"You told me the other day you loved your boobies, isn't that right girlie?" She looked down and impishly said yes. "So now what's your problem today? You don't like your boobies or you don't like them photographed? Or is it you don't like them looked at by people?"
"Ummm, well I don't know."
"Come on Trista, from what I recall and Jimmy would back me up, you were confident, you were self-assured, and you were even quite proud of your tits. For that matter I remember you felt that way about your body too girl. Weren't you Trista? Trista, it is a gorgeous body. Don't fool yourself at all. I'm not holding you back, am I? If I don't meet your standards then let me know."
"I remember in your survey you filled out and sent back in, you said in it you love cock, you really love cock. You love almost any size cock except a humongous one. Isn't that right Trista? Here you wanna look at mine and see if it's the right size?"
"I bet you are absolutely perfect. Don't you look at your body every day and say to yourself 'I love my body.' Trista, you have always had an incredible sexy figure. Don't you ever say that babe?"
She looked down smiling and then back at Jake and her eyes gleamed as she owned up to the truth.
"Yeah I do, I do Jake. Your right I do look at my body pretty often and say that I like it."
"See, I knew it, I knew you did Trista and you're totally right about yourself; it has perfection in every way. It is flawless at every turn."
She smiled, then giggled, and tugged at her medium colored longer brown hair.
"The company I run and the industry I'm in helps out young women like you."
"I've never been on those type of sites, how does it actually work?"
"You've never been to any, really Trista" he asked in a surprised tone of voice. "A girl new to college, free from her parents, and you've never been curious about all that? You never did that even when back home with your friends either?"
"Okay, I watched some stuff but..."
"I knew you did! I was sure of it. I could tell you did. I saw it in you. You have a boyfriend don't you? What's he like? Do you two or have you two had sex yet? Wait, don't answer that, ooohh I bet, yes I can tell you have had lots of it. Did he do you right?"
She fidgeted and giggled at Jake's assumption and how correct he actually was. He was right on the mark and she was intrigued at where he was going with all of it.
"Did he ever tell you how awesome your body is or did he just say you were sexy?"
"Oh he said I was pretty. He said I was as pretty or prettier then any the girls we would watch online who got paid to have sex with guys like you. I'm not sure I'm doing the right thing Jake."
"Well I can understand that and what I see different in you is that you are a sensuous girl; a girl who hasn't experienced real down home sophisticated sex Trista. If you did, you would have probably come back for more, and more, and well you understand Trista, mmmm. God girl, mmmm, you are perfect and I lust for you and crave to show you how perfect you are and exactly what I mean."
"Huh, like what do you mean" she asked becoming a little turned on at his suggestive remarks. Like what makes me so, I don't know, umm sensuous? Tell me or well what the heck, show me I guess."
"Now that's the spirit. That's the right attitude. I knew I chose the perfect girl. I love to show you how sexy and how desirable you are. Can I show you some things?"
She said yes hesitantly and asked "What exactly do you wanna show me?"
"I'm taking off my shirt. Will that make you uncomfortable?" He did anyways but she said no. "Do you think I am a fair looking guy? I thought you said that in your questionnaire, isn't that right? I am a good-looking dude right and I have a nice body?"
"Yeah, you do Jake I did say that in it" and she giggled.
"Can I do something too? Can I take off this top" as he put his arms around her. Without giving her a chance to say yes or no he lifted it up over her head and exposed her slender upper body letting him see her nice set of tits.
"Come here over to this closet. I'm going to show you some things I think are well exquisitely beautiful, perfect, sexy, and absolutely fabulous about you."
Opening the door to a closet, there was a full length mirror on the inside of it.
"I use this all the time reminding myself that I like me a lot and actually I do like me. I like me for me because I am college educated. I have a degree in business administration. I volunteer and donate money. I work out and run to stay in shape so when I'm lucky enough like now to be with a fine looking girl like you hopefully I can keep up with her."
"Ummm Jake just how old are you?"
"How old do I look and how old do you want me to be?"
She giggled and turned around to look at him.
"Umm I guess it doesn't matter. You're a nice guy and that's all that matters."