She hops in when she sees a camera

Bria leaned forward to say something when she noticed the guy in the other side of the Hummer. Like the driver he too was black, though of a slim build. More importantly was the big professional looking camera he held.

"Is that a camera?" she asked, though of course she knew it was.

"That's right. You know a camera when you see one. You like cameras?" the driver asked after turning down the music. A chorus of complaints came from the back.

Bria gave a bright smile, the tension seeming to melt away. She leaned on the car as she looked at the camera's black eye. "I love cameras. I came here to be on camera."

"Oh, you're an actress?" he asked.

"Well, no. I'd like to be. I came to Hollywood to be famous!" she declared.

"And where were you before?"

"Minnesota," she said with a visible dampening of spirits.

"What did you do in Minnesota? Say, what's your name? I'm Jamal, that's Tyson. Guys, open the door and introduce yourselves."

the back of the hummer opened and Bria peeked in, seeing that the back had bench seats with about six black guys inside, all of them looking big to her smaller frame.

"Oh," was all she could think to say as they said 'yo bitch' 'whassup?' 'hey slut' and other things that didn't surprise her, given the stereotypes fixed firmly in her mind.

Names poured out of the back of the van, washing over her before she could catch even one.

"Hop in and we'll chat." Jamal said.

"Oh, but..."

"You never did say what you did in Minnesota," he said. "I bet you were an actress there, right?"

Bria felt her cheeks color a bit as she shook her head. "Um, no..." she said.

"Well don't be shy. Hop in and tell us all about it. A model?"

"Gotta be a model," one of the guys in the back said.

Bria shook her head again, and ever so slowly found herself drawing toward the backseat. "I was Miss Minnesota."

"Miss Minnesota? Wow! So you're, like, famous or something, right?" Jamal enthused while Tyson turned the camera toward the Hummer's back doors, forcing Bria to move to stay within it's notice.

"Oh, uh, I'm not really that famous. I guess I'm known in Minnesota, though," she said with a demure shrug, though inside she was dying to claim enormous fame.

"So you came to Hollywood to be famous. I bet you've already got some good leads on that," Jamal said. Tyson moved the camera, pointing it more towards the inside of the Hummer, and Bria unconsciously moved along with it, crawling into the Hummer just to be within it's range of vision.

"Not really. I moved here just as soon as I turned eighteen. Today's my first day, actually."

"Damn, so you're 18? Really?"

"Yeah, why? I don't look older, do I?" she asked with alarm, trying to see herself in the Hummer's mirror, and hardly noticing the soft click of the door behind her, or the fact that her crawling into the van made her dress fall away from her firm breasts, exposing them to both the camera and the six lustful black men.

"No no, I wasn't sure you were 18. You got proof of that? I kind of doubt that you're 18. Maybe 15 or something."

"Fifteen!?" she squawked in outrage. Fifteen was pidgeon-chested stick-girls, she most definitely didn't look fifteen! "Here!" she exclaimed, thrusting out her driver's license.

Tyson's camera zoomed in on her Minnesota driver's license. "She's 18 alright," Tyson confirmed.

"Well hell, I guess that means you're old enough for our show."

"Show?" Bria perked up. "I can be on your show?"

"Sure! You have to sign some paperwork, of course, but yeah, we'd love to have a beauty like you on our show."

What he didn't tell Bria was that the show was for an internet sex site called www.hundreddollarhos.com. The premise of the site was to see how far and how much they could make a girl go for a hundred dollars. The key was to make it sound like they were offering more money when they weren't.

Frequent lines were "I'll give you fifty dollars to flash your tits" and "If you'd let Chris come on your face for a hundred dollars would you let Jason here do the same for a hundred?" or "we'll pay you a hundred if you let Billy use your pussy."