Amanda spent the next two hours poring over the want-ads and thumbing through the yellow pages.
Most of the interesting-looking agencies were ones she had already been rejected by, and she could not afford wasting time. She had to pay her rent, so whoever would give her any work would get her services.
One of the ads in the paper caught her eye, it read "Beautiful, talented, models earn hundreds of dollars a day! Earn and learn as you go, no experience necessary. No time-wasters please, only committed models need apply..." and then listed a couple of phone numbers.
'What the hell' she thought to herself, 'Even if I have to fuck a photographer I'm going to get a job with these people. I don't have the luxury of modesty or morality any more.'
After a 10-minute conversation with a charming receptionist, Amanda quickly dressed in her hottest outfit and scooted out the door to her appointment. She finally had a spring in her step and confidence she hadn't felt since she left her parent's farm!
In another 8 minutes Amanda stood before a glass door at a non-descript building downtown. The sign on the door said 'Enter' and nothing more, except for the number that she had written down when she talked to the nice girl on the phone.
"Here goes" she muttered to herself, and breezed through the doorway. Amanda was surprised to find a sparkling clean waiting area, and a smiling face behind a desk in front of her. The nameplate on the desk said 'Althea', the same as the girl on the phone.
"You must be Amanda!" Althea bubbled as she bounced from behind the desk and hugged a surprised country girl!. Amanda had never had any black friends growing up and had only met few black models while trying to find work at the other agencies. Nevertheless, she found herself drawn to Althea and gave her a big hug in return.
"We are so very happy you have come to us! I know right now that you're going to be very busy and very well paid!" Althea's smile set Amanda entirely at ease.
"If everyone here is as wonderful as you are Althea, I know I will love working here!" Amanda exclaimed. She felt so excited. This had to be it! The dream modeling job she was wanting so badly!
The side door opened and a very large and tall black gentleman entered, walked up, and extended his hand to Amanda. "I'm Mr. Braxton, and you must be Amanda."
She just nodded. Her hand was completely lost in Mr. Braxton's huge paw! When she finally found her voice she declared, "Mr. Braxton it's so nice to meet you! I'll do anything to work for your agency!"
Mr. Braxton just smiled, "I know you're excited Amanda, but you should know more about the job before you go ahead and accept it. You might be surprised to find out the requirements."
"I don't care what I have to do," she reiterated, "I will do anything you say." Amanda had already decided she would do anything, even if she had to fuck Mr. Braxton and eat Althea's pussy, she would do it. In fact she kind of liked the idea of doing both! She was strangely attracted to the both of them.
Mr. Braxton smiled again, "Okay Amanda, come with me."
The three of them went through a door behind Althea's desk. The room was painted a dark blue with swirls of lighter blue and highlights of white with sparkling glitter among the swirls. A bed was in the center, with the same pattern of blue and swirls on its covers.
Amanda had second thoughts, but she knew she was committed.
The next order came from Althea. Amanda had expected Mr. Braxton to stay in charge. "Take off all your clothes Amanda and get on the bed please." |