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Bobbi
Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
told her about the coat modeling assignment, and the contract with the photography studio. "I know Tom," Helen said. "I've sent some people to him, and he keeps hitting on me for a date. I can list you as a model too, but bring me a copy of your contract with him first. I can't list you if it violates that contract. Are you sure you can handle a model's changing room with all the other girls watching you change?" I smiled, and said, "I handled that cell including going to the toilet, didn't I?" Helen laughed, saying, "Yes you did. This just might work out." We laughed for a bit, and Helen said, "I might be taking on five more girls and a guy next week for the nighttime assignments. I thought you should know that. I know an older Madam who wants to retire, and I'm meeting with her and her people on Sunday afternoon. I used to work for her, and they want me to take things over. The extra people won't affect you directly, but I get her client book too. That could mean more and better assignments. She has a lot of politicians and judges in there. They are good to have when we need a favor, if you know what I mean." Helen ordered some coffee for us, and asked, "So. Now that we both know a lot more about this, what do you think? Are you ready to become a call-girl?" I nodded. I was ready. "When do I start?" I asked. "As soon as you fill out a job application for my agency, and I can line up some clients for you," ... Helen answered. "As long as I keep you on just the e****t service part of it, we don't have to worry about your contract with Tom. If you can bring that contract and your photo portfolio to my office on Monday morning at ten, we'll see what we can do with you as a model." I was going to the photo studio later that day to pick up the pictures, so I told her that I would bring them. "Now," said Helen, "we have one more part of this interview to do, but not here. I have a room upstairs in the hotel for that. We'll go up there after coffee. All right?" I nodded. What was this about? We finished the coffee, and Helen signed the bill. "Shall we go?" she said. I rose, and slipped my stole around my shoulders. Helen led the way out of the restaurant. We crossed the lobby to the elevators, and all male eyes followed our progress. I could imagine what they were thinking as they watched us. I liked that, but what I could not imagine was what Helen wanted of me in her hotel room. I was soon to find out, but I still wondered anyway. There was a man with us in the elevator, and his eyes kept shifting between the two of us as we rode up. I let the front of my stole drop to give him a little show of the bit of cleavage that I had, and his eyes riveted to my chest. Helen smiled discretely at me in obvious pleasure at my teasing of him that way. He looked quite disappointed when we got out at the eleventh floor to go to Helen's room. The room was actually a two room ...