(As told by Sabrina Russo)

"That day, I finally saw the boss. Yes, that old man I had never met but had heard so much about. He was described as a distant, impatient, and intolerant man with a foul temper—someone who often mistreated his employees and forced them to work overtime.

You should never believe everything you hear.

Well, while I was waiting for the photos, I saw him arrive. He greeted a few people sternly, but when he saw me, he came over kindly and asked how I was and if I needed anything. He was always very friendly and approachable with me. I even saw him smile, which left the others looking like fools.

After the shoot, I felt someone approaching from behind. Suddenly, he was there, holding my shoulders while giving me an affectionate kiss.

'Everything okay with Michael, honey?' 'Yes,' I said.

I saw him glaring at the photographer, who looked like he wanted to disappear. 'Take good care of her, you hear me?' 'Yes, sir! I was... just finishing up,' the photographer stammered.

'If anyone bothers you, let me know, sweetheart. Okay?'

(As told by Sabrina Russo)

A few days after meeting with the boss, it wasn't long before some bears showed up looking for their honey. 🙄😑

They hired another photographer, and I had exclusive sessions. 😒

Tatiana had refused the idea, but I told her it was okay, and the boss gave her a large sum of money, although she kept it for me and told me she wouldn't let anything bad happen to me again. 😊

(As told by Sabrina Russo)

The idea was to record and take photos without posing statically for two hours. Earning money for posing and letting myself be kissed wasn't a big deal, considering where I come from. I could even refuse to be kissed on the lips—something some tried to do, but without any luck.

(As told by Sabrina Russo)

One of them—the one I saw the most—was the boss's best friend. Even though he knew I wasn't going to kiss anyone, he didn't try to go for my mouth like the others did. I know he was dying to kiss me, but he was holding out, trying to wear down my resolve and 'force' me to be the one to kiss him.

- Haha! Poor old man!

But suddenly, he gave me a little tickle and made me smile. He wanted me to be less tense. Well, he managed to break the ice, and I let my guard down a bit.

- But kissing you...? No way, you cheeky old man! Hahaha!

After playing with me for a while, the old man started to irritate the photographer, who knew the old guy wasn't going to get anywhere, yet he was still getting his spit all over me like a dog in heat. I wasn't just looking at the camera; I was watching the photographer's reaction the whole time. I noticed he wasn't prepared for this kind of work, as the bulge in his pants gave him away.

(As told by Sabrina Russo)

Almost everyone had already left, and Tatiana was waiting for me in the car. It was up to me to stop everything and leave the old man just as frustrated as the rest. But I saw a potential in myself that I didn't have when I was doing comics, where I only played a role and nothing more. Here, I actually had power.

And seeing that the man had good breath, was clean-shaven, and hadn't tried to force a kiss (even though it was obvious he wanted to)... I gave him the winning ticket. I turned my face while he was kissing my cheek for the millionth time and... his lips finally found mine. I think I heard the photographer's camera hit the floor (or rather, it was his jaw dropping) when he saw that the old man was finally kissing me.