover his body.

"Hey, Ana. Come onl. Aren't you a professional model, quickly show your performance and don't have to make us wait long, '" another colleague joked.

Anastasya's body trembled. Both of his hands gripped the blanket that covered his body firmly.

Other sentences began to be spoken from one by one the crew involved. Time continued to run while Anastasya began to hesitate to be able to follow Sarah's request just like that.

"Ana, come on, open it. I beg. For this time only," Sarah repeated with a clear face.

Some of the crew began to grow furious and saw someone approaching and trying to remove the cloth that covered Anastasya's body by force.

"We have been patient enough and wasted time with your behavior, said Sok alim. Let's open, what are you waiting for. Didn't you choose to give aurat as your profession?" A man clumsily pulled the cloth on Anastasya's body, while the girl held back with all her might so that the covering cloth would not shift from her body.

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