Thread: Sexploited Planet - darkangel76 & Little Rooster

Heart thumping, Kyle could feel the bile rising in her throat as a fresh wave of nerves washed over her. There was a sudden creak of the door as it moved open, letting the tiniest breezes rush over and caressing the exposed skin of her face and arms. Almost immediately, goose bumps formed over her pale flesh of her slender arms, but she resisted the urge to rub at them. Instead, her hands moved to grip the fabric of her blue skirt, knuckles whitening slightly as she dared to take that bold step forwardthe one that would alter her life forever. And with each step she tookclack, clack...echoed, her shoesshe could feel Alicia's grin behind her broadening. Kyle took a deep breath, her pale eyes meeting those of Mr. Leber's for a brief moment before she turned her gaze away. She wasn't sure why she couldn't look at him. Was she ashamed of what she was about to do? Embarrassed? Afraid? As her mind swirled, she realized that she knew the answer. It was all of them and so much more. Honestly, she had no idea what to expect, yet at the same time she could harbor so many guesses. She knew she didn't want to live as the dregs of the Earth and wanted to believe she was more than what she was, but... All she was... was a pretty face. Kyle had often times heard the words, that saying so lucky to be pretty. Perhaps there was a reason for it and it meant there was a better life out there for her. With all that she was, she wanted to believe it. Swallowing down the lump that had suddenly formed in her throat, she watched Mr. Leber as he began to go about what seemed his typical businessgathering up the paperwork, his mouth forming words as he started asking questions. His questions only made her head swim, her skin feel cold, as her cheeks grew hot. Biting down on her lip, she pushed at her strawberry blonde hair and flicked it over her shoulder. Gathering up some courage and not wanting to ruin any of her chances, she opened her mouth to speak. At first, she couldn't find her voice it had gone so dry. Clearing her throat and licking her lips, she tried again, a nervous giggle escaping her lips as she dared to look at Mr. Leber as she attempted to answer a second time. I understand, Kyle began, nodding her head. Reddish curls bounced against slim shoulders and her grip on her skirt loosened. Her blue eyes shifted to the seat set up for her and she lowered herself down upon it. Looking up at Mr. Leber, she smiled, though it was clear she was still quite nervous. I'm ready, she swallowed again and let out a tiny puff of air. My name is Kyle Maddox. I'm nineteen and heterosexual... her voice trailed and her blue eyes averted. Kyle could feel that heat rising in her face again. These questions were definitely personal, yet she had to speak so freely about them to a stranger, her boss, someone who was about to take pictures of her. Suddenly, she could feel her cheeks burning even more. Blinking rapidly, she shifted slightly in her seat and crossed her legs causing her skirt to rise just a bit up leg exposing more of the calf. She knew she had to get a grip on herself and get over things fast. These were just standard questions. Every applicant answered these, not just her. So why she was getting herself all in a tizzy, she wasn't sure. But then, she truly did know why. This was her life her, her future. She was taking a big step and risk. And... Looking up at Mr. Leber, she grinned sheepishly. I'm a virgin, she squeaked. She hoped that her sexual status didn't count against hera part of her worried greatly about that. Having no experience at all? How could the porn industry possibly want someone like her? She probably sealed her fate and would be back by Alicia's side in a matter of seconds. Kyle knew her face was red and she could feel her eyes beginning to water, but she blinked the tears away. Trying her best to keep the tiny grin on her face, she just kept her eyes focused on Mr. Leber as she waited to hear more questions and the outcome of her fate after dropping that bomb of an answer.