1. Bobbi


    Date: 7/17/2015, Categories: Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    established professionals get the best spots. The coat company was by no means a top fashion house, but it was better than a novice model could hope for under normal circumstances. There was no professional competition here. Just get referred by someone, and pass the audition. A lot of hopes died that day, but some others were strengthened too. I was feeling very good about myself that afternoon. I had come a long way. &#034Congratulations, ladies!&#034 Jack said to the five of us after the others had left. &#034I have some other things to do now, so I cannot stay with you, but before I go, I have two people whom I would like to introduce.&#034 The first person Jack introduced was a distinguished looking man in his early sixties. He was not very tall, but he was well dressed in a custom tailored suit, and he had a presence about him that said he was the one in charge. Jack introduced him as the President of the coat company, and said his name was Irving. &#034I would like to welcome you all on behalf of the company,&#034 Irving said. &#034I hope that your stay with us will be pleasant and pleasurable on both sides. I hope too that we may get to know each other a lot better very soon.&#034 Irving had put a lot of emphasis on the word &#034pleasurable&#034, and on getting to know us better. What he wanted out of this was all too obvious. Irving left with all the rest of the little audience as an entourage except for the man who had given us the number cards. Jack introduced him ...
    as Tom, and said he would be the photographer in charge of us. Tom was in his late thirties, about six feet tall, athletic, and quite handsome. I am sure that I was not the only one there who would have liked to have gotten to know him better instead of Irving. He was dressed in a blue blazer with grey slacks. He took his tie off as soon as Irving was gone. He looked like he would be fun to work under! &#034I will leave you ladies in Tom's capable hands,&#034 said Jack getting a wry giggle or two out of us with the unintentional double entente. &#034He will get you started, and tell you where you have to be and when.&#034 Jack then left us, and all eyes turned to Tom. Tom looked back at us with one of the cutest &#034little boy&#034 smiles I have ever seen. He was now our boss on this job, but even if he had not been, I doubt there was a girl there who would not have done almost anything he asked. Tom was a photographer by trade, but the company retained him here as more of a director of photography, stage manager, and manager of the models. He was responsible for the stage and its lighting, the official company photography at any of the shows, allocating show invitations to outside photographers, all catalog or advertising photography, and the hiring and management of models. The job sounded a lot more impressive than it actually was. If Tom spent a total of thirty days a year on it, he would be doing more than it entailed. This company was really not that big. This fashion ...