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model- a person or thing regarded as an excellent example of a specified quality. 

She is typical. Her teeth flash a blinding white, her straight, shiny hairs lies down her sun-kissed back. Her dark, black sunglasses rest on her face. Her ribs jut out, her hip bones seem to be inching out of her skin. She stands in her bathing suit sipping a sugar-free redbull in her left hand and holding a cigarette in her right. She is beautiful.

He is old and wears large framed glasses. His beer belly bulges out of his sweat stained shirt. He holds an expensive camera in his hands and talks to her about where to shoot the next hundred frames. 

To her those next hundred frames could led to her life in the Hollywood Hills. These pictures could make her famous. She could live in a glamorous mansions and throw parties and buy expensive rings and necklaces. She could take care of herself and be happy. 

To him she is something to look at, something to capture. She is a muse for his art and she is something to look at. She will captivate little boys imaginations and hormones. She is captivating his hormones right now and he thinks later he will stare at all one hundred frames and pull on his dick, masturbating to his art. 

Two twelve year old girls see her-the beauty-and the old man-the photographer. Now they want to play, readily clad in bathing suits that used to be for playing in the fountain transform into show pieces for their bodies. Now they are creating their own photo shoot. The girl in the two piece is the model, of course. She replicates every movement of her older, skinnier teacher. She pushes her breasts out and sucks her chubby stomach in. She has a beautiful face. And the girl in the black-polka dotted one piece snaps the camera. She catches time. When they go home tonight both girls will stand naked in front of the floor length mirror and begin to hate themselves for not having shiny hair and white teeth.