A ‘modeling’ gig

Scrolling through the job offers, you really don’t see much. Everything is either asking for too much experience, or is asking far too much for way too little. Just when you were about to give up hope for the day, you spot something.

A local agent is looking for young models to pose for a film. What really stood out was what they were looking for, 18-19 year old men with boyish if not androgynous looks, slim frames, and willingness to try new things. The discription was basically made for you, so you responded. You sent in a photo, your measurements, and your contact number, hoping you are chosen.

It only takes an hour before you get a response, congratulating you on being selected, and giving you an address to show to bright and early tomorrow. Happy you have something for income, even if it may be odd and temporary, you go to bed, ready to begin tomorrow.

You don’t sleep well, nervous about the morning. You end up waking early, getting dressed in skinny black jeans and a tight red top. You head out before your family wakes, deciding to walk to calm your nerves. It takes a while before you arrive, a large gated house in a nicer area of town. You go past the gate, ringing the doorbell, and are suprised when you see who opens the door.