And tomorrow, you will get to bid on her 14 y/o sister who is stripping and auditioning to be a whore for the owners right now. She wants to be like S...s.” He pointed toward a TV screen and I was shocked to see Faith dancing nude on the same stage I had been on. Her body so little, but with a cute shape that would suggest she was becoming a woman. Did men really want that? Then I heard a voice from the front. “I will bid on that little whore right now and forget this older girl”. I guess I had. Everything here was designed to show off and get attention,that was clear to me as we were lead to the private viewing rooms. Thewomen that were waiting for us could have been the wives of anyone, bornor married into money, I didn't know. They sipped expresso's and admiredus. We were to model for them, if they liked them, they would purchasewhat we had on in their size.That was what we did for the next 3 hours, all three of us modelled forthe 4 women. We modelled various gowns, skirts, whatever. "So you better get busy" stated with a smile as his cock got very hard. "Mmmm, we’ll see" I whispered before going down on him as I moved around so we could 69 before making love.The next week, he gave me the name of the photographers who "auditioned" the young women in the advertising community for fun. I made phone contact with one, and set up an "information-gathering" session while Paul was away on a three-day business trip.……The photographer was a very pleasant guy, about five years older. Except the following Monday. I'd embarked on this imagining of Plath and Sexton meeting in the afterlife. It started pretty strong, I felt, but then I kept scratching out lines. I was pretending I'd solved the problem when somebody was dinging the call bell on the counter beside me. It was Ellen, with a stack of books."What are you writing?" Oh, nothing," I shunted the notebook away to process her books."Bullshit," she declared, grabbing my notebook.Hair a lovely kelp bedWaving in the breeze of.