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Paperback: 368 pages
Publisher: Simon Pulse; Original edition (May 20, 2008)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1416959041
ISBN-13: 978-1416959045
Product Dimensions: 8.2 x 5.9 x 1 inches
Shipping Weight: 12.8 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
Publisher: Simon Pulse; Original edition (May 20, 2008)
Language: English
ISBN-10: 1416959041
ISBN-13: 978-1416959045
Product Dimensions: 8.2 x 5.9 x 1 inches
Shipping Weight: 12.8 ounces (View shipping rates and policies)
Aaron Clark was an exceptional man. He had everything he could ever dream of. He had great wealth, fame, and his own very special modeling agency based out of a custom built estate designed to let him indulge in a world of carnal pleasure and exquisite luxury.
His favorite models were the petite barely legal waifs that his assistant would find for him. Young women, just teenagers desperate for a chance at security and the good life. Those were two things he could provide those sexy little angels in spades.
When a major contract comes up Aaron takes his three favorite girls out with the client for a weekend of debauchery and wanton games of pleasure sure to sway the most difficult to please men. Aaron Clark does love his job.
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"Marie, do you want to introduce me to your new friend?" Aaron asked. "Her name's Kristin," Marie replied.
"I hear you want to be a model. Is that right?" another little giggle as the just legal teenager
raised her hand to her beautiful red lips and nibbled delicately on her fingernail.
"That's right, Mr. Clark," she then replied.
"Why don't you stand up and show Vince your butt." She looked at Marie, smiled, and slowly stood up in the hot tub. Her stunning figure brought a shot of heat to Aaron's prick. Although most of her legs were still submerged Aaron got a view of her entire upper body. The stockings were not attached with garters and were somewhat drawn down by the water. Kristin with a smile and a little giggle reached down to pull them up. As she did, she wiggled her narrow, petite ass in a seesaw motion.
"Jesus," Aaron muttered. "She's a doll." His eyes fed upon her body, where the hard nipples protruded neatly from the clinging tank-top that was cut just above her willowy midriff, to the tops of her wet stockings where they adhered to her long limbs with water dripping down. On her well-structured, svelte ass clung a black thong that ran up the cleft between her legs, covering about an inch of flesh at that juncture.
The young girl exuded a titillating flirtatious persona, and yet, was demur in her demeanor. Although classic in her petite looks; her up tilted eyes hinted at her mixture of Irish and Japanese ancestry. Her face said "innocent little girl", but her eyes and licentious body said, ëprecocious, unchaste slutí.
The girl then took a tentative half-step toward the center of the tub where Vince was standing, giggled shyly and raised her hand to her mouth in self-consciousness. Vince closed the distance between them and placed his large hands almost around the entire circumference of Kristin's tiny waist. She brought her arms up and placed them on Vince's shoulders. He lowered his head to place his lips on hers, wiggling his tongue up insider her mouth. She reciprocated by cupping the back of Vince's neck with her dainty fingers, and pulling his lips hard against hers.
Vince slid his hands up her torso, onto her short tank-top to caress her small breasts as they continued to French-kiss each other passionately. A light tapping on the door of his bedroom suite distracted Aaron.
"Come in," came his reply and he watched through the mirror as Ashton came through the door and approached him from behind.
"I think she's ready. Are you going to go pay her a visit?" Ashton asked.
"Where did you get her?" Aaron asked incredulously.
"Marie found her. She met this little doll at a diner and convinced her that she had the looks to be a feature internet glamour model and would do great modeling petite lines for women. Hell, Marie even promised her that we would shoot a portfolio of her for free. Michael evaluated her and she really picks up quick. I think you can move right along with her... oh yea, and she apparently is very tight."
"Christ, Ashton. How old is this one?" he implored.
"Well, she's all of eighteen years and two weeks now, but she photographs like a much fresher girl. I think she is going to do very well. We've already bounced her pho The Teen Models' Wild Weekend eBook: Julie Adams
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