Bria the servant

"Well, as luck would have it, I know of a job tonight up in the Hills that would cover my fee and, if you're good, leave you with some left over for your other expenses," Lionel told her with a satisfied grin. He could tell by her adorable scowl that she had suspicions. "It's not prostitution. It's not even porno, though I agree you could really clean up in that." He felt a pang of regret for denying the world the interracial gangbang film Bria had in mind for this evening. "It's a serving job."

"Serving?" Bria asked, genuinely surprised. "Like, a waitress?"

"It's a private party," Lionel explained. "Lots of industry types will be in attendance, and it's actually a good opportunity for an aspiring actress to find work in a casual friendly environment."

"Oh... it would be good to make some contact..." Bria acknowleged before giving Lionel her thousand-megawatt smile. "Okay, Mr. Goldsteen, I'll do it. Um, what should I wear?"

"Don't worry about that, they'll take care of it," Lionel assured her as he got on the telephone. "Just wait outside and a car will come pick you up. They'll take you there, just relax and do as you're told, and they'll send me the money. Come by tomorrow and I'll have your share."

"Gee, thanks, Mr. Goldsteen!" Bria chirped happily on her way out the door. "Wish me luck!"

"As much as you deserve, Miss Jeurgen," he hissed through a grin as she disappeared.

The busty teen waited on the sidewalk as told, and was positively enthusiastic when a limo pulled up. She climbed in the back seat and greeted the middle-aged men located inside. "Hi, I'm Bria Jeurgen," she told them before gesturing at her tiny dress. "I know I won't be wearing this tonight. So, what do you want me to do?"