*Caroline*
Episode 2: January 8th, 1998
Lester Graves was flexing his pretend muscles in front of the expensive stainless glass mirror in the back of his office, the only place in the world where such an elaborate fantasy could be played out. Lester wasn't with his physical appearance in real life. But in the mirror he didn't see his scrawny little body, his pencil neck, the twigs he called legs, the weak little arms and of course the thick glasses were gone as well. In the mirror his reflection revealed a much more admirable person. He had arms legs a wrestler, his legs were thick and strong, his face made female hearts melt and the glasses were replaced with bright, lustful eyes that could look
into any woman' soul. Lester Graves could almost feel happy.
The door leading to the front entrance of the office opened suddenly. In came Dale, Lester's only real friend in this world. Dale was small, strong and very stupid and he was one hell of a cool guy. He was also good with the camera. Still, a look of disappointment came upon the face of Lester Graves when he saw his friend.
The fantasy was ruined. He reached for his shirt and put over his weak chest.
"Caroline rescheduled her appointment," Lester said. "She's coming in about an hour."
Now this was good news. Lester smiled a wicked smile. Caroline was going to be the second of seven girls featured in the first edition of his magazine, Tricked Chicks. The girls who came were expecting to pose for a cheap magazine and help
launch their modeling careers, but with a little trickery, Lester got them to get down and dirty. The magazine was all apart of Lester's master plan to get back at every girl who'd ever rejected him. An eighteen year old girl named Toni had been the first to be tricked. The chunky beauty came into the office and posed in this
very office. Lester offered her money to pose in her bra and panties, offered a little more to get naked, and by the end of shoot he'd paid her two hundred dollars, in fake cash, to suck his cock. He squirted her cute face with a massive amount of
cum, leaving her dazed and confused. The whole time Dale had been behind the camera taking pictures. Tricked Chicks would be the greatest magazine ever, he had no doubt about it.
"That's lovely news," Lester said.
"I brought this in here for you to review," Dale said.
"What is it?"
"Caroline's file."
Lester walked over to Dale and took the folder from him. Dale then returned to the front of the office. He walked over to his sofa and sat down. Lester was no longer sad or tired. He was full of sexual energy. Seven girls had come to him so
far. Seven wasn't a lot, and no girls have showed up in the past week, but Lester was feeling confident. They would come. Caroline was the third girl to show up. He'd called her yesterday to set an appointment. She said she'd be there January 12th. Apparently something happened to make her change the appointment, but Lester wasn't at all interested in what happened in her life recently. He wanted her to come in and pose. From there he would exploit her with money and fame, get the clothes off her and have her do things her mother would never approve of.
On the floor just below his feet, sticking out from underneath the sofa, was a red photo album. In the photo album were the pictures Lester had selected from Toni's shoot. He had put the whole thing together the previous night, selecting six with her fully dressed, seven with her in bra and panties, four with her naked, nine with her sucking his cock and seven with cum all over her face. A day from now he'd be doing the same thing with Caroline's pictures. This made Lester happier. After thirteen years in the working world, Lester Graves had a job he liked. And more
importantly, after twenty years of life, Lester Graves was happy.
He began to read Caroline's file. Caroline was a nineteen year old high school graduate with long blond hair and pretty blue eyes. She worked as a waitress at a small time fast food restaurant. According to her file she enjoyed dancing, singing
and she was a very athletic young female. She hoped to go to college one day, but for the time being she wanted a break from all the pressures of school. She viewed modeling simply as a hobby with special benefits. She lived at home with her mom and dad, two younger brothers and three sisters; one older, two younger. In the future she hoped to be a nurse or a veterinarian. Lester Graves read everything on the file with great interest, and her looks he knew from memory. On the day she came to him, she had been wearing a light green shirt and a tight pair of shorts. He
remembered the way her ass was exposed through her tight shorts. Her perfect tits were pushed up against the light green shirt. Her breasts weren't nearly as big as Toni's breasts, but Caroline's weren't exactly small. They were about the size of grapefruits. Her complexion was light and her smile was flawless.
He rubbed his hands together anticipating the young girl's touch. He could already feel her sensual hands rubbing up the base of his cock. She could feel her mouth tightening around him. He was beginning to visualize all these glorious things, and at the same time remembered that unlike the fake strong Lester in the mirror, this
fantasy would soon become a reality. Caroline was going to be here in less than an hour. She was coming here for a modeling opportunity, she would leave with a lot more than she expected. These thoughts brought a wider smile to his face, a smile that in time turned into a hardy laugh. The nerd was taking his revenge.
"Soon you'll be here," Lester said to himself. "You'll have fun. You'll model for me. But wait to be you hear about my special benefits."
He went up and down the back of the office, picking things up off the floor and preparing everything for the shoot. He wanted Caroline to feel welcome when she got here, after all. He checked through his pockets to make sure he had the fake cash on him. He did. This was going to be fun. And after living life in a state of
daze and hate, fun was all one could really ask for.
*****
Tricked Chicks latest victim arrived at one in the afternoon. Caroline followed Dale through to the back room where Lester waited on the couch peacefully. He showed none of his happiness on his face. Everything about him was absolutely
business like. He got off the couch and shook Caroline's hand.
"Nice to finally meet you," he said.
"It's a real pleasure," she said.
"We've been scouring the whole city of Chicago and most its surrounding towns for talent. I can't believe someone so beautiful has actually showed up."
She blushed. "Thank you. This place is kind of small though. Isn't it?"
"It's all I can afford for the time being. Someday I hope we have a much bigger place of business, but for now this is all we need."
Up close and personal Caroline proved his memory false. She was actually more gorgeous than Lester had remembered her. She had a perfect face, she kind of reminded him Lester of Nicole Kidman. Her breasts were a little bigger too, and her ass stuck in a Jennifer Lopez sort of way. She wore a tight outfit, it looked brand new. The heavy Nike coat she had come in with was on the sofa. Her blue eyes were the color the ocean was supposed to be.
Dale was behind the camera getting ready for the shoot. His hazel eyes glimmered in the room's light. Like Lester, he really enjoyed this job, although he didn't have the same reasons. The truth be told, Dale was a pervert. Lester knew this, but also didn't hold it against him.
"We have a busy schedule to keep," Lester lied. "We would like to start as quickly
as possible. We have other engagements to keep."
"I'm sorry about that," Caroline said honestly. "I'm leaving to Florida on vacation though, and the trip is scheduled for two days before we originally agreed to meet. Again I'm really sorry about this."
"Not a problem," he continued to play the part. "Why don't you step in front of the camera and show us what you have?"
"Sure." Caroline smiled and walked in front of the camera. Lester's excitement became showed on his face as soon as she left his sight.
Lester sat on the sofa, one leg folded over the other, hands together, his eyes focused on young Caroline like a laser beam. Fifteen feet separated them. Dale took the pictures without speaking. His office wasn't the greatest place in the world to be doing this. Tricked Chicks was an amateur magazine run by a bunch of amateurs though. They didn't have the great lighting, the strong cameras and the professional photographers and models. They did their best with what they had, and they did have great women and the closest damned thing there was to a pro
photographer. In the future Tricked Chicks would have all the power, skills and equipment as a Playboy or a Hustler magazine. He tried not to let any of this get hold of his mind, but he couldn't help it. He watched Caroline posing and knew he could give no justice to her beauty. Sure the pictures would good, but they would not be great, and great is what the customer wanted to see when the featured girl was as pretty as Caroline.
Her body moved gracefully in front of the camera. She was the kind of girl who just wanted to have fun. The camera really loved her. Her long blond hair ran down to the crack of her ass. She went to many various poses, making love to the
camera with her clothes on. Lester could take very little more of this abuse. His cock was beginning to the throb in his pants. He turned to Dale and motioned for him to stop taking pictures.
"Caroline," Lester called. "You'd you mind stripping down to bra and panties."
