Refuse

So far the pictures have been more 'natural', sexual in an erotic sort of way. Pulling your outer lips apart feels like the sort of thing you couldn't get away with in a respectable sort of magazine. It feels degrading and you think that you can get through the final four without having to do something like that. You respond to his command whilst shaking your head a little sides to side.

"No. I don't mind lifting my legs up and spreading them open a little more but spreading my pussy lips open. That's a bit; sordid."

Tyrone stands, still with the pronounced bulge in his pants, and replies slowly somewhere between condescension and pleading.

"On the scale of things which are sordid spreading open your pussy lips would scarcely make the list. It's pretty basic softcore sort of stuff."

"It might not be sordid to you but it is to me. Can't we just skip the spreading part?"

"Sorry, without it we really don't have a photo shoot."

"Then we don't have a photo shoot."

You thought this was some brinkmanship but Tyrone shrugs and says.

"Shame, I thought it was going so well. And it's not been a complete waste of my time, at least I've been able to see your amazing body. I suppose you'd best get dressed."

You are a touch dumbstruck but quickly get dressed as Tyrone plays with the camera. As you are doing up your blouse you say.

"So that was six photos, so $300?"

Tyrone turns with a start and says.

"No. $500 for ten. We haven't done ten. Don't worry, I'll delete the rest, I was just admiring that sweet pink pussy of yours one last time. It's like a work of art. You could win awards for a pussy like that."

He turns the camera to you without a moments hesitation and presses delete before you get a chance to say a word. He shakes your hand telling you that you have the looks, charisma and charm to be a hit in this industry and that he hopes you're a hit in whatever you decide to do. He shows you the door and as you walk out into the corridor a maid sees you. You can almost hear her mutter something under her breath as you make your way back to your room thoroughly embarrassed by the whole situation.