My Little Model [guy for rp and Risa]
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				Title: <strong>My Little Model [guy for rp and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>21-06-2009, 06:50:58</strong>
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				It was time to head to work after school. Nadine Wadowaski had just been given a new job offer, a modeling job. It was a big step for her, she had never modeled for anyone before. But there was no doubt that she needed the money, seeing as she was so close to being in college.<br><br>The address was to a normal-looking building in a suburb-like area. She looked down at the address again to see if she had read right, and she walked up to the door and knocked, straightening her skirt and brushing her blouse, a nervous habit. She had no idea what a model did, other than...well...model. She didn't know why she had this bad feeling tugging at her heart. But she would not pass up the oppritunity to make a few extra bucks.
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				Title: <strong>Re: My Little Model [guy for rp and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>guy for rp</strong> on <strong>21-06-2009, 07:38:06</strong>
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				David Steven was 31. He had promised himself he would make it big by 25 and then pushed that goal back to 28 and then 30 but he still was hanging out in this make shift apartment / studio. He called himself a talent scout, a photo artist, an agent but he was only a photographer and he was beginning to think he wasn't very good at it.<br><br>"Nadine Wadowaski" he said out loud to himself and wondered if she was Jewish or Polish. "Probably a Pollack" he said. "She better not be late" and he glanced at his watch. It was 3 minutes to 4:00 PM.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: My Little Model [guy for rp and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>21-06-2009, 07:54:47</strong>
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				Nadine continued to look through the suburb for the correct address, staring around frantically for the house. She started to run down the blocks, and she finally found the correct one, staring at it. That particular bad feeling egged at her heart again, but she walked up to the door, knocking loudly, placing her arms behind her as she watched the door.
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				Title: <strong>Re: My Little Model [guy for rp and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>guy for rp</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 02:05:44</strong>
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				David wanted a drink....bad! It was almost 4:00PM and this last appointment was scheduled way too late according to him. For the price they were paying her, he thought they must have been sympathetic to what probably was her college schedule and scheduled it this late. <br><br>He wondered if he had a moment for a quick cigarette and glanced at his watch. It was a minute past four and as he walked to get his pack of cigarettes, there was a knock on the door. "Fuck" he said and walked towards the door. He needed a cigarette, a vodka and a painless last appointment he thought as he walked to the door. David opened the door and looked at an extremely nervous but very pretty young girl standing outside. "Nadia?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: My Little Model [guy for rp and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 04:30:18</strong>
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				"Nadine," she corrected nervously, staring up at the man. He was a good 20 years older than her, though he had a certain attractive-ness about him. She shook the thought out of her head and tried to give the man a smile, but it faltered a bit under his gaze. <br><br>"Um...I checked and double-checked, and I think this is the right address I'm looking for, but..." She sighed, gulping a bit and staring down at her feet. One could tell she wasn't good at communicating with others, especially strangers. But she gulped it down and stared at him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: My Little Model [guy for rp and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>guy for rp</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 04:45:23</strong>
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				He wanted to say "Yeah....Yeah! Same thing" but she was pretty attractive. He smiled and said "I'm sorry. It's been a long day and I had a lot of clients. If you're looking for The Steven Modelling agency you're in the right place". <br><br>He watched her nervousness and asked "First time modelling Nadine?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: My Little Model [guy for rp and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>22-06-2009, 10:23:25</strong>
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				Nadine nodded lightly, glad she had found the right place. And he seemed nice enough, even though she knew that this was not one of the top things on his priority list. She tried to smile at him again, but just couldn't bring herself to do it properly, not when that egging feeling was still in her gut.<br><br>"Yes, this will be my first time. I...I'm not too good at it yet, so forgive me if I don't meet up to your standards," she said, bowing a bit in a respectful manner.
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				Title: <strong>Re: My Little Model [guy for rp and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>guy for rp</strong> on <strong>24-06-2009, 05:17:46</strong>
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				David surpressed a laugh at just how nervous she was. He smiled and reached out his hand, "I'm Dave" as he started to study her. He became 'Dave' when he was trying to be friendly and he felt like 'Dave' around her. <br><br>"Come on in", he motioned to her and led her into his office area. He wondered why he didn't clean it up so that it would make a better first impression. He needed for her to be impressed with the place but it's current state wasn't helping.
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				Title: <strong>Re: My Little Model [guy for rp and Risa]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Risa</strong> on <strong>28-06-2009, 04:28:38</strong>
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				She blinked at him, surprised. Nadine had come here under the impression that they were going to be professional, and only that. So the informal shortened version of his name confused her. Why was he being so nice? Wasn't he just in this to make money?<br><br>Nadine hid her hands deep in her pockets, not making direct eye contact with "Dave", but staring around the house instead. It was not business-like at all, but just a normal middle-aged guy's house. That eased the heavy feeling in her heart as they headed to his office.
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