The Cam Model's Aid: Chapter 11 (Patreon)

"Incoming Inspections"

As Ali entered the flat, he was pleasantly surprised to see all three girls currently sat around the living room, chatting amiably.

When he walked in, Alana looked up from her seat and waved him over. “Good timing Ali! You can help settle this argument.”

Mila rolled her eyes and leant back, highlighting her bust in her tight shirt. “And I'm sure he'll agree with you. A gentleman Ali may be, but a man he still is.”

Ellie giggled as Ali finished slipping his shoes off and joined her on the sofa. “Dare I ask what I'm supposed to be deciding on?”

“Alana wants to implement a “clothing optional” rule while at home. Mila said it had to be a house decision” Ellie blushed lightly while shaking her head. 

Ali also blushed, looking at Alana who was trying to show an innocent smile on her face. “What? I like my freedom. All I'm saying is that if I fancy being nude while walking to the bathroom and back, I should be able to. I'm not asking others to do the same…unless they want to of course.”

Here, she looked you up and down, before winking. Mila sighed. “Exhibitionist, I swear”. Ali swallowed, before looking at Ellie. “And your thoughts?” Ellie paused, before shrugging.

“I don't mind. It hardly bothers me if I see Alana in the buff. But I wouldn't necessarily walk around naked myself…” looking at Mila, she chuckled. “I've already seen Alana naked plenty of times. I only objected because it needs everyone to agree.”

Ali looked the eager Alana in the eye. “So long as you don't pressure others to be nude too?” At her eager nod, he nodded. “Then sure, feel free. You should be comfortable in your own home, after all.”

Alana threw her arms up in celebration. “Yes!” She the. Wasted no time in pulling her jeans down to reveal her thong beneath, wriggling out of them.

Ali blinked, unsure if he should look away or not. “I mean…she literally asked for this, right? Is it ruder to look away or not?”

Ellie was giggling harder, while Mila just sighed in long suffering. “You just couldn't wait, could you?” She then yelped as the jeans were thrown at her from across the room.

“What? Those jeans are tight! I needed to undo them before I suffocated!” Alana exclaimed. “Then perhaps don't wear ones you have to paint on!” Mila retorted, before chucking the jeans right back.

As the whole room started laughing at the exchange, they were interrupted by the sound of the doorbell ringing.

“Well, I'm not expecting anyone,” Alana said, crossing her legs and making her shirt ride higher up her thighs. Ellie stood before Ali could, heading towards the door and looking through the peephole, before swearing softly.

She turned and mouthed “Landlady” before gesturing to Ali to hide. As he got up, Alana grabbed him by the hand and started dragging him towards her room's corridor.

“Come on, the kitchen table won't cut it this time!” As he allowed himself to be pulled along, he heard the front door open behind him. “Ah, Katrina. What a pleasant surprise…” came Ellie's usual bubbly tone before he was pulled into the second room along and the door closed behind him.

As he looked around, he was greeted by a fairly claustrophobic room. Not because it was any smaller than his own, but because each available wall was lined with large wardrobes.

The one wall that didn't have any wardrobes was by the window. It had her queen size bed, as well as a small desk that held a sewing machine. Scattered over this desk and parts of the floor were different samples of cloth, as well as bits of clothing in various states of completion.

As he glanced around in Interest, Alana scratched the back of her neck. “Sorry about the mess, I wasn't expecting company.” She bent down and picked up a lacy bra that was in the middle of the floor, showing off her ass as the shirt flipped over.

“Er, no worries. Hopefully the Landlady won't be too long, eh?” Alana stood back up, chucking the bra over towards the sewing machine before hopping onto the bed.

“I’m sure Ellie and Mila will be able to handle her. Speaking of those two, I understand that you helped them put together a website for Ellie, right?” 

Ali nodded, before tentatively taking a seat next to her. Though he sat a respectful distance along, Alana was quick to shuffle nearer. “Yeah, I did. Just a basic gallery, so she could post some photos for her…socials.”

He wasn't going to mention the members only sections if he could help it, of course. Alana looked at Ali with a raised eyebrow, making him slightly nervous, before she smiled and chuckled.

“Well, if you would be willing, I'd love for you to make me one too! I want to be able to easily show off the clothes that I make. Perhaps even sell a few, to make a bit of extra money.”

Ali nodded, before taking on a thoughtful look. “That would be easy. I could even set it up like a shop if you'd like?” Alana nodded enthusiastically. 

“Definately! I mean, I'll want to keep some of them for myself…but the rest are fair game! Here, let me show you!” Alana hopped back up and walked to one of the wardrobes, throwing it open to reveal a large array of clothes.

She rummaged around, before pulling two items out. Turning, she placed the first, a flowy summer dress that ended around mid thigh, against herself. “What do you think? Keep or sell?”

Ali looked the dress up and down…it was likely quite tight on her frame. “I'd say keep…but I suspect I might say that to all your outfits.” They both chuckled, before Alana moved the other outfit in front instead, this one a tiny denim skirt with several flowers stitched into the side.

Seeing Ali's eyes fixed upon the article, Alana giggled. “Like the short ones huh? Good, they're my favourites too! Perhaps I should rope Ellie into helping me model some of my outfits, hmmm?”

Ali briefly imagined Ellie wearing that skirt, his blush returning in full, making Alana laugh harder. Ali huffed, before crossing his arms with mock disgruntlement. She replaced the clothes in her wardrobe, before taking a seat next to him once more.

“What is the deal with you and Ellie? You seem…closer. Have you hooked up?” Ali paused, unsure how to answer. Still, it's not like it would remain a secret for long, Mila already knew after all…

“Yes, we have,” he replied with a sigh. “Happened after the whole club fiasco.” Alana frowned, before shaking her head with a sad smile. “Figured you had…shame. Missed my chance, huh?”

Here, Ali opened his mouth, before closing it again. What could he say? That Ellie gave him permission to mess around with the other girls? That just made him sound selfish…she may even accuse him of lying.

“Sorry Alana. For the record…I think you're beautiful. And full of life! You'll be quite the catch for someone, I'm sure.” Alana perked up, before pushing him with her shoulder.

“You tease, you're not making this any easier. Perhaps I should go to Ellie and ask to “borrow” you sometimes?” she said with a wriggle of her eyebrows.

Ali gained a teasing look. “Yes, perhaps you should, Alana.” As she paused in her laughter, she looked at Ali. Seeing him nod, she smirked before leaning closer.

“Oh? Is Ellie a bit of a deviant? It's always the quiet ones, huh?” As she gets closer, Ali is wondering whether she will simply kiss him, Ellie be damned…

A knock at the door broke their trance, making Alana retreat backwards. “I hope you're not fucking in there!” came the voice of Mila from the other side.

“Why, want to join us?” Alana called back with a teasing lilt. They heard laughter from the other side. “Just get your asses out here. I don't care if you're dressed, the landlady's gone now.” They then heard her move away.

The pair glanced at each other, before Alana sighed and turned to walk towards the door. “Well, better not keep them waiting, right?”

Ali stood and followed, trying to adjust his current arousal to make it a little less obvious. This was not helped by the sight of Alana's creamy legs and swell of her bum still visible beneath the hem of her shirt.

As the pair walked into the living space once more, they saw Mila looking amused at Ellie, who currently has her face down on the counter she was sitting at.

“That good huh?” Alana chuckled as she took the stool next to her, as Ali leaned against the kitchen counter.

Ellie mumbled something that vaguely sounded like “old bag”, which made Mila chuckle. “The Landlady came to tell us that, if the two roommates left to join us, one dropped out. The other should be with us by the end of the month, so in a couple of weeks time.”

Alana bounced in her seat. “Ooh, new roomies? I hope they're nice…and hot too, definitely hot”. Mila rolled her eyes at Ali, making him grin.

“Was that all? I doubt that would be enough to make Ellie so annoyed…” Ali queried. Ellie raised her head with a huff. “No, the other reason was that she came to warn us that she would be inspecting the flat before they arrive. That includes each of our rooms!”

Alana winced. “Oh…can she do that? Even if we're tenants, aren't there rules against her invading our privacy?” Mila scoffed. “Apparently, she's allowed to inspect to ensure that we haven't damaged anything, so long as she gives us at least a week's notice. This was our notice.”

Ellie stood up and started to move towards the fridge. “Old bat. I don't want her poking around my room, there's…private things in there.” She opened the door and grabbed a can of cider, before offering it out with a raised eyebrow.

Both Alana and Mila declined, but Ali shrugged and accepted. She then grabbed another for herself, opening it and taking a swig.

Alana frowned in thought. “It's worse than that…how do we explain Ali's room? Even if he makes himself scarce before she gets here, that's still four occupied rooms, when she's expecting three…”

The group paused. “Oh shit…yeah, that is a problem.” 

Mila bit her lower lip. “Actually, there might be a way around that. As I said, I read our lease when Ali turned up unexpectedly. One of the clauses within mentioned the ability to “sublet”. As we are currently splitting the house between us, we aren't technically renting just the rooms. We are allowed to rent out empty rooms ourself…so long as the owner is made aware of it.”

“Great! So we just tell her when she comes that we're subletting that room!” Mila pulled a face. “It's not quite that easy…we need to fill out a form, which includes their details…and as you'd expect, she's put in a prerequisite that they cannot be male…”

Ellie tutted. “Woman needs to get laid, I swear” before taking a longer swig.

“So…we need to find another girl who needs a place to stay? Before next week…easy, right?” Alana joked. The groan from the group that answered said it all.

“That reminds me…I found out something interesting in class today. Turns out…one of my classmates is an “Alison Smith”...what are the chances they were the one who had their papers swapped with mine?”

“Ali Smith…probably. Might be best not to bring it up to her yet though. If she is the one then her going to our land lady now would be a problem. Best to wait until after the inspection. If at all…” Mila returned.

Alana leant forwards. “Exactly! We don't want to swap Ali out for some random, we know we like you! Even if she's hot…is she hot?” at Ali's blush, she squealed. “Oh, she is? Deets, Ali, have you spoken to her?”

“I've done a little more than spoken to her…” Ali thought, his blush rising. He then coughed and looked at Mila. “Ok, I won't mention it to her yet. But…I would like to tell her at some point. Doesn't feel right not to.” He ignored the pout Alana was giving him for sidestepping her question.

“Fine. Well in that case, we still need to find someone in the next week. I'll ask my classmates, but I suspect most are already settled by now.”

They all agreed to keep an eye out, before Ali started to gather things to make a meal. It was his turn tonight, after all.