She goes along with it

The girl gave a little gasp, then forced a smile onto her face and pulled down her top. She was braless, and her fat tits spilled out, the nipples stiff and proud.

"Not bad," he smiled, eyeing her flesh. "Don't put them away! I'm not done looking. Besides you should be proud of those. Aren't you proud Bryci? Not every girl has a rack like that. You're wasted delivering pizza."

"Do you think so?" she asked shyly, looking at Frank warily.

"I know so. You could be doing a lot better for yourself. You just need to meet the right people. C'mon now, pose a little for me. Show off what you've got.

"All right....I'm not very good at this...I'm kinda shy."

"You're doing fine. Yeah, I'm sure you could do well. No question."

"Doing what sir?"

"Modelling of course. What else? You've got the body for it. A little training and the right people and you should be fine."

"Really?"

"No doubt about it. You could be big. I'm just not sure you're willing to put in the work."

"I work really hard sir! I mean, I know I messed up your pizza, but I learn fast and I'd work really hard. You really think I could be a big name model?"

"It's guaranteed, as long as you put in the work and follow the advice you get," Frank chuckled. "Let's see how good you can be. Get down on your knees and suck on this." He freed his cock and held it, looking at emotions chase each other across her face.