Amanda did hesitate. I guess it's natural for a girl who was too shy to show her panties while playing truth-or-dare! But she had come several years a long way from the 15 year-old who had run away from a silly adolescent game. She was a professional now, and had to make her own way.
Besides she had pretty much expected this. On the other hand, the reality did take a moment to settle in.
Amanda quickly wiggled out of the top and skirt, then sat down on the bed in her panties and lacy bra, as she removed her shoes and stockings. She noticed that Mr. Braxton had brought a cart in from an alcove that was covered with cameras and other fancy-looking equipment. He then moved around to all the lights, adjusting each one to evenly and fully illuminate the area around the bed.
Althea in the mean time, was picking up the cameras one by one, and checking each. Amanda didn't know much about cameras. She had used a pocket camera and nothing more. All she could surmise, what that the camera Althea was handling looked very expensive.
"Hurry up girl!" Althea chided. Amanda realized she had been tripping.
'Here goes the rest' she said to herself, as if to be her own cheerleader. Amanda reached behind and unsnapped her bra, then let the straps fall off her shoulders and the garment fell to the floor. She felt a bit apprehensive. She wondered if her B-cup was going to be good enough.
"Baby you're a total nymph!" Mr Braxton exclaimed. "You are going to be very popular!"
Amanda smiled, and hooked her fingers into the band of her panties, and in one move, dropped them to her ankles. She stood before them, apparently completely at ease with her nudity.
Althea smiled. She loved working with Carson. He had a way of making the models feel at ease, and could get them to go farther and faster than she ever could. Well, except for the decidedly lesbian types. Althea defintely had a better rapport with them.
Althea mounted her primary camera on the tripod, and hooked it into the lighting system.
She strapped the remote shutter control to her belt, and wired in her second camera. Althea then began walking around Amanda, snapping pictures from each camera whenever she thought the shot was right. Amanda just stood there sometimes following Althea with her eyes, sometimes looking at the primary camera, and sometimes watching Carson. 'She is perfect' thought Althea, 'So innocent and fresh!'
Althea began giving Amanda instructions and poses. Amanda was a bit awkward at first but got the hang of it quickly. She was in a word, natural. Amanda walked into the studio with a sense of style and look that it took some models years to master. If one of the other agencies had given Amanda a chance they would have hit the jackpot, but they were too busy playing the percentages trying to play it safe, or find the next 13 year-old Elle McPherson, and wouldn't give a girl like Amanda a second look.
Althea knew as soon as she saw Amanda that she had a true jewel. Althea had worked for a few years for a top agency, but quit in disgust at what was being done. They were taking little girls and turning them into whores, and then tossing them aside when the next young face caught their eyes. Or else Althea would end up having to wait hand and foot on some spoiled 23 year-old mental adolescent, who could look good after three hours of makeup and a couple of lines of coke, but the bitch would fall to pieces as often as the she would give a good photoshoot. Althea was too proud and too good a photographer to put up with that shit. Porn was more respectable than that. If not more respectable, at least it was more honest. That's how Althea saw things.
The photosession progressed for an hour before Althea called a break. "Amanda come with me, Carson, freshen up the cameras."
"Yes Maam." Carson replied respectfully. He had taken an apprenticeship with Althea a couple of months ago, and was in awe of the lady who was only a couple of years older. Carson had learned a lot about photography in the arts magnet school, but he was not a good student overall, and could not afford college without a scholarship. He felt fortunate to impress Althea with his portfolio, and could now attend a few classes per semester using the money he made at the agency. Carson smiled to himself as he thought, 'The fringe benefits aren't to shabby either!'
Amanda followed Althea into a small but nicely-furnished office. It was only when she sat down that Amanda remembered that she was still nude.
"It seems to be natural for you doesn't it?" Althea said smiling.
Amanda nodded. "I can't believe I'm so comfortable. I think you have a lot to do with that."
Althea smiled again. "Give yourself credit Amanda, you are a natural model, and I feel like I won a prize having you walk into our agency today!"
Amanda was quite surprised. She had expected nothing like praise. She was expecting something more like a hard-boiled business proposition, from which she would have to negotiate a reasonable fee. That kind of thing usually didn't start off with the employer praising the potential employee.
"Thanks." Amanda mumbled.
Althea continued, "There is one thing I want from you right now, Amanda."
Amanda braced for the impact.
"I want you to sign a contract with us today," Althea finished.
Amanda sat there, her mouth open, her jaw having suddenly lost its strength.
Althea smiled inside, but kept her face neutral. She would give Amanda a fair pay package, but she could see that Amanda would think she was getting paid a fortune! Althea also knew that she would be able to get Amanda to do anything she asked. And she would ask a lot.
Amanda finally found her voice. "What are the terms?"
Althea gave her a summary and advised Amanda to have a lawyer look it over. Amanda couldn't afford any such thing, but Althea felt obligated to say it. So Althea stepped through the clauses, and explained what each term meant. Althea had learned to put everything in plain English, so there were never any legal squabbles over the meaning of words. She had never been sued over a contract, so it seemed to work pretty well.
Amanda lost her voice again when Althea told her what the pay would be per photosession. "And if you sign this contract and let us use the photos we took earlier, I'll pay you a $2,000 bonus."
Amanda couldn't sign the paper fast enough! Her financial troubles were over!
Althea was happy. Now to the next step. "Amanda, I'm impressed with you and your session we just finished. But I suppose you've guessed by now that we do more here than just nudes."
Amanda nodded. "I guessed that when I saw the room. I half expected to get fucked by Mr. Braxton or you before the session was over" she admitted.
Althea smiled. She was glad that Amanda accepted the idea of having sex with her. Amanda was definitely PHAT, from the male or female perspective! "You don't have to call him Mr. Braxton anymore, call him Carson. We just keep things formal around here until we find out if a model is going to work out okay. You are definitely okay Amanda. So here's the deal: I want to shoot you for another two hours tonight and I'll pay your standard rate, plus another $1000 bonus if you will agree to do explicit sexual poses with Carson."
There it was. Althea had learned long ago not to pussy-foot around the issue of explicit sex on camera. Everything went much better if it was handled like it was any other aspect of their profession.
Amanda surprised herself when she said "That sounds fine!" She didn't know why exactly, but she wanted to do it. She was not so much lured by the money, as the security she felt with Althea and her newfound position. She wasn't going to deny any wish Althea expressed. Amanda felt like she could trust Althea completely.
So for the next half-hour Amanda allowed Althea to shave her pussy bare. Amanda had done a minor amount of trimming. Just enough to keep the hairs from showing when she wore a (quite modest) bathing costume. Now she was fascinated as she looked at her own bare pussy in the mirror.
"I can't believe how strange it looks and feels!" she confided to Althea.
"I love the way you look Amanda! See we're twins!" Althea pulled up her skirt to reveal her own bare pussy. Granted, it was a few shades darker than Amanda's!
Amanda looked at Althea, then her own. "Well, if you say so..." They both broke out laughing.
Amanda and Althea both realized then that they would be friends, but Althea felt at that time that she needed to keep a dominant position. "Amanda, kiss my pussy." She ordered.
Amanda didn't wait at all. She had wanted to taste Althea's pussy and kiss her lips for several moments now. She leaned forward onto her knees, and pressed her lips tightly to Althea's damp slit. Amanda remembered then how disgusted she had been back in high school when a girl classmate had propositioned her. Now she regretted being so ugly to the girl with her response.
Althea enjoyed the feeling of Amanda's lips on her pussy, until she felt Amanda's tongue begin to lick her. |