All characters are adults over 18.
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Don had a simple method of finding new models. Every few weeks he had lunch in one of the cafeterias at the local university. He'd watch girls come and go, deciding which ones were suitable. Most of the coeds were nice-looking girls, but they didn't have all the features Don needed. He required women with attractive faces, nice hair, and slender physiques. It was best if they were tall. They couldn't have any skin problems unless it was possible to conceal them with makeup.
Don waited until he saw the kind of girl he needed, then he'd give her his business card and ask if she'd like to try modeling.
"Hi. My name is Don. I graduated from this university six years ago, and I've been working as a fashion photographer since. I'm looking for more models to pose for my clients, and I can tell that you have the right look to be a model. Is that something you'd like to try?"
The girls were so excited and flattered it was comical. They almost always said yes immediately.
"Welcome to my studio," Don said when a new model reported for work. "This is not a complicated job, and you'll learn it quickly. Look at the big photos on the wall behind me. Those show some of my past models doing standard poses that work well with all kinds of clothes. If you need help figuring out what to do, just copy those poses.
"This will become very natural and easy quickly, I promise."
A pattern developed. Before long the girls overcame their shyness and started feeling good about their work in front of the camera. And Don enjoyed their excitement. They were paid, professional models! It was a fantasy made real! Don liked being able to give so many girls a chance to do something they'd imagined since they'd first started reading fashion magazines and yearning to be like the beautiful girls on each page.
One thing that appealed to the girls was that Don let them keep any of the clothing they modeled.
"My clients ship these clothes from China, Vietnam, Bangladesh and other places on the far side of the world," Don told them. "They don't want to pay to have the clothes shipped back. If you see something you like in the boxes of clothes I've already photographed, take it. Please. Whatever my models don't take home gets donated to the Salvation Army at the end of each month."
The girls got very excited knowing that working for Don was a good way to upgrade their wardrobes for free.
Pretty soon the women realized that while they were working for Don, he was regularly bringing in new models and retiring old ones. His clients wanted fresh faces in the catalogs Don produced, and the easiest way to guarantee that was for Don to make regular trips to campus and find more girls.
But Don's models loved everything about the job. They didn't want to be replaced! The pay wasn't great, but they were college students who didn't need much; the money they got from Don was enough to pay for luxuries like spa treatments and nights out with their girlfriends. They loved getting to keep so many nice, new items of clothes. They loved being able to show their friends online photos of them modeling. And posing for Don made them feel beautiful. He was particularly good at finding ways to reassure them about how appealing they looked through his viewfinder.
"Ok, turn your head to the right. Let me see those beautiful eyes," Don might say. "Look directly into the lens. Perfect. You look perfect."
Inevitably, most of the girls realized that Don was likely to keep working with them longer if they went to bed with him. He never said anything like that, and he never propositioned any of his models. He wasn't the kind of boss who'd ever suggest a girl would need to have sex if she wanted to keep her job
But they didn't need to be told that he'd find a way to keep a girl if he had a special reason to like them. He was a man, after all, and it was obvious that he was the kind of guy who liked girls. He liked girls a lot. Although Don thought it would be creepy to pressure a girl to have sex, he saw no reason to reject their advances.
Over time, it meant that Don always had a nice stable of sexy women he took to bed regularly.
One of those girls was Maria. She came over late one afternoon to model items from a new shipment of lingerie. The shoot was a lot of fun.
"You look fabulous in that teddy, Maria," Don said as she posed. "Any man would feel lucky to see a woman like you in an outfit like that."
Maria went back and forth to Don's changing room, posing in one sexy item after another. Some of the lingerie was very bold; Maria was excited by the idea that she could keep anything she liked. Each time she changed into a new outfit, Maria looked in the mirror and felt thrilled that she looked so sexy.
Don scheduled Maria to be the last model he worked with that day; he wanted to make sure they had plenty of time to enjoy themselves after the work was finished. After Don took the last photo, Maria stood before him in his studio, lowered the shoulder straps on her outfit and let it drop to the floor. She loved being naked after posing.
"You've got me all charged up," Maria said to Don. "What are you going to do about that?"
"I'll think of something," he replied.
Don took Maria's hand and led her to his bedroom. He put some of her favorite music on the stereo, then removed his clothes as she laid on the bed and watched. Don laid down next to her and kissed her delicately.
