I will share with you though my no nonsense attitude to getting into it.
I was young, dumb (well compared to what I was about to learn) and yet to be filled with cum.
Id actually been thinking more of glamour modelling than porno. You know lads mags where the girls prance around in their bikinis or dare to go topless or sometimes bare all save a carefully placed hand. Sophisticated and sexy stuff. I knew I didn’t have the greatest pair of baps but I figured that the demand for girls willing to do this was huge. Hell, none of the girls I knew would strip off in public and therefore they (my soon to be employers) would most probably accept my small chest gratefully. I was oblivious to the suggestion that all girls in porn have big tits, though this isn’t completely true but more on that later. It didn’t occur to me until the first magazine editor said to me ‘don’t get a boob job’. Why on earth would I do that? I thought. It all started to make sense in the following months.
So I was going to be one of those babes in FHM.
When I got to the first modelling agency I was asked to fill out a form with all my personal info and contact details. At the bottom it had a section of boxes to be checked where applicable. It started off with words like fashion, lingerie, topless, classic nude and then went on to say open leg, insertions (fingers or toys). I thought for a minute and realised there are only so many men’s magazines on the market and if I was only going to go as far as flashing my tits I would be over and done with in this business in about a week. So I though about all the top shelf magazines. Id looked at these with my boyfriend and they were harmless and looked fun so I ticked the boxes.
As far as I was concerned if I was going to get my tits out for the lads then I might as well get it all out. I’ve always been a firm believer in the saying “If a jobs worth doing its worth doing properly”.
TBC…
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Wholeheartedly agree. Once you're naked, you've shown everything anyway!
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