Jason held his head in his hands. It had been a busy day interviewing and none of the girls so far had shown much promise. The biggest problem so far had been language. Most of the girls spoke passable English but passable just didn't cut it. That was the hard part about interviewing for foreign escorts. There was an ample supply of Western girls but the ones that brought in the most money were the Eastern Europeans and Asians. These were also the ones that were high in demand.
Jason smiled to himself as he thought of Tatiana, the girl from Ukraine. She was gorgeous with a drop dead figure. She had started off her interview by doing some gymnastic moves ending in splits. She had started to talk and her English was acceptable, even slightly alluring with her ethnic accent. Then she had laughed aloud and the most awful teeth had appeared. Definitely a no-no.
He looked at his appointment sheet. There was only one to go - Vivienna. Interesting name he thought to himself. Jason checked her biodata. Vivienna Kumar was a 22 year old. Originally from India, she had completed her bachelor of Arts degree and had just started Law school. Her extra curricular achievements were impressive too, being involved in debating, the science society and many other activities – mainly scholastic.
"Sounds like a geek." Jason laughed to himself. Part of the interview process didn't allow for photos on the biodata sheets to ensure the interviewer didn't make any pre-judgments. Jason looked at his watch and pressed the intercom. "Send her in."
He was still looking down and writing on the previous interviewees form when he heard her being ushered in. He waved his hand in the air, beckoning her in while he continued his work. Finally he looked up and smiled at the woman standing before him.
She had light brown skin – almost like a latte - and a pretty face. Her cheekbones were high and almost plump – giving her an almost childlike, innocent look. Her eyes were deep and enticing and her lips. Aaah her lips. Coated with just a touch of lipstick, they looked soft and kissable, with just a hint of a pout.
Jason's eyes scanned her body. She was wearing a white cotton blouse with a lacy sweater over it. A mauve skirt that reached just below her knees and a pair of black open toed heels completed her look. Simple and functional. She had nice, full breasts that filled her blouse nicely, showing just enough cleavage. Her hips were not too big and she had a nice tight ass with no sag at all. All in all a very attractive figure.
"So you want to be an escort?" Jason said, getting straight to the point.
"Yes, I do." There was just a slight twang to her accent, that Jason found quite appealing.
"You do know what's involved." Jason led her, being careful not to mention sex as that could be misconstrued as soliciting or sexual harassment. He had to let her say everything. Most girls knew what was involved and knew how to approach it. Once they had said the key words and had shown they were willing, Jason could do whatever else he needed to.
"Lots of sex?" Vivienna smiled. "That's what you're waiting to hear right?"
"And would you be willing to...you know." Jason proceeded.
"Sleep with the client? Let them fuck me?" Vivienna said very coyly. "Relax, I'm not an undercover cop. I know this is just a front and I need the job."
"Tell me more. Why are you so interested in this?"
Vivienna explained how she was trying to pay off her loans and get enough money to get through Law school. She went further to say that it was in a way ironical that she wanted to do something illegal to become legally qualified.
Jason liked this girl. She needed a little work on makeup and hair styling as well as a new wardrobe. She spoke well and had a certain presence about her. She also obviously had some brains – that always helped.
"Lift your skirt. Lemme see what you have underneath."
Vivienna slowly drew her mauve skirt upward, displaying a pair of thin cotton panties. The panties were light brown in colour, almost the colour of her skin. He could see a thick thatch of hair underneath the panties and her thighs nearing her crotch were hairy as well.
"Your bra the same as your panties?" Jason prodded.
"Yeah. Pretty much. I've never been able to spend much on my undies. Although who wouldn't love to wear Victoria Secrets and stuff like that."
"Well, if you want to work here, you'll have to get a new wardrobe. Especially your undergarments. Men are very visual creatures and plain panties like that can be a turn off." Jason explained. "And makeup too. Your expected to be in full makeup but nothing too tarty. If you need help we have people at the agency that can show you how its done."
"So I got the job?" Vivienna squealed.
"Pretty much. As long as you complete the training, your hired. Go get a trim too okay?"
"A trim? Huh?" Vivienna looked puzzled.
"You're a bit too hairy down in your pussy area honey!" Jason laughed as Vivienna blushed. "Here, take this letter and go get yourself some new clothes. And DON'T forget the undies. Buy what you want but 50% will come out of your paycheck. That's the way it works. Any clothes you buy, we pay for half of it. That's the investment we make on our girls."
"Thanks. Thanks a lot."
"You start your training on Monday. So this is the last weekend you have for yourself. No boyfriend on the scene to complicate matters I hope?"
"No. None at all." Vivienna replied.
"Good. See you Monday then." Jason said. "Any questions?"
"Uh yeah. What sort of training is it and how long for"
"Sexual. Sexual training. Most of it is practical of course and some is On Job Training. You get paid for the duration of your training and how long it takes all depends how good you are and how fast you learn."
Vivienna's cheeks were still blushing as she slowly left the room.
*** ***** ***
Jason was pleased to see the improvement in Vivienna's appearance as she walked in the door. She was wearing a short black shirt with a thin white cotton blouse. The white and black combination gave her a look that could go many ways – as a high flying corporate person; a slutty secretary or even an innocent private school girl – depending on how she wanted to play it.
Jason could make out the lacy tones of a half cup beige bra underneath her blouse Dangly earrings dripped from her ear-lobes. Her hair had been teased and hung glamorously about her shoulders. Her makeup had been done nicely – not too much but just enough. She looked absolutely ravishing!
"Spent a bit of money did we?" Jason smiled.
Vivienna nodded and smiled demurely.
"Any questions before we begin?"
"Guess not." She replied.
"Everything will be taped during the length of your training. We'll use the tapes to review your progress together and areas that you need to work on. Some of the stuff will be edited to show clients who want a preview of you."
"Kinda like porn previews." Vivienna remarked slyly.
"Yeah, I suppose you could explain it that way." Jason grinned. "That's what I like about you. You've got wit and attitude. Hopefully that comes out in your work as well."
"Are you the 'trainer' then?" Vivienna asked Jason, placing sarcastic emphasis on the word 'trainer'.
"Actually no." Jason replied. "I'm more the observer – for today anyway. Your breaking in ceremony is going to be done by Terry. But I'm sure there'll be plenty of opportunity for me to train you soon enough!" Jason laughed as he said this. He got up and walked toward the door and turning to Vivienna said, "Now if you will follow me, my dear."
Jason eyed Vivienna's ass appreciatively as she walked ahead of him. He noticed that she had a nice swing to her walk and her tight ass jutted out provocatively. He felt his cock stirring slightly and he wished that he had opted to start her training rather than be the evaluator. Still, he was looking forward to seeing her perform.
They reached the end of the corridor and Jason swiped his security card to open a door. Vivienna gasped audibly at the sight in front of her. The walls and ceiling were covered in mirrors and there were a number of video camera's all over the room and even one mounted on the ceiling with a robotic arm. In the middle of the room was a King Sized bed with sparkling white sheets.
"Pretty impressive huh." Jason remarked. "Go stand in front of the bed while I go into the control room.
Vivienna moved toward the bed as Jason opened a mirrored door and stepped inside. Vivienne caught a glimpse of a console deck inside the room that looked like something out of a recording studio – all filled with knobs, switches and flashing lights.
"Can we do a sound check please?" Jason's voice came booming out into the room.
