Kendal, Mom and I got up and walked outside. The Ford agent followed us out ten minutes later. She smiled and introduced herself.
“I’m Clare Thomas with Ford Models. I hear you might be joining us.”
“That’s the rumor. Were you sent here to spy on me?”
“Well done, young man, you passed your first three tests today. Jeff gave you a glowing report. We purposely had Ava show up late with some of her model friends to tease you. You didn’t act like someone who would embarrass us at a shoot by hitting on the other talent. I saw your pictures, and Jeff told me which ones you’re sending in. I’d like to make a couple of suggestions, and reshoot some shots to better match what the client is looking for.”
“Whatever you think is best. We want to make a good first impression, and any help is appreciated,” I said.
“And now you’ve passed tests number four and five.”
“Did you bring the contract with you?” Kendal asked.
Clare thought about it for a moment.
“David, go back in and tell them to get started. I want the suit first. Jeff will know what I mean. I’ll talk to these ladies and get your contract ready.”
I went back in and told Jeff what was up. He had me change back into the suit. When I went back in, the other models ignored me and were eating the rabbit food. Ava came up and introduced herself.
“Hi, I hear you’re as new as I am. Today’s my second job.”
“I had my first this morning, so this’ll be my second too.”
“How’s Jeff to work with?”
“I don’t have any complaints. Both Emily and Jeff have gone out of their way to help me. If you aren’t sure, just ask them and they’ll take the time to help you,” I said, and then changed the subject. “Did they test you before you signed?”
“No, but I’m not going to be the face of Range Sports’ new youth line, either. They’re a new client and there’s a big uproar. They want a new, fresh face. The models are in near-revolt because it’s a prime job, but that’s what the client wants. Clare said you tested off the charts, so they wanted me to work with you.”
I was confused.
“What do you mean, tested?”
“I thought that was what you were talking about,” she said as she saw my confusion. “Ford does focus groups. They have tapes of your press conferences, and then some gala you went to.”
“Get dressed, we’re ready for you,” Jeff called.
I nodded to Ava and we went to our areas. I put on the suit again, and she came out in a little black dress. They turned on a wind machine. Ava took off her high heels, and we strolled across the set as if we were coming home from a party or a date. Once Jeff was happy, he pulled out a couch. All his props seemed to be on wheels. He had me lose the tie, pull my shirt out of my pants, and unbutton my shirt from the bottom. He arranged my shirt so my abs would show. Jeff took a couple of shots of just me for my portfolio, and then brought Ava in.
Ava settled under my arm, and he asked her to run her fingers over my abs. I guess I gave her a look of pure lust because Jeff shouted out his approval.
“Yes, David, that’s the direction we want. Ava, more heat.”
Emily put on some old-school Barry White, and the temperature in the room went up. All the women were now up and watching the show. I let the back of my hand caress Ava’s neck, and she closed her eyes and shuddered. There was a chorus of moans. This looked good, according to the feedback Jeff gave us.
Jeff stopped shooting and crouched down close to us.
“Ava, are you comfortable with the direction this is going?”
She seemed a little stunned, but she smiled, so he turned to me.
“I want you to think of this as a date, and that you’re getting ready to take her to the bedroom. Get her out of her dress and you out of your jacket and shirt. Then pick her up as if you’re taking her to the bedroom.”
I leaned down and kissed Ava, who promptly straddled my waist and kissed me soundly. I leaned back and looked into her eyes. My hands went up and down her back. I reached up and slowly pulled the zipper down. She shrugged her dress off her shoulders and it pooled around her waist. I unbuttoned my shirt, and she put her hands on my chest and then pushed both my jacket and shirt off my shoulders. I reached around and tossed both garments to the end of the couch. I pulled her dress over her head and then started kissing her neck.
“Take Ava’s bra off,” Jeff directed.
I unhooked it and helped her out of it.
“David, I’m seeing nipple. Please cup her breast so it’s hidden.”
Instead, I leaned forward and sucked her nipple into my mouth. She grasped the back of my head so I couldn’t get away. Her head fell back. I released her nipple and covered it with my hand. Our foreheads came together. I scooted forward enough to get my balance, and I then lifted her up as I stood. She wrapped her legs around me and one of the girls gasped.
“Holy cow, he’s huge.”
I sported a serious case of wood. Jeff stopped us. He came over and smiled at me.
“This is going great. I need you to take care of your problem, and we’ll reshoot her hanging on you. We can’t scare the women and children with that thing.”
I headed to the bathroom to either calm down or take matters into my own hands. When I opened the door, one of the models was sitting on the toilet, grinning. This looked like another test, but I was in need of relief. I needed to play this as if it was an accident and give her an out.
“Oh sorry, I didn’t know you were in here.”
“Shut the door. Let me help you with your problem.”
I decided against that. I’d just been told not to hit on the talent. She wasn’t happy, but I sent her packing and then did what I had to.
I came back out, Emily gave me a knowing look, and she pulled me back to the makeup table to fix my makeup. When I was ready, we reshot the scene where I picked her up.
“Okay, take five. I need to get the bed in here,” Jeff said.
I still had ahold of Ava because she had her legs wrapped around my waist. She giggled.
“You can put me down now.”
I shrugged and looked at her legs. The little imp winked at me. She unwrapped her legs from around my waist, and then she slid down me. Her breasts were plastered to my chest, and her nipples felt like they were going to drill holes into me. Emily had to redo our makeup because of all our close personal contact. Jeff rolled out a queen-size bed with a white comforter on it. He had me crawl under the comforter and lose my underwear. Jeff then had me lie on my stomach. He put a twelve-foot ladder into position next to the bed. From the top, he could look down at the bed and get my position right.
Once I was set, he had Ava slide under the comforter and take off her bra. He directed me to lay my cheek on her nearest breast and my hand on her other breast. Emily adjusted the comforter, and I suddenly realized that half my ass and far leg were exposed.
“Hold on,” I protested.
Jeff snapped a shot and came down the ladder.
“I know, I know, but look at this.”
The shot was very artistic. I got out of bed, and Emily came over with a robe and handed it to me. Jeff was trying to sell me on the nudity.
“Let’s see it on the big screen.”
Everyone gathered around, and Jeff loaded the shot on the big screen.
“Ava, you look fantastic,” I told her.
Kendal and Clare had their heads together.
“I thought you said no nudity,” Mom said to Jeff.
“This is art. I don’t see anything that would be a problem. This should be okay.”
“Does it matter that he’s underage?” Mom asked.
“No, that should be fine. For art, we can do it.”
Ava slid up next to me.
“You’re not of age?”
I laughed.
“Oops, at the time, my age was the last thing I was thinking about.”
Jeff got excited.
“I’ll buy the photo for $1,000.”
Ava got mad.