Calling the photographer.

{if PhotoDay = 1
}Beth decided that she would have to talk to Seth, to see if he could help her cover the shift. She was sure she could persuade him. {else
}Beth decided that Brian would just have to live with visiting his parents by himself, or else accept that she could join him after. {endif
} She punched in the number and before long she was chatting with Damien Russ, the photographer.
Damien had a smooth and confident voice, and for some reason, it immediately made her comfortable. He'd been a professional photographer for 12 years, starting small with generic family portrait, photo studio stuff before freelancing for ad agencies, modeling agencies, and even adult film studios, he admitted freely.
"To be perfectly frank, Miss Wilson, I think you'd be well suited for lingerie, or even adult stuff, if your portfolio is any indication."
{if Formation = 1
} Beth felt her face flush, and she stammered a little as she admitted to never even thinking of doing something like that, and that she didn't know if that was something she could consider.
{elseif Formation = 5
}Beth felt that old familiar rush, that she had felt when seeing a new guy's dick for the first time. "That's really flattering, but I don't know if my fiancee.... you understand." {else
}"That's really flattering, but I don't know if my fiancee.... you understand." Beth was a little taken aback by the idea, but she didn't hate it. Brian would never go for it though. {endif
}
"Oh, no worries, Miss Wilson, it was just an idea. Whatever you're comfortable with of course. I'd love to get you in the studio and just do some work. I have a lot of potential contracts for someone with your assets... sorry that came off really impersonal. What I mean is... I think you could have your pick of lucrative opportunities."
{if PhotoDay = 1
}"I can probably swing the Wednesday time you have listed here in the e-mail. I wish it was a little earlier in the day, but I'm going to try to give up my dinner shift at the restaurant."
Damien chuckled a little. "Yeah sorry, it's a busy week for me. I can't believe you're out there waiting tables, your portfolio screams "professional model" to me." Beth smiled. She wasn't immune to flattery. {else
}"I can come by the studio on Tuesday, at the time that was mentioned in the e-mail." Hopefully, things didn't take too long, and she would still be able to make it to her future in-law's place in time for dinner.
"Sounds great, I look forward to it."
{endif
} They ended the call shortly after, and Beth felt a heady rush of excitement. Opportunities!