Chapter 1: Introduction
Taylor is sitting in his apartment when the doorbell rings. When he answers it he finds Kendra at the door. She seems surprised to see him. “Kevin told me I could come chill while he’s in class” she said pushing past Taylor. She went and sat on the couch and was glued to her phone. After a few minutes she started asking about Taylor’s job as a photographer and what he did. “I hear you do lingerie shoots right?” she asked looking up from her phone. “Can I see some of your work?”
Taylor handed her a tablet and showed her a folder. Kendra was a little taken aback by the nudity as she scrolled through. “I see you like women with big tits” she laughed. “I like women in general” Taylor responded, walking over to the fridge. “Want a beer?”
“Sure,” Kendra said, as she continued to scroll. “Do you think any of these companies would want to hire me” she asked looking up at him. He obviously knew she would be hired in an instant but she didn’t know that. He pretended to think it over and sized her up. “What size are your” he didn’t say it but motioned to her breasts. She grew bright red.
"I- I'm a 38F," she stammered, looking down at her ample chest, her fingers plucking at the fabric of her shirt.
Taylor nodded, his eyes lingering a moment too long. "That's a great size. Lots of companies would be interested." He handed her the beer, his fingers brushing hers. "You should think about it."
Kendra looked up at him, her eyes wide and trusting. "You really think so?"
Kendra's eyes lit up. "Really? That would be amazing!"
"Yeah," Taylor said, putting his beer down.
"There's just one thing." He paused, knowing he had to say it. "I can't help but notice your breasts are pierced." Kendra's eyes widened slightly, and she looked down at her chest as if she had forgotten about them. "A lot of companies don't like that," Taylor continued. "It limits the types of jobs you can get."
Kendra looked up at him, her expression falling. "Oh," she said softly. "I didn't think about that. I got them when I was on vacation and didn't think it would matter.”
Taylor leaned back against the counter, taking a drink of his beer.
"You know, if you're just interesting in making some money, you could start an OnlyFans account."
Kendra's eyes widened in surprise. I've heard of that, but I didn't think I could do it." She twisted her fingers together, a nervous habit she had when she was unsure.
Taylor nodded, his gaze sweeping over her body. "Yeah, lots of girls do it. You'd make good money, and you can be as anonymous as you want. Plus, you can take the piercings out when you want to do more mainstream work."
Kendra bit her lip, considering the idea. "I don't know if I could do that. I mean, what would people think?"
Who cares what anyone else thinks?" Taylor said, his voice low and soothing.
Kendra shook her head, her cheeks turning pink. "It just sounds like...porn. I don't know if I could do that."
Kendra said, still biting her lip.
Taylor laughed softly, stepping closer to her. "Look, sweetheart, shooting for a lingerie company is the same thing, and you make less money. It's just that instead of sending the pictures to one guy at a time, you're sending them to a whole company. And they're the ones making the big bucks off your tits."
Taylor said leaning in closer, his voice low and husky. "You're a natural, Kendra. You should give it a shot."
Taylor sat down next to her on the couch, his big muscular frame dwarfing her. He put a hand on her knee, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Come on, I'll do a shoot with you tomorrow. Just a little taste. No harm in trying, right?" Kendra said, her voice shaking slightly. She nervously agreed, her heart pounding in her chest.