In the car, of course!

"Change right there," the guys told her. "You're gonna have to get over being body-shy. I mean, there's no need to be ashamed if you're not the prettiest face or best boobs or nicest body."

"Not..." Bria started to yell, restraining herself just in time. Not the prettiest? Not the best boobs? Not the nicest body? She pulled her dress off slowly, with much wiggling and jutting of the breasts and butt. With the dress off she raised her leg nearly to the ceiling, flashing her pussy with it's generous lips, the crevice of her sex clearly glistening with her juices.

"Oh drat, the strap's stuck," she said with mock annoyance, pulling the leg back beside her body while she fiddled with it. "Well, I'll do the other and then get back to it," she said, as if talking to herself.

The two black men's eyes bulged at the sight in their backseat as Bria pulled her other leg up, both feet nearly at the roof as she played with the shoes. They nearly sideswiped a parked car as they ogled her full firm tits and her fully displayed sex.

"Oh man," Vince groaned from the passenger seat, while Tony tried to not hit any parked cars, all the while casting glances back at her perfection.

"Oh there we go," Bria said, dropping one shoe, then the other. She kept her legs up high, as if she were going to tuck them behind her head, and inspected her nails in an overly theatrical way.

Finally she lowered her legs and rummaged a bit through the clothes, pulling out a set of clothes that reminded her of the movie Pretty Woman. Thigh-high stiletto boots, a stretchy mini that stopped at the bottom of her ass, and a top that was basically a band of cloth that tied together over the cleavage. She made sure to tie it loose enough that it only barely covered her areolas.

Turning to the makeup kit she put on her best stage-makeup, adding a little extra to make sure her features really stood out and because she was portraying a hooker. By the time she was done no one could have mistaken her for anything but a street walker.

"Perfect!" Vince breathed in awe, and Bria smirked, proudly checking herself out in a mirror.

"So, are we near the shoot?" she asked.

"Huh?" Vince stared. "Oh! The shoot, right!"

Bria sighed, realizing that Vince wasn't all that bright. Tony didn't seem much smarter either so she was starting to wonder if she should go through with this. Two idiots like this were too dumb to make use of her talents or looks so maybe she should just ask them to let her out of the car and go straight to her appointment.