All tied up
You accept gratefully and he pours you a generous glass of rum and coke. You sip the drink as you admire the studio apartment. Alex chats with you setting you at ease and, before you know it the first drink is gone and there is another in your hand.
Alex pulls out a heavy portfolio book and starts to leaf through pages of images.
“So, shall we begin? But I need to ask you, what sort of pictures did you have in mind?”
He indicates some typical glamour shots.
“These are what I originally had in mind, your cutesy schoolgirl look could do well in some advertising or fun magazines.”
He flicks through more pages and pauses on another set, in these the girls are showing a little more cleavage and some underwear.
“These obviously sell better, and make more money in the men’s magazines and some websites.”
He moves on and pauses on more of the black and white bondage photos.
“But this is where the real money is. I assure you, there is no funny business, it’s just art.”
He looks at you and meets your eye.
“So, what do you think?”
Alex pulls out a heavy portfolio book and starts to leaf through pages of images.
“So, shall we begin? But I need to ask you, what sort of pictures did you have in mind?”
He indicates some typical glamour shots.
“These are what I originally had in mind, your cutesy schoolgirl look could do well in some advertising or fun magazines.”
He flicks through more pages and pauses on another set, in these the girls are showing a little more cleavage and some underwear.
“These obviously sell better, and make more money in the men’s magazines and some websites.”
He moves on and pauses on more of the black and white bondage photos.
“But this is where the real money is. I assure you, there is no funny business, it’s just art.”
He looks at you and meets your eye.
“So, what do you think?”