Most shots were like that. I artfully covered her with the bedsheets or pillows. I had her adjust her arm positions and hands, and she could cross her legs to cover her crotch. Of course, her nipples and pussy couldn't be obscured in every shot. Sometimes she was half-covered, sometimes not, but never really lewd. There were some photos I would personally keep in my mental spank bank, and in a few of them, you could even see my cum leaking out of her pussy if you looked hard enough. I actually didn't see that myself the first night. But Zofi let the BTC see the photos later on, and Belle pointed it out to me.

Even in hindsight, looking back at the photos days after they were taken, I was struck by how relaxed and content Zofi looked. I've often described her as "model-esque" or various versions of that to express her beauty and figure, but she really was a natural model. She was so relaxed in front of the camera, pleased to be part of the process. She had her insecurities like so many other girls her age, and yet was completely at ease showing off the beauty of her own form even sans clothing.

The two of us had loaded the pictures onto her computer and gone through them on the big screen instead of the tiny display on the back of her camera. Staring at shot after erotically-charged shot of Zofi's gorgeous naked body had me pretty hard again, and once we finished I was eager to start a fresh makeout session. But Zofi broke away and said, “Sam told me we just HAD to try it in the shower."

We did. Zofi is REALLY flexible - have I ever told you that? She was able to brace herself with one hand against the wall and do a full vertical split with one foot straight up in the air, like a true ballerina. It made entry quite easy, and I fucked the hell out of her that way. This time, she wanted to me to cum in her mouth as not to leak anything out overnight. I was happy to see her exquisite face sucking my schlong beneath the shower's spray as she swallowed every last drop of my sperm.

Finally, we crawled into Zofi‘s bed and spooned together, happily sated and clean. She'd even let me borrow her toothbrush. As I kissed the back of her neck and fondled her naked breast, I realized I'd finally had a first time with one of the girls that hadn't been a disaster.

Sam taking my virginity had been an ill-thought impulse that lasted only seventeen seconds and involved quite a lot of crying. Belle's deflowering had ended in abject misery and resulted in her walking funny for a week. Oh yeah, and more crying. Mari's date had gone comically wrong in the beginning, although it ended pretty well

(tearful confession notwithstanding). And my first time with Naimh had resulted in Alice storming out and leaving the BTC for a month.

But today?

Today had been AMAZING.

Flush with that afterglow, I turned Zofi so she could pillow her head on my chest and asked, “How are you feeling?"

With a serene smile of utter contentment, she looked up at me with large, liquid blue eyes. Rubbing my chest, she murmured, “I've realized two things."

I wasn't expecting an answer like that, and I glanced down at her.

“What do you mean?"

Taking a deep breath, she furrowed her eyebrows and stated evenly, “I'm going to Princeton if I get in.”

Her words were like a hammer to my heart. I was surprised to feel it hit me that hard. I'd long known the BTC would more than likely break up eventually, but Zofi's pronouncement was the first confirmation from one of the girls that they would move away. I mean, she hadn‘t gotten in yet or anything, but I knew how smart she was, and she was a legacy applicant through her father, so the odds were good. I wasn't in love with Zofi or anything, but I did love her. And to realize that this very dear young woman with whom I'd shared such a special day would be leaving...

I mean, in all likelihood, Zofi would be drifting out of my life in just a few short months. I would MISS her. And I resolved to get a copy of that one close-up photo from the museum, the one with her looking at me with complete adoration.

I swallowed to fight back the emotions rising up my throat, and blinked away the moisture forming in my eyes. Taking a deep breath, I asked,

“What's the second thing you realized?"

Zofi tilted her head up to search my eyes. And in a quiet but quietly certain voice, she stated seriously, "If you're willing, I want to have your baby."

Valentines --

Blinking not just twice, but several times, it took me a moment to find my voice.

“Umm... run that by me again?”

Zofi smiled before reaching up to cup the back of my head and pull me down for a kiss. She then kissed my cheek and whispered into my ear,

“We're not there yet, darling."

I withdrew, still wide-eyed, and she giggled at my reaction.