SO I headed downtown...
Thursday or Friday? I forget. But that's not the important part anyway ;)
I found the address easily, and rung the number I had been given. I gave my name and KC said he would be right down. Now, I'm not a racist by any means (although I have my preferences, like anyone) but was surprised by the short black man that came to the door. Over the phone he sounded more like a yuppie white guy. I worried that it might be a scam (not because he was black, there were a number of factors), but figured, at the worst, I might get a good fuck and a story to tell. So I went in.
There was a girl there, who, he said, was one of his assistants. She was kind of plain looking, but I was there to see him, and it's not like I'm shy. We made small talk and he told me about the agency and asked me about myself. I showed him some of the outfits I had brought and he seemed pleased by them. He gently eased into asking me about my limits, if I had issues with hardcore photos, etc. He said what the pictures would consist of would stay within my limits. I was still horny from the guy earlier (with me, that doesn't mean the guy didn't finish the job, just the opposite - I get a taste of good sex and I want MORE...the only thing that stops me is exhaustion), so my limits were more lax than if I had been not-so-horny. He had me change into the first outfit, a black bra, black thong with a kitty face on the front, a long black velvet duster with a big fur collar, purple sparkly thigh hi's, and black platform Mary Janes. He had me pose in the doorway first, slowly getting sexier and more suggestive with the poses.
EDIT: I really need to post right after things happen or I forget the details.
Basically, I fucked him, he was amazing, and I now have a modeling agency. More in next entry.
I found the address easily, and rung the number I had been given. I gave my name and KC said he would be right down. Now, I'm not a racist by any means (although I have my preferences, like anyone) but was surprised by the short black man that came to the door. Over the phone he sounded more like a yuppie white guy. I worried that it might be a scam (not because he was black, there were a number of factors), but figured, at the worst, I might get a good fuck and a story to tell. So I went in.
There was a girl there, who, he said, was one of his assistants. She was kind of plain looking, but I was there to see him, and it's not like I'm shy. We made small talk and he told me about the agency and asked me about myself. I showed him some of the outfits I had brought and he seemed pleased by them. He gently eased into asking me about my limits, if I had issues with hardcore photos, etc. He said what the pictures would consist of would stay within my limits. I was still horny from the guy earlier (with me, that doesn't mean the guy didn't finish the job, just the opposite - I get a taste of good sex and I want MORE...the only thing that stops me is exhaustion), so my limits were more lax than if I had been not-so-horny. He had me change into the first outfit, a black bra, black thong with a kitty face on the front, a long black velvet duster with a big fur collar, purple sparkly thigh hi's, and black platform Mary Janes. He had me pose in the doorway first, slowly getting sexier and more suggestive with the poses.
EDIT: I really need to post right after things happen or I forget the details.
Basically, I fucked him, he was amazing, and I now have a modeling agency. More in next entry.