Chapter 1

Lexi modeled to pay her way through school and was quite frustrated with all the internet ads looking for porn models. Porn was not something she wanted to do, but she got one too many offers from one too many slime balls. She didn't mind posing nude for art classes but she drew the line when it came to anything explicit. It was quite frustrating to see ads that read:

Nude Film Stars Wanted

Exotic Dancers

Ladies! Make Quick Cash! Nudity Required For Adult Films

Be The Next Jenna Jameson!

When she read these headlines all she could do was roll her eyes at the unoriginality. But then she found an ad that caught her attention, which read:

Agent Seeking Muse...

She stared at it for awhile. It was simple yet intriguing so she opened it. It read:

I am seeking a non-traditional model to be a muse. If you are chosen, you will be paid generously. This is not an ad for porn or otherwise. If you are interested please contact me at and we can set up an interview.

Thank you

She looked at it over and over and wondered if this was for real. She decided to take a gamble and e-mail the person who put the ad out. She even included a recent picture of herself.

Hello,

I am a local model who saw your ad on the board. I have had some experience posing for college art classes and your ad seemed intriguing. My name is Lexi Morgan and you can contact me at 555-1234. That is my cell phone.

I look forward to speaking with you.

And then she hit the send button. She hoped that she wouldn't regret her decision. About an hour later she was still on the net and her cell phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Hello is this Miss Morgan?" Asked a mechanical sounding male voice on the other end.

"Yes." Lexi answered. "May I ask who is calling?"

"I believe you answered my ad." Said the voice.

"Oh yes." Lexi said with a happy tone in her voice.

"My name is Connor Smith as you know, I am looking for a muse." He said.

"Yes, I read that in your ad."

"Would you like to meet over lunch sometime this weekend?" He asked.

"Uh yes, actually that would be great. There's a place along northwest 23rd called Kornblatt's, we could meet there say on Saturday at around 1 p.m.?"

"Sounds like a plan, Miss Morgan. I look forward to meeting with you. I do have to say I was quite impressed with the picture you sent."

"Oh thank you. And I look forward to meeting with you too. By the way, how will I recognize you?"

"You won't miss me. I will be wearing a dark suit with a white shirt and a black tie with a silver tie clip." He told her.

She thought that to be a little odd. But for all she knew he could be an eccentric millionaire who like dressing up on the weekends.

"Okay, I will you see on Saturday." She said.

"I look forward to meeting you. See you then."

"You too."

And then she hung up.

"Okay what the fuck did I just do?" She said out loud to herself.

She never met people she didn't know over the internet, but yet there was something about him that piqued her curiosity. Hopefully the meeting with this Connor Smith would turn out to be something good.