Rubina entered the shooting room and talked something in very low voice to the photographer to which, he nodded several times. Manish put on the headphone but they were almost whispering so he couldn't hear anything. He was feeling nervous and tensed. After sometime - which seem like an eternity to Manish - but probably would be no longer than few minutes, there was sound of footsteps and voice and door of the studio opened.

Pervez entered with Poorva behind him. She was wearing a casual white shirt tucked inside a blue jeans - but even with that, she looked as ravishing as ever. Entering room, she looked all around the room and for few seconds Manish's heart almost stopped beating when it seemed she was staring directing into his eyes through the glass.

Of course, as Pervez said earlier, she couldn't see anything but glass. Pervez started saying something to her and this time Manish could hear everything properly.

Pervez "Bhabhi, let me introduce you with our crew. This is Aslam, our photographer ... very experienced photographer, he has worked with many Bollywood models and actresses". Aslam nodded at Poorva but didn't say anything.

"And this is Rubina" Pervez was saying "She will look after your makeup and dressing for today. If you need anything bhabhi, tell her".

"Hello Madam..." Rubina smiled and extended her hand to Poorva.

But Poorva didn't bother to shake hand. "eh...Make up girl" she smirked her nose as if beauticians are something far below her grade. That was so typical of Poorva. In her view, only human being worth having her interest are one with fat purse or pedigree.

Manish could see Rubina's face hardened for a second but pro that she is, smile was quickly back in her lips. But knowing Rubina well, Manish knew very well that she won’t forget this insult.

"Well .. so that's it." Pervez said " I won't waste any more time than. I will be waiting for you outside Bhabhi. Enjoy the shooting and in the meantime I will prepare your cheque also."

After Pervez left, Rubina took Poorva to corner makeup room. "Madam, Pervez bhai probably told you, shooting is in 3 session. We will start with bridal dress madam, if you are ok with it".

"Hmm, ok" Poorva said "I hope you know your work. There are so many beauticians in market nowadays, most of them are worthless"

"No, madam" Rubina said polietly "Pervez bhai only gets the best. I have worked with many models and heroines before madam. Last week only, I did for Sherlyn Chopra..."

Probably Rubina was bluffing it, but neverthless Poorva was mildly interested "Is it? SO ... how is it to work with those models and actresses?"

"They are professionals madam. But .." Rubina hesitated (or pretended to) "Should I say something if madam doesn't mind? They are all makeup beauty madam. If you see them without makeup, you will probably not even recognize it. It takes a lot of effort to make them as good looking as they seem. So when Pervez bhai told me this time I have to work with a housewife, I was a bit sceptical. But now I can say ... madam is very beautiful. With half of makeup I do on them, madam will look better than them!"

"Ok, ok" Poorva was smiling, visibly happy with this flattering. "So, coming back to business ... where should we start now?"

"Oh, yes" Rubina said " we will start right now... if madam is kind enough to take off the clothes"

"W... What?" Poorva seemed shocked.

"Madam, you need to take off clothes... before we try the bridal dress." Rubina said patiently, as if she was teaching a 3rd standard kid "Don't worry, it's only me & you here ... no one else will come. Usually, I stay back when models are taking off dress because many times they need some help or other... but I understand this is madam's first time ... so, if you feel awkward madam, I can go out.... or maybe can bring a towel for you ...."

"Don't talk silly, Rubina. Why should I feel awkward?" Poorva snapped. Manish couldn't but appreciate how quickly Rubina has started manipulating Poorva.

Poorva hesitated for a moment ... and then started opening the first button of her shirt.