The Shoot-Chapters 3-4
From:	celebrity_mc@hotmail.com (Celebrity MC)

I'm currently working on chapter 5 and hope to release it in a few 
days/weeks depending on the time I have.  




Chapter 3 - Cathy Johnson - Cathy's New Perception

	The next morning the shoot started early, probably 7 AM.  He saw the 
large group gathering when the models arrived.  He turned on his mind 
amplifier and pointed it again at Cindy Crawford.  He needed to 
communicate a few things before he lost contact.  

	"YOU WILL CALL 203-322-3323 EACH DAY TO CHECK FOR NEW COMMANDS," he 
typed.  He wanted to make sure he could always contact her.  

	"YOU WILL DO EVERYTHING IN YOUR POWER TO START MICHELE'S CAREER OFF 
RIGHT, YOU WILL USE ALL YOUR INFLUENCE," he continued to type.   He 
looked out of the window and seen her nod her pretty head once, 
apparently accepting the command.  He was now done with her.  

	The final test of the equipment was to check the mini amplifier.  It 
was a small box, about the size of a hard cover book with a focus at one 
end and a button on the other.  There was a mini keyboard he could use 
to communicate with.  The range was very short which caused problems, 
but since it was mobile that could easily be fixed by sitting next to 
the person.  The range was no more then twenty feet, but that should be 
sufficient.  

	He walked out into the warm summer morning.   The sun was already high 
in the sky, the humidity was murder, but all was right in his world.  He 
was a bit hungry so decided to get breakfast.  

….

	Cathy Johnson got up early that morning.  Her boss at the diner said it 
would be busy and he needed the extra help early.  She was a good worker 
so amiably agreed to his request.  She loved living and working in 
Hawaii.  Her long blonde hair and beautiful blue eyes seemed commonplace 
here, but she didn't mind sharing the men's attention.  She could always 
attract the tourists.  

	It was already pretty warm that morning when she noticed a middle aged 
nerdy type enter her diner.  She enjoyed playing games with guys like 
this.  They annoyed her because she knew they were smarter then she.  
This one was a bit different.  He seemed much more confident then most.  
Like he had the upper hand or something.  

	She confidently walked over his table.  

	"Hi, my name is Cathy," she told him.  She smiled her best smile.  

	"Hi Cathy, my name is Mike," he told her.  

	"You don't feel like working today do you," he told her.  

	"No, not really, it's such a beautiful day," she said smiling at him.  
"Would you like to go out and have some fun," she asked.  She didn't 
know why she felt like getting out of work, but suddenly she had an 
overwhelming desire to go out.  

	"Sure, let's get out of here, but first why don't you remove your bra 
and panties," he told her.   Her first reaction was surprise but that 
disappeared almost immediately and was replaced by excitement of her 
interesting new idea.  

	Cathy casually walked to the restroom.  There were a few women inside 
but she ignored them as she untucked her blouse and pulled her bra off 
under her blouse.  The women inside looked at her wondering what the 
hell she was doing.  

	"Is there a problem," she asked an older women who seemed pretty upset.  

	"Well actually there is.  You're undressing right in front of us in a 
public restroom?," the older women said.  

	"Sure, why not, my new friend out there thought I'd be more comfortable 
without these things," she gestured to her bra and panties.   "Well, I 
better get back to him," she said as she quickly left the restroom.  She 
didn't understand why the old bitch thought it was strange to get 
undressed the way she did.  Wearing bra's and panties was such a hassle. 

	"Let's get out of here," she told him as she walked past his table.  
She purposely swayed her ass back and fourth to entice this strange man 
to follow.  She needed to get dressed in something different, this 
waitress outfit wouldn't do at all.  It didn't show her cleavage off 
nearly enough.  

	She looked back to make sure he followed.  She had a lot of energy and 
wanted to have fun.  As they stepped out into the crowded street she 
felt an odd ticklish sensation on her right nipple.  She looked down and 
could see her breasts shown through the flimsy blouse the diner made her 
wear.  

	"You seem uncomfortable," he said.  She was starting to squirm.  Her 
nipples were itching more and more as each moment passed.  Finally, it 
occurred to her that it didn't matter if she scratched the itch.  As 
they walked down the street she started to knead her breasts.   She 
started to get wet due to her manipulations.  

	They continued to walk somewhere, but she didn't know where.  She told 
him about her life, how she came to Hawaii and what she wanted to 
accomplish with her life.  She told him she was a sophomore at the 
University of Hawaii and was just working for the summer before the next 
semester started.  

While talking she noticed he took out a small machine and typed 
something into it.  She took no notice when she felt something strange 
came over her.  She had always wanted to become a lawyer and make a lot 
of money.  Now she realized this was a ridiculous aim.  She knew now she 
wasn't smart enough.  Why this just dawned on her she couldn't figure 
out.  

	As she continued talking incessantly, wondering what she should do with 
her life.  She had done nothing right so far.  On the outside was her 
bright cheery self, telling him how she lost her virginity on prom night 
three years ago.  On the inside, she was becoming more and more 
depressed.  Why had she thought she could make something of herself she 
pondered.  So what that she was a straight A student, it was all a hoax.  

	"Sir, what do you think I should do with my life," she asked her new 
friend Mike.  

	"Personally, I think you'd make a great hooker," he told her.  The idea 
appealed to her far more then she expected.  She had never thought of 
herself as a whore, but now that he mentioned it, he was right.  She 
would make a great hooker.  

	Now that she knew what she needed to do with her life her depression 
lifted.  

	"Oh, I think you'd make a particularly good hooker.  Especially if you 
can get addicted to crack," he said.  Again, his ideas were perfect.  
She had always wanted to be a crack whore, but just now figured it out.  

The End - Chapter 3





Chapter 4 - Cathy's New Life

	The rest of that day Cathy spent with Mike was eventful.  She learned 
many new and interesting things about herself.  It was as though her 
entire life was misspent until the moment she met him.  He knew so much 
about her, what she truly wanted, everything.  

	They walked around town for a while, simply talking.  She had what she 
knew was strange urges that made her do things she had never done 
before.  The strangest of all these new urges was her desire to drink 
the semen of strangers.  Before today she thought it was a vile thing to 
suck on a man's cock, but that feeling left like so many others.  

	They were sitting on a public beach.  She purchased the skimpiest 
bathing suit she could find.  It was a thong bikini that left little to 
the imagination.  Before meeting Mike, she thought these things were 
vulgar.  Now they made her feel sexier then she had ever felt before.  
She was watching a teenage boy of about seventeen.  He and a group of 
his friends were playing a game of sand soccer.  She was watching him 
closely, far more closely then she once would have.  

	He crashed into the sand next to her trying to save the ball from going 
out of bounds.  He immediately apologized and started to get up.  

	"Hay, why don't you stay here," she told him as he got up.  

	"Huh? ," he said.  

	"Listen, if you give me twenty bucks I'll give you a blow over in that 
porta poddy," she said smiling her most brilliant smile.  She could see 
he became hard at just the thought of what she said.  

	"Ah, sure, I'll be right back," he said as he ran off to his friends.  
He obviously was getting money from each of them.  He slowly walked back 
to her with his friends jeering him on.  He could see his boner for 
thirty feet away.  

	"Do you think it's okay to go with him?  I've never done anything like 
this before.  I gave you a blowjob because I know you so well.  This is 
just a kid, I shouldn't do this should I?" she turned to Mike and asked.  
She obviously wanted an excuse not to this thing.  The programming 
hadn't completely changed her, which is exactly what he wanted.  She 
didn't want to do this, but couldn't help herself.  

	"Oh, sure, as I said, you're going to be a great hooker," he replied.  

	"Let's go then," she said in an excited way.  This was her first paying 
customer.  Something in the back of her mind kept telling her this was 
the wrong thing to do, but she knew to the core of her being that she 
was put on this earth to satisfy men.  

	The two young people walked over to the nearest porta poddy.  It was 
very cramped, but somehow they managed.  She put her hand out to get the 
money from the kid.  She then knelt before the young man and slowly 
pulled his bathing trunks down to his knees.  His 8 inch cock sprang to 
attention right in front of her face.  Her deep red licks encircled his 
rock hard member.  She stroked his balls as she started to lick the base 
of his dick.  He was obviously new to this type of ministration as he 
came within moments.  

	The creamy liquid erupted from the head of his dick.  She sucked for 
all she was worth when this happened.  She needed the vile tasting stuff 
more then ever before.  She needed to suck him dry.  He let out a loud 
sigh as he finished.  She didn't want to let him go yet.  She needed 
more.  

	"Hold on a sec," she told him as she stripped off her small bikini.  As 
she did this, he became hard again.  Her perfect breasts came into view.  
The thong did hide enough.  The boy became hard again as he massaged her 
huge melons.  She kissed him deeply.  She then went back to her knees to 
try to make him come again.  Before long, she managed to get the boy to 
erupted again into her mouth.  

	When she was done getting dressed, she didn't say a word to the kid, 
she just left the small room and went back to the beach.  She had never 
been so ashamed in her life.  Why had she done this?  She knew it was 
the right thing, but at the same time she also knew it was dreadfully 
wrong.  She was almost in tears when she got back to Mike.  

	"You did well Cathy," he told her.  This brightened up her mood a lot.  

	School would be starting next week she knew.  She thought it a complete 
waste of time but for some reason decided she would stay at it for a 
short while.  There was a nagging self-doubt about her desire to become 
a crack whore, but every time she thought about what it would be like 
she grew more and more excited.  

	"I want you to meet someone special Cathy," he told her as he dialed a 
number into his cell phone.  A moment later she heard him tell the 
person on the other line to meet them at one of the finer restaurants in 
town.   There was some argument on the other side that he quieted by 
telling the person they must show up.  

	"You're going to meet your new sponsor.  I want you enjoy your new life 
as much as possible," he told her.  "That's why I'm going to let you 
stay in Honolulu for a while longer," he said.  

	She was shocked at this pronouncement.  She had always wanted to spend 
her entire life on the island, and with the new change in her life she 
didn't expect that would change.  It hadn't dawned on her that she would 
have a tough time affording Hawaii on what a street hooker made.  

	He wouldn't allow her to change her outfit as they went into the fine 
restaurant.  The restaurant was crowded with rich patrons.  Many looked 
at her strangely as she was still wearing the thong.  She felt a little 
strange wearing a thong bikini in such a nice place, but since he 
thought it best, she wouldn't say anything.  

	After waiting a few minutes she was shocked to see Cindy Crawford walk 
to their table and sit next to Mike.  Cindy was wearing a long black 
evening gown that showed her cleavage off to good effect.  She had such 
a confident air about her the Cathy just stared in awe.   

	"Cindy, I'd like you to meet Cathy.  She recently decided it was in her 
best interests to become a crack whore," he told Cindy.  A shocked look 
crossed Cindy's face.  

	"Why would you want to do that?" she asked Cathy.  

	"You don't think it would be a fabulous lifestyle Ms. Crawford?" Cathy 
replied meekly.  Cathy was confused by this discussion.  Mike seemed to 
be having a lot of fun watching the two of them talk.  

	"You're crazy if you want to do that," Cindy told her vehemently.  

	"But… ah, Ms. Crawford, Mike thinks it's best for me," Cathy again 
replied quietly.  Cindy deflated when she heard that.  

	"Oh, you should have said so in the first place.  I'm sure you'll make 
a great prostitute.  You shouldn't have any problem finding drugs 
either," Cindy told her brightly.  She almost seemed contrite in the way 
she said that.  

	A waitress walked up to their table.  "Excuse me Ms. Crawford, but your 
friend here is not allowed to wear what she is in this establishment," 
the young waitress told Cindy.  Cindy turned to her and told her to 
leave them alone.  Cathy noticed Mike type something in the small 
device.  When he did that the waitress seemed to relent to Cindy 
Crawford's demands to leave.  

	Cathy noticed the waitress arguing with another waiter.  She watched 
closely as the waiter walked up to their table.  

	"Madam, you're going to have to leave," he told Cathy.  

	"But, sir, you don't like what I'm wearing," she asked him in her most 
innocent way.  She smiled her best smile, hoping to convince him that 
she could stay.  

	"Cathy, don't worry.  I'll take care of you," Cindy told her.  

	"I'm sorry, but you're going to have to leave," he replied again.  She 
got up and started to walk out of the restaurant.  As they walked toward 
the exit, she turned to the stiff waiter, and said "If you give me 
twenty bucks I'll fuck you," again in her most innocent voice.  

	"Mam, you shouldn't say such things.  It just isn't proper," he told 
her.  She was depressed now.  She couldn't even get a fuck out of this 
guy.  

	"Please, I'll do anything you'd like," said told him.  

	He glanced nervously around.   He quickly grabbed her hand and took her 
into a nearby office.  

	"I shouldn't be doing this," he told her.  

	"Sure you should," she replied quietly as she slowly fell to her knees.  
There was a bright smile on her beautiful young face.  As he had done a 
number of times that day, she engulfed his entire shaft with her warm 
mouth.  She was becoming very good at this.  It didn't take long for him 
to cum into her mouth.   As she so enjoyed doing now, she swallowed the 
entire load of vile tasting stuff.  

	She licked herself clean, got dressed and left the room.  Mike was 
nowhere to be seen and she didn't know what to do with herself.  She 
needed to talk with him about something, but wasn't sure what.  She 
decided to go home and figure out what to do with her life later.  

	Around 3 AM that morning she received a call. 

	"Uh, hulllo," she answered groggily.  

	"Why didn't you tell me you were a cheerleader at the university," she 
heard Mike ask her.  

	"I dunno, sir, it hadn't occurred to me that it mattered.  I've been 
cheerleading since my sophomore year in high school.  I'm the captain of 
the team," she told him.  She found herself trembling with the thought 
that she had displeased Mike.  

	"When is your next meeting with the squad?" he asked.  

	"Sometime this week.  We were planning a workout to get ready for the 
season.  Would you like to come and watch us workout?" she replied 
brightly.  

	"Schedule it for the day after tomorrow," he told her.  

	"Of course, the day after tomorrow is a good time," she said as though 
it was her idea.  

The end Chapter 4