Modeling photo shoot

One evening my friends persuaded me to go to a club, near the downtown. They dressed themselves up to kill, or as they termed it to be 'on the pull', and I did my best with a little black blouse and a black skirt which ended up about 5 cm (2 inches) above my knees because I liked to wear stockings and suspender belt which was cooler than tights. I also wore a red and black corset inside.

At the club the wine flowed and the music was good. While most of my friends found men to dance and go home with, I was wondering what I should do - flirt with someone, chat up a bloke perhaps. As I contemplated these thoughts, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around and there was a man about mid 40's, dressed in a smart suit, and wore an expensive aftershave, which I could not miss. He explained that he was a photographer who went regularly to night clubs with a view to meeting new faces for photo shoots, and that after studying me for a while, he thought that I had 'what it takes" to be a model. I also found that his name was Harry.

I thought to myself that it must be one of the oldest pickup lines in history, but he then handed me his business card. I made the excuse that I needed the ladies room and while I was in there I used my mobile phone to call the telephone number on the card. I got the answering machine which confirmed at least that the card was not a fake.

I went back to him at the bar told him I wanted to know more. He suggested we move to a quieter spot outside and I asked him what other credentials he had to prove who he said he was. He explained that his albums were in his car which was parked some way away and he would go and get them or I could walk with him. I went back into the club and told my friends that I was leaving the club with a man, gave one of the girls his card, told her not to lose it under any circumstances, and walked with the man to his car. There was never any pressure put on me to get into the car - he opened the back of the car, got out a large photo album, handed it to me and told me to look for myself.

There were many photos of girls in the album, some were fully clothed and some were in bikinis or swimsuits - all were tasteful and not suggestive in any way. I now thought it was a good time to bring up the subject of money, "Will you pay me, or do I have to pay you?" He said, "Neither at this stage, because I will first take a few shots of you and if you want to go for a portfolio you will get a payment from the model agencies that I would show your photos to. I thought to myself, "What have I got to lose?"