To her photographer friend's house

Bria, Kristen, and Jessica were given a nice red convertible to use to get themselves around town for the pageant, so when Rolanda informed them that her friend Rock, a famous fashion photographer, was in town to visit some old friends, they quickly jumped in their car and headed to his house.

Bria drove the car, with Kristen in the passenger seat, and Jessica in the back. Bria was wearing a short white dress that showed off her large breasts perfectly. Kristen, Miss Teen Ohio, had curly dirty blonde hair and wore a cleavage-baring top and tight jeans with high heels. Jessica, Miss Teen Virginia, had long blonde hair similar to Bria's and wore a pink top and short jean skirt with flip flops.

Kristen read the directions from the passenger seat as the girls cruised through a seedy part of town. "I think it's right on this road," Kristen said as the car came to an intersection.

"Okay, then," Bria said, as they turned down a small road with boarded-up houses. On the street corner were several young black men. "We could always ask one of these nice black fellows for directions," she remarked.

"No, don't stop!" Jessica said. "Keep going!"

"Why? Are you afraid of black people?" Kristen asked her.

"No," Jessica replied. "I just don't think a group of young girls like us should be stopping in this area to ask directions."

Bria continued down the road until they got to a small, ramshackle white house. "I think this is it," Kristen said. "69 Ebony Drive, just like Rolanda said."

"Well, here we are," Bria said. She shut off the car, and the girls climbed out. Bria led the others to the front door and knocked. After waiting a few seconds and exchanging nervous glances, a large black man opened the door.

"Can I help you girls?" the man said in a deep voice.

"Yes, hi, I'm Bria Juergens, and we're here to see Rock. He's going to take pictures of us."

The man glanced over the girls before turning around and shutting the door. After a few more seconds, he opened the door again. "Rock is ready for you." The girls proceeded into the house.

The house was small and smoke-filled. Several black men were sitting on a couch in the main room. One man with dreadlocks got up and walked over to the girls. "Oh man, look at this!" he said excitedly.

"Excuse me?" Jessica said indignantly.

"Ant, behave yourself!" a man's voice boomed. The dreadlocked man scurried back to the couch as a tall, handsome black man walked into the room. "These are my newest muses. This is..."

"Bria."

"Kristen."

Jessica didn't speak up until Kristen nudged her. "Oh, Jessica."

"Yes, Bria, Kristen, and Jessica. Hello, my dears, I'm Rock. I'm glad you could make it, and I'm very excited to make you my muses."

The girls exchanged excited glances.

"Let's get out of here. Right this way."

Rock led the girls away from the room and down a long hall.