A Load in Every Hole Ch. 04 - Sex Stories

A Load in Every Hole Ch. 04

... want to whisper that someone told them that they saw me in a video screwing three black guys. That settles it," I said, "I'm not doing that!" I said.

"I agree," Mark said, "even a one in a thousand chance that the girls might see it, or the folks from church, or my partners... it would be a complete disaster."

"Yep," AJ answered, "Unless..."

"Unless what?" I asked.

"Unless you want a glamour shot."

"A glamour shot?" I asked.

"Well, we actually call it a glamour... well... never mind ...that don' matter." AJ murmured.

"A glamour cumshot," I said quietly, "very clever."

I knew what glamour shots were, of course. They became popular in the late 1980s when I was a little girl. Wives looking to give their husbands something unusual for their birthday teamed up with professional photographers to create a small private portfolio of photographs. Many were tame, the wife dolled up in a new dress and nice makeup, but others were not, and these were called "boudoir" photos.

But this was glamour shots on steroids. Glamour cumshots was an entirely apt name.

AJ rose and walked over to a cabinet in his office, pulled out a long drawer and tore top sheets off two different stacks. He then opened another drawer below it and pulled out two sheaves of paper, each about 15 pages long and bound at the top by a paper clip.

"This is the last of the business part, I promise," he said. "Then I'll give you the tour, and I guarantee you'll enjoy it. This is a contract ...

... for a shoot, my standard contract," he said holding up one sheet with language on the front and back. "This one is for a glamour shot. Night and day different: key part is you own 100% of the video and still shots from a glamour shot—ever last bit. We don't even keep a copy—turn it all over to you. You can come inspect our computers to make sure we're not holding on to anything or you can send your computer-man to do it.

One thing, though," he concluded. "You pay the money and do a no show on me, I keep yo' money. Once you say, 'I'm in,' I get eight people in, set up the site, bring in all the equipment, whole nine yards. If you leave, before the shoot or during it, I keep yo' money."

This," he said with emphasis, "is our next script. We're doing it Saturday and you'd be perfect in it. In fact, I'm going to make you an offer. I think you'd be all that. You got that look, look of a woman who runs hot, but hides it, who once she gets going, she be raisin' all kind of hell. And you're beautiful. Way beautiful. So, I'm gonna offer you 10K for a shoot on this script. That's four times my going rate. My accountant gon' bitch at me, jus' because she likes to bitch at me, but you worth it, so Ima gon' bet on you.

Think about it overnight. I got a gal lined up to do it already, but you put her to shame. But she ain't bad, so if you say "go," we'll find something we can do with her later, you say "no," and we'll go with her. She local. She can come back later. Deadline is five ...