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 Model Agency Pt 1
   So your Mom's a bit of a stage mum type is she?
   Yeah, she said.
   Pageants and all that shit.
   Yeah and I'm sick of it, she said, its boring.
   Well we're quite well known in the business, most of our work is done
with the stage Moms and preteen prima donas in mind.
   Is there a lot of money you can get then, the little cutie asked?
   Yeah quite a bit.
   I never get any, she keeps it and says its got to go for my education
and stuff.
   Ha, probably gets used for all the pageant expenses.
   Probably yeah, she replied.
   Do you win much then.
   Yeah quite a lot of times; I get a lot of first places but I get more
second and thirds.
   That's understandable, you're really sexy.
   Thanks, she said lowering her head but smiling.
   That's ok, it's true.  We do other work here as well, paid work of
course.
   Like what she said, her head shot up.
   Oh you know, portraits, subway, subway action, that type of thing.
   What's subway mean?
   Underground, special market.
   Market?
   Yeah, exclusive, pays a lot.
   Could I do that then?
   Oh yeah; it usually works on age.  How old are you?
   11 she said, is that ok?
   Very ok, best rates for around that age, especially subway action.
   So, she said and then paused, so should I get my Mom to ask you then.
   Oh no, not at all.  This is all, um, private.
   You mean like secret, she said a little eagerly.
   Yeah, of course we open accounts for the models if they want; bit like a
bank.
   So its secret that way then is it?
   Yes, you could say that.
   We chatted for quite a while but she was all for it as I knew she would
be.  Sexy little thing she was.  Snub nose, freckles, chubby, curly short
hair; she had that fuck me look.
   The deal was done.  Training session first followed by four two hour
sessions a week on the quiet and after school or at times her Mom let her
play out.
   Training sessions were always a good start and on occasion sorted out
those who wanted to go ahead and those who didn't.  We'd only had one
upset. One angry Mom demanding to know what the subway was and what the
training entailed.  The answer of course was simple.  You brought your
daughter here and when she was here she asked for model training and said
you had told her to say it.  As for the Metro, well that was Metropolitan
chic wear.
   Oh Im so sorry, was the reply.  My daughter didn't understand and I
suppose I must take some of the blame.
   I think you should take your business elsewhere.  We are a highly
respected Model Agency.  Please never darken our doorstep again and we'll
be reporting this to the local pageant's committee - that last bit shut her
up.
   I always like the training sessions best, you get to see just how sexed
they are at an age when we're told they're sexless.
   Two hours of hard core pthc on the video screen.  In a room on their
own. Plenty of sex toys at hand, sex toys also being demonstrated on the
videos.  And ding dong, they're ready for the next stage, the cock stage.
   I like doing that bit myself.
   Training 2 as I like to call it starts with another video screening,
which they're usually all up for and then I walk in.
   So what have you decided then, Metro or Metro action.  Metro action pays
more.
   Can I try that then, she asks.
   OK, well let's see then.  Let's see how you react, let's see if you've
learnt anything shall we.  Let's see if you're going to be good enough,
shall we?
   I take my cock out, my erect cock.
   Nine times out of ten it's a success, a very sucky success and they get
to taste sperm for the first time; the first of many times to come we hope.
   END OF Pt 1
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Model Agency Pt 1