The good news was that the agency was extremely interested in signing Natalie to a modeling deal.
The bad news was Natalie was currently on a family vacation in Spain, and the agency needed a few more risqué shots to help finalize their decision.
It was a real dilemma since there were other gorgeous young women who the agency was looking to sign. If she waited for the vacation to end and the rest of her portfolio came late, all the best contracts would already be taken and she'd be left without a deal.
Currently, she was at an uncle's beach house, where more family members were soon expected to cram the place. Obviously that meant no privacy, and no photoshoots.
She loved her family dearly, but work was work. Modeling was the career she wanted!
Luckily the internet connection was great and she had a new phone with an amazing high resolution camera. She emailed someone from the agency and they were fine with her sending more shots from her phone. And since these were racier shots, she'd have to take them alone, as selfies.
More guests had just arrived to the beach house that morning, coming from places throughout Spain and lesser known parts of Europe. After giving them hugs and kisses, Natalie snuck back to the guest room she shared with her brother.
One of the benefits of staying in a place like this was that the room was classic European and rustic, exuding a unique charm which can't be found in America. With the large window and balcony towards the ocean in the background, she'd have the opportunity to take amazing shots of herself.
Natalie looked herself in the mirror and purposefully messed up her hair, then tossed it back, giving herself a breezy, casual appearance -- perfect for the Spanish ambiance.
The next order of business was her outfit. She was barefoot, with shorts, and she wore a 'Real Madrid' soccer tshirt she had bought at the market the day before. It probably wouldn't be the best look since it represented another country. Plus she had specifically been told that the agency wanted to see some 'racy' shots before they made their final decision.
She pulled her tshirt off, standing in her black bra before looking in her open luggage to see what else she could wear. Then she realized that the black bra was plenty racy. The European style cut was highly erotic in her opinion.
Now for the pose. She had the traditional look of a young model, long and thin. She had always been told that her legs were the best features on her body, so she wanted to show them off. For her first selfie, she decided to stand in front of the full-length mirror. She leaned on her left side. One hand held her phone to the mirror, and her other hand was slyly in the pocket of her shorts. She gave a seductive look to the mirror as her thumb was ready to press the screen and take the selfie shot.
Her impromptu self-photoshoot was interrupted when the doorknob turned. Thankfully she had locked it.
"Open up," her brother complained.
"Hang on. Hang on."
She put her phone down and slipped her tshirt back on.
When she was ready, she went to the door and opened it.
"Yes?" she asked, blocking the entrance.
"What do you mean, yes? Scoot over. I need to get in."
Natalie gave a mock sigh. "What do you need?"
She stepped away from the door and Chris entered the bedroom.
"I was getting sunscreen," he said, digging in his bag. "Almost everyone is outside. Why are you inside here with the door locked?"
"I'm working."
He gave a puzzled expression. "In a guest bedroom?"
"It's a long story," she replied. "I've been emailing with the talent agency and they're closely considering my portfolio. They want a few more shots of me before they can give me a contract, and I'm about to send some selfies."
"Don't they have enough pictures already?"
"They want sexy pictures," she said bluntly. "So I'll send them sexy selfies. Problem solved, but I have to do it now."
"Oh. Can it wait? More people are coming soon. We're having a great time already."
"I'll be down in 20 minutes at the most. I need to take some hot pictures and email them."
"Why now?"
"Competition is fierce," she replied.
"And they're still awake? What time is it in America?"
Natalie roared with laughter. "New Yorkers don't fuck around when it comes to late night parties, or snapping up the hottest new models at any hour. It's a super fast industry and I have to beat my competitors to the punch."
"Got it," he nodded. "Well, see you downstairs soon. Good luck."
"Thanks Chris."
To speed things up, Natalie grabbed her brother firmly by the wrist and pulled him towards the door, where she escorted him out.
In the midst of kicking him out, a thought came to mind: Chris was a current film major in college. His dream was to work behind the camera in the entertainment industry. Surely he'd be of great use.
"I've changed my mind," she said, yanking him back into the room, then closing and locking the door.
"The party is downstairs," he quipped.
"Not about that. I've changed my mind about tossing you out. On second thought, maybe I could use you."
"Selfies aren't my thing. And I don't know much about modeling."
"No, but you do know about film and capturing beautiful shots, don't you? Isn't that what you're doing in college every semester?"
"Well, yeah, but..."
"But nothing," she said, cutting him off. "This deal means everything to me and I need my selfies to be perfect."
He shrugged. "Fine, I guess. Can you give me an idea of what they're looking for? Or do you just send them your best shots?"
Natalie grabbed her phone. "Here, let me show you."
She went on the internet to the agency's modeling website, then handed the phone to her brother.
"Jeez," he gasped softly, looking at the phone.
The pictures were of scantily clad, sometimes naked women, posing in the most seductive and irresistible manner possible. All the images were elegant and stunning, with a great deal of class.
"I know," she said. "That's a tough standard to reach with just my phone and this room."
"I meant, do I have to help you take pictures like these?"
She batted her eyelashes. "Please? We'll be super quick. It'll be our family vacation secret."
"Aren't you going to be embarrassed posing like that in front of me?"
"Not really," she replied. "It's part of the job."
"Okay, fine. How should we do this?"
"I'll take a few selfies. You give me pointers. I'll email them and they'll give me feedback right away."
"They're expecting your email and they'll reply right away?"
"They're working and partying all night," she shrugged. "Hey, cocaine is a hell of a drug."
"I'm sure it is. Let's get started on these selfies before people think we're ditching the family party."
"Excellent idea."
Natalie grabbed the hem of her tshirt and she flung it overhead, standing in her black bra and grey shorts. She was completely unabashed wearing her bra in front of her brother.
If Chris was admiring her body, she didn't mind. She was flattered by the brotherly attention.
She took her phone back. "Can you stand to the side? I have an idea for a series of selfie shots in front of the mirror."
"Sure."
Chris stepped away and Natalie struck the same pose as before. She turned her hips and waist to the side and tried giving a seductive facial expression to the mirror.
She put one hand in her pocket, and with her other hand, she snapped a picture. Then another. Then another.
"This is the first batch," she said. "What do you think?"
She showed her brother the phone and they both agreed that the images were sensational. Her fingers tapped the screen and she sent an email to the agency people, who were doing God-knows-what at this hour.
"You seem nervous," he noted, after the email was sent.
"For sure. I mean, I'm at a disadvantage here. Portfolio shots are supposed to be done on film with professionals. Not on a freaking phone. But oh well. They understand that I'm on a family trip. Plus they love the fact that I'm in Spain."
"Well, you have a great body to compensate."
She smiled, "Thanks."
The phone beeped.
"Oh shit," she said.
Natalie had an incoming email from the agency people. She opened it:
Love the pics Natti!!!
Got anything more bare?
Also, try to be sexier. Reach your full potential. Love where this is headed with you. Great potential!
Love, Rammi
Sent from iPhone 6S Plus
"Hmm..." she moaned to herself, while showing the phone to her brother. "Not racy enough."
"How much more do they expect?"
"You know," she said suggestively.
"No, not really."
"Those pics on their website. That's the standard they want."
"Nude?" he asked.
"Yep. That's the modern world of modeling. Nude or partially nude. Wearing a bra is for bitches."
"Should I leave?"
She shook her head. "Now is the critical moment. I need your input on how to increase my selfie game."
"You know what, screw the selfies. I'll just take the pics for you. It'll look so much nicer and classier."
Natalie thought about it, then shook her head again. "I don't think that'll work. They know I'm on a family vacation. Otherwise, what am I going to say? That I let my brother take nude pictures of me? No way."
They both laughed at the absurdity.
"Let's hurry up already," he said. "Should I turn around?"
"No need. I've mastered the breast-covering-technique."
With one arm, Natalie used her forearm to cover the front part of her chest. With her free hand, she reached back to unclasp her bra, tossing it to the bed. She was now topless, revealing her bikini tan lined upper body, with her nipples perfectly covered by her forearm.
"You're good at that," Chris noted, trying not to ogle at her skin.
"Modeling is a skill. Strategically being able to cover naughty parts at all times is one of them. Now I'll strike a few more poses and you give me your thoughts."
"How about by the curtains?" he suggested.
"That could work."
"The scenery is beautiful outside with the bright blue Spanish beach in the background. The wind is blowing. The curtains will wave. It'll look hot."
She nodded. "You see, I knew you had a good eye for this stuff."
