. not bad for a job that I never went to.I asked him what happened to Terrence? He ran that section for the last four years. My uncle just smiled and ...aid,"We had to let Terrence go, his services were no longer needed in the community."I knew exactly what he meant. Terrence was fucking dead. He must have fucked something up. O'well that's life and shit happens.My uncle told me that Blake was going to help me out. Blake was like a younger version of my uncle. He was a smooth talking, quick. He looked worried as I stopped in front of him and introduced myself. It took him a few seconds to realise who I was and he started to stutter out an introduction of his family. After a drive back to the house with conversation flowing easily, I asked for a shower so I could freshen up after the journey. After showering I realised with all the hurry of cleaning off I had no towel. Poking my head around the door, trying to cover my naked body, I called out for a towel. He stood in front of me. I hadn't really realised until now but Stuart was beautiful. I looked into his lovely dark eyes and lifted my hand to brush his long hair away from his face. He was so pretty he had a sweet little button nose and red pouting lips. We held our Gaze for long enough that both of us knew there was a mutual attraction. Stuarts mouth was slightly open, he leaned ever so slightly forward and his mouth opened wider as he breathed a soft sigh. I could feel his warm breath on my face. I leaned forward. "Yes" I replied, with a shaky smile and shook her hand."This way Hun" she said and led me through an office to a store room. Once inside the store room I realised it had thousands of pairs of tights. (Properly the same amount I use in a year.)Anyway the girl pointed to two pairs of sheer tights and black lace bra, “wear the tan first and then the black” she said and started to leave. “Is there any pants?” I asked.She looked at me quizzing and smiled, “you don’t wear pants when you model for.