Prompt
· English
Amateur phone photo of real people. The woman, a 23-year-old woman of Aboriginal Australian descent with warm caramel-brown skin, chestnut-brown hair, dark brown eyes, bushy eyebrows and a diamond-shaped face with high cheekbones, of average height, with a petite frame, half-reclines against the back of the seat, propped on one elbow, her very large heavy breasts bare with stiff nipples, the soft skin of her chest exposed, wearing black tight low-rise jeans that sit low on her hips, her hair in a messy bun; embarrassed: brows pinched up, eyes squeezed half shut, a bashful grin pressed between her lips, a deep pink blush across her cheeks and nose, tinted lip balm and brown mascara intact; Two people, one woman, and one man: The man, a muscular Albanian man in his thirties with a buzz cut, a square jaw and a gold tooth wearing a hoodie and jeans, the jeans fully on and closed, smiling softly, eyes warm on her bare breasts, leans over her from above, his body pressed close against her front, his gaze dropping to her bare breasts, his mouth clamped on her bare breast, his tongue flicking her stiff nipple, his stubble scraping her soft skin, while he pulls her crop top down to her waist with rough, brazen hands, thick calloused fingers gripping the fabric; she joins in: she slowly lets her arm drop from her chest, letting him see, shrinking in on herself, shoulders drawn up, knees turned in, her hair swinging forward, her weight shifted and hips twisted as she leans into his hands; the back seat of a city bus at night, empty seats in front, window lights; close and high above her, looking down at her upturned face and along her reclining body, close perspective shot from above, her upturned face large and sharp at the top of the frame, her reclining body stretched out below it down to her legs, the man cut by the frame edges; low-light phone photo, high ISO noise and grain, slightly soft focus, a touch of motion blur, muddy shadows, a warm white-balance cast, visible JPEG compression, IMG_4471.JPG; a hushed, ordinary place around them, every small sound too loud, her shyness filling the stillness