Modeling agency 'Under cover'

This ad on the internet had captured her attention. Modeling agency looking for new models. She met all the physical requirements including ethnicity. It happened that they were looking for a young girl with some European or Asian background and some experience in modelling. Katya was a teen model back in the days when she was still in Russia. She modelled for almost a year for a teen-wear shop, though she did not get famous and thank god, she thought.

She checks her clock; it is 10.30. The audition is only meant for 19.30. There are some things odd about the add though. First the term “under cover”… what the hell did that mean? She only heard the term with cops going under cover for special ops. Would that be something related to being a side-kick for a bad ass cop or secret agent? Also the time of the interview was very unconventional. As she reads further, she sees that the interview is to be held at the St. Claire Hotel on lake avenue, on the western side of the city, one of the wealthiest parts of Jersy, in room 301. The fact that it is at a respectable institution in a posh area is reassuring, she thought, but having an interview in a hotel room is risky, though she has to admit that it got her really intrigued. You see, Katya is very adventurous lady in nature and is never scared of the unknown. These oddities actually excite her and get her all fired up. She is now in a very good mood.

She checks her clock again.

“What the hell! It could be something interesting!”… she smiles.

She will have to pick her portfolio at her parent’s old flat first before going there. Anyway, she still has time to think. She decides to have a shower and then decide. So she slips off her night gown and walks towards the bathroom. She often walks naked when she is at home alone, an old habit she had since she was very young. Of course, Harold does not approve, he is so chastely at times. On the way to the bathroom, she grabs some kitty food from the kitchen for her cat. Katya walks towards the kitchen window and opens the blinders. Mr. Benny, her neighbor, a retired highly-decorated army officer is cutting his ferns in his balcony, something he has been doing every morning at the same time ever since Katya and Harold moved in.

Coincidence? Not exactly.

He is here for the daily tit show, an intimate ritual between the two neighbors, which has been going on for the past two years. The only days she opens the blinders in a shirt are when her husband is at home. Without looking at Mr. Benny, Katya stretches her arms and pushes her ample bosom forward. Then she opens the windows and as if just noticing her neighbor, cups her tits and says hello.