The ad in the college newspaper read "make $500 for being a model in a photo shoot." The photo shoot must be nude, I thought. Why else would they offer so much money? The next ad read "$5.25 an hour sweeping floors in the student union." Next. "Make big money selling factory equipment over the phone! Unlimited potential!" Yeah right, unlimited potential. Most likely no paycheck at all if you don't sell any gizmos. "$4.75 an hour to clear tables at an exciting new restaurant concept opening soon!" Yeah, exciting if you are a customer and not the one cleaning dirty tables! What was that first ad again?
"Make $500 for being a model in a photo shoot."
Hmm...why not? I do like my body, and if it is posing in a bikini or lingerie maybe I could do it. If it turned out to be nude, I could just say no. Or would I say yes? $500 would help me a lot, and how bad could being nude be? My boyfriend sees me nude all the time, and I let him take pictures of me once. But the pictures he took were just for us to share, not a wide audience.
I called the number.
"Allbright studios." A man's voice said over the phone.
"Yes, hi. My name is Miranda. I am responding to your ad about nude modeling."
"It doesn't say nude in the ad!" he quickly responded.
I was so embarrassed. He was right, it didn't say nude in the ad, I just jumped to conclusions and said what I was thinking out loud by mistake! "Well, I'm sorry; I didn't mean to say that, I just assumed it must be for that much money."
"Actually, you make the $500 with no nudity. If you really DO want to pose nude, however, you can make way more than $500!" the man responded.
"Umm...how much more?" I asked.
"If you want to do a nude series photo shoot, you can get $1000. For a nude series video, $2000. Come to my studio at noon on Saturday, we can meet and discuss options. My name is Jerry, by the way."
Jerry gave me an address, and I wrote it down. The rest of the week was a blur. I could barely focus on my classes. Was I really even considering posing nude? What if they put my pictures on the Internet or in a magazine? Then again, so what if they do, the money is good, and my body will only be young once, so why not?
I can't decide if I should pose nude or not. Then I realized that I haven't even been offered the job yet even. What if I am rejected? Maybe I am getting too far ahead of myself. I need to get through this week.
Saturday morning came quicker than I was prepared for. I wanted to dress to impress, so I chose a short black skirt and sexy black tank top. White lacy panties and bra underneath. I walked to the studio, which was in an office building near the campus. It was only 11:00, so I stopped into the local coffee shop and ordered a grande vanilla latte, skim with an extra shot of espresso. I drank the coffee drink wile considering what I was about to do...
I walked into the office building, and took the elevator up to the fifth floor. I knocked on the door of suite 523, not knowing what to expect. A middle aged man with a big belly answered the door. He had long white hair tied up into a ponytail. He had on a purple t-shirt and faded blue jeans. My god, he looks like Jerry Garcia, and his name is Jerry, I thought. This is getting weird.
"You must be Miranda!" He said. "Jerry Mancino, pleased to meet you!"
I shook his hand. My eyes wandered around the studio. There was a reception desk, but no receptionist. There were 4 red chairs and a red sofa. Pictures of gorgeous women adorned the walls, including some that were in lingerie and some in bikinis. No nudes, I thought. Well, this is just the waiting room; maybe the nudes are in a more private area.
He had me sit on the sofa, and he offered me a glass of water. I was very thirsty, and somehow he must have sensed that. Or maybe he was just being polite and offered water to everyone. He handed me a cup of ice cold water from a cooler. I watched the cooler bubble as the displaced water was replaced by air. I drank the water in one sip, quenching my thirst.
He looked me up and down. "You have a great figure, Miranda!" he told me. I shyly said thanks. "Well, here are the options. I have a lingerie catalog that needs a photo shoot next week. You could make the $500 for doing that. It would be about 3 hours, and you would be modeling about 15 different outfits from nightgowns to bras and panties. Some of the lingerie is very skimpy, like the lacy thongs."
I told him that sounded o.k., and I agreed. I forgot all about the nude option until he said "Or you could pose nude in studio B. I have an agreement with a men's magazine, and they need some freelance photos by next week. You would earn $1000 for that, and that just takes an hour."
So they were going to be in a magazine. "Which magazine?" I asked. I was thinking Hustler or Penthouse perhaps. Well, I could handle that, those magazines are classy adult magazines! What an honor to be chosen for a nude shoot in...
"Pink beavers" Jerry said. I didn't think I heard him right.
"Say what?" I responded.
"Pink spread beaver. It is a hardcore men's magazine. Guess what they specialize in?"
"Ummm...Pussy?" I replied.
"You got it, Miranda. Think about it. $1000 paid in cash right now for an hour of photos. What do you say?"
I considered the option. I stammered something to Jerry about not being interested and I walked to the door. He said "I understand, most college girls turn this offer down, it takes a lot of guts to get nude and bare your most private parts for the camera. But college girls are what the magazine requests, and I have to give them what they want. Oh well, it was nice meeting you Miranda. If you are interested in the non-nude shoots give me a call on Monday. I don't suppose doubling the offer to $2000 right now would make you change your mind..."
$2000? That was a lot of cash. I considered the consequences. Who actually reads "Pink Spread Beaver" magazine? I doubt anyone I know would recognize me. Maybe they only show the pussy close up and no one would even see my face. I ask Jerry "Would my face be visible in these shots?"