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Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude words. It's
fairly tame, and I'm pretty broad-minded, but the decency laws in most states
would require it not be read by persons under 18. Also, if you're offended
by adult themes, you should probably leave now. More importantly, this tale
features women presented as sexual objects. There is nothing wrong with this,
as they are only fictional characters. I urge readers, especially young males,
to not regard real women in this way.
This work, including the synopsis in the appendix, are © 2001 the
author. If you're interested in making one of these ideas into a movie, drop
me a line. I can have a first draft within a week. :)
There is no Nicola. All characters are fictitious. The situations are
made-up, if somewhat inspired by those 'Centerfold Screentest' videos. There
are a few names here that resemble those of real people: those people never
took part in the fictional events portrayed, and no defamation is intended.
This is only a fantasy, so any similarity to real persons and events is pure
coincidence.
Special thanks to Maria Gonzales for the use of her character names Patricia
Cruz and Britney Young.
"This will be a bikini audition," Nicola's agent had told her
on the phone. "Wear your string bikini, the pink one, it's the most
revealing. Of course, that's just for starters. They'll expect you to show
some skin."

"Uh-huh," was Nicola's only response to this, as she jotting
down the details of the audition. Less than six months ago, she'd been a
young model, earning a living in her native Melbourne doing fashion, swimwear
and some lingerie work. The thought of "showing some skin" had
horrified her. Then she'd found a new agent. Suddenly, nude work didn't seem
so bad. In fact, it was pretty neat! She'd begun shedding her inhibitions,
and her clothes for her first nude layout in magazine, when her agent suggested
she move to Los Angeles and start branching out.

"The movie's called 'Bikini Bandits'. It's a T and A comedy, the
usual stuff. You'll be reading for the part of Kelly. I'll send you over
a tape of their last movie, 'Bikini Stewardesses' with your audition piece-
give you an idea of what the part involves."

Nicola already had a fair idea of what the part involved. It was the audition
she was nervous about. She stood nude in front of her bedroom mirror, admiring
her 20-year-old body. It was flawless, no work done and none needed. She
had silky brown hair, and the bluest eyes ever. Her breasts were perfect,
large enough to sway gracefully when she went bra-less, but no so large that
they sagged. Her nipples, soft and pink, puckered as if expecting a kiss.
Her stomach was smooth and trim, not an ounce of fat, the legacy of a model's
diet and exercise regime. Nicola had a rich, all-over tan, also a legacy
from the old days, but back then she'd got it through sun-bed sessions, while
these days she just saved herself a few bucks and tanned nude in the backyard,
not caring who happened to be looking in. Her pubic hair was trimmed into
a furry stripe, leading down toward her pussy. Nicola idly slide a couple
fingers into herself. The change in her career had heightened her sexual
desire. She had sex with far more men these days, and even started masturbating
to get herself through the day.

"One last thing," her agent had said. "I've called in a
favor and got you the last slot in the line-up. It's a big advantage to a
girl, so don't waste it." Nicola didn't quite know what he meant by
that. She'd only been in LA for a couple of weeks, and only been to a couple
of auditions. Mostly her agent had set her up to "entertain" industry
men. Most of this entertainment had involved Nicola performing impromptu
strip revues in hotel suites, or giving blow-jobs in limos to horny studio
execs, but she didn't mind. It was helping her career by networking, and,
to be honest, she was starting to enjoy it.

That night, Nicola had learned her lines and watched "Bikini Stewardesses".
It was actually quite funny, and the girls were very pretty. There was lots
of gratuitous nudity, but nothing Nicola couldn't do herself. There were
even a couple of naked guys in there, though of course they didn't get anywhere
near the amount of exposure of the female stars. In fact, Nicola mused to
herself, the girls are really the stars of the movie, the guys are only there
to add a romantic subplot.

Standing naked in front of her mirror, Nicola began to tie her bikini
on. It was, to say the least, brief. The bottom consisted of a small, pink
wedge which covered her pussy, and then disappeared into a thin string which
slid deliciously between her legs and up between her butt cheeks. It tied
together in a bow, which hung conspiciously off the side, daring anyone to
strip Nicola nude just by giving it a gentle tug. The top was just as brief,
two small triangles which covered the nipples, tied about Nicola's chest
with a thin spaghetti string. Her impressive cleavage heaved precariously
outward, and it looked like Nicola's tits were about to burst forth at any
minute. The final touch was a pair of matching high-heels, to showcase her
model's legs.

She arrived at the audition, wearing a short satin robe over her bikini,
and carrying her handbag. The building was a non-descript office, in one
of the quieter areas of Santa Monica. Nicola entered, a little nervous. The
receptionist got her to sign a release, and directed her down the hall to
the waiting room. There were four other girls, all dressed in bikinis, standing
around. Some did their make-up, others looked through their audition pieces.
No-one spoke. Nicola smiled nervously to her competitors, but none smiled
back. Nicola stripped off her robe and folded it into her bag. She adjusted
the strings on her bikini top, tugged at them to make her boobs bounce. It
didn't need adjusting, but she wanted to psyche the others out abit.

A woman entered from a door marked "Private". She was an attractive
brunette, somewhere in her 20s, wearing a sexy but professional blue suit,
consisting of a short skirt, and a blouse opened just enough to make out
her bra-less breasts. Her face was beautiful, but businesslike, with her
gold rimmed glasses and hair pinned back. Still, there was something familiar
about her.

"Good afternoon, girls. My name is Jennifer, and I'm the production
manager for 'Bikini Bandits'. I know how nerve-racking these auditions can
be, so please just try and relax and have some fun." She smiled at them,
and Nicola immediately felt herself at ease.

The five actresses filed through the door Jennifer had just come through.
Nicola felt like a champion racehorse on display, a fine young philly. Head
up, chest proudly pushed out, she strode in just as she used to do on the
catwalk. They entered what must be a conference room. The end they were in
was brightly lit by windows and a skylight, and there was a video camera
set up near by. The gloomy far end held a circular table, surrounded by chairs.
Nicola could make out someone sitting in one of the chairs, but it was too
dark to see. She knew from her limited experience it was probably the director,
or maybe a producer.

Jennifer put the actresses in a prearranged line up, with Nicola at the
end on the right. She guessed this was the "last slot" her agent
mentioned, but she failed to see how it helped her. Jennifer looked down
the room toward whoever-he-was, and he gave her a nod.

"OK, girls, the movie's called 'Bikini Bandits', a sexy comedy that's
going to need a perky and very uninhibited lead for the role of Kelly."
Her spiel was quickly putting the starlets as ease, and Nicola could feel
the earlier atmosphere dissolve. Jennifer had a warm friendly smile, which
she beamed at the line-up of near-naked thespians. "Pay will be triple-scale.
The part does require some nudity, but it's very tasteful." Yeah, right,
thought Nicola with a smirk. It's a real Halle Berry part, right for the
character and not just gratuitous. "It can only be one of you,"
Jennifer continued, "But I'll wish all of you the best of luck. So,
starting with the girl on the left down here, I want you to introduce yourselves
to us all."

The first girl, at the end furthermost from Nicola, was a short blonde,
with a pretty face and the most enormous tits Nicola had ever seen. However,
she'd foolishly chosen a one-piece swimsuit that hid most of her body. "Hi,
I'm Darcy, an aspiring actress from San Fernando."

"Done much work?" asked Jennifer. Darcy gave a shy smile. "No,
not yet. I've been to a few auditions, though."

The next girl was also quite short, Hispanic, with good sized boobs and
a lovely sweet face. "I'm Carina," she introduced herself. "I'm
spending my vacation in LA, and just trying to get some summer work."

The third girl was another blonde, very tall and skinny. She had quite
small tits, but they pushed her bikini top quite far out. Nicola ruefully
remembered that men liked skinny women with perky breasts. "I'm Alison,
and I've been in a couple of movies already, hoping that 'Bikini Bandits'
will be next."

"I had leads in 'Undercover Cheerleaders' and 'Kristi Ducati's Bikini
School', and I just did a video shoot in the Bahamas for a tape called 'Supermodel
Skinnydip Party'."

"Good," replied Jennifer, making notes on a clipboard.

The fourth girl was black, with lovely dark skin. She, too, wore a string
bikini, cunningly choosing black to make it look like she was naked even
when wearing the suit. "I'm Julie, I'm a dancer, but I want to branch
out into acting."

"Do you mean stripper?" Jennifer asked.

"Uh, yeah," Julie replied. Silently, Nicola breathed a sigh
of relief. She's blown it now. "Which club?" asked Jennifer. "Headlights,"
Julie blurted. Yup, she'd definitely blown it. It was obvious she didn't
enjoy stripping, and was embarrassed by her job.

"Hi, I'm Nicola," she introduced herself, smiling for her audience.
"But my friends call me 'Knickers'".

"That's a very sexy accent. Are you Australian?" Jennifer asked.

"Thank-you, yes. I'm from Melbourne. I was a model back home, but
my agent has brought me over here to try movies."

"What sort of modelling work did you do?" Jennifer asked. Nicola
smiled, she wasn't going to make the same mistake as Julie. "Nude modelling.
I used to do fashion, but I reckoned my best assets weren't being fully appreciated."
She gave a naughty smile, which got a laugh from Jennifer. She made some
more notes on her clipboard, and then announced, "Alright, girls, let's
get those bikini tops off."

Nicola tugged at the string behind her back, and then pulled her bikini
top over her head. She tossed her hair slightly as she did so, ostensibly
to free the tangle of bikini string, but also to allow her now uncovered
boobs to wobble. Alison, the pro, didn't bat an eyelid either, and was quickly
as topless as Nicola. Julie quickly stripped off too, but in Nicola's opinion
it was a workmanlike performance. Darcy looked momentarily surprised, but
seeing the other's removing their tops, she began struggling to pull her
impractical one-piece down to her waist. Carina also took a moment to take
in the direction, but was soon out of her top, too, her tawny tits swinging
easily.

"Nice, very nice," said Jennifer as she surveyed the bare-breasted
starlets before her. Nicola quickly slipped into a classic model's pose,
chin up, chest thrust forward, hands on hips, one leg slightly forward, and
an easy-going smile on her lips. She had a fabulous rack, and she wanted
the unseen producer to know it. The other girls stood a little uneasy, with
hands at their sides. Nicola was happily topless, pointing her boobs in the
direction of her producer. She breathed easily, her chest rising and falling
with each breath. She wanted them to know she loved to be naked, would be
perfect for any role that required nudity, would be more than happy to shake
her bare tits on cue if the movie required it.

Jennifer moved back toward the dimly-lit conference table. She leaned
over to whisper with the seated producer. Nicola noticed that, in their current
position, he could probably see down Jennifer's blouse. Well, that just gave
her an extra pair of tits to compete with. She stretched, cat-like, pushing
her boobs further forward.

After they finished, Jennifer approached the front of room. "Thanks.
You can get dressed again now." All five girls rearranged themselves
back into their bikini tops. Jennifer continued: "Next, I'll have you
do a reading one by one, starting with Darcy. If the rest of you will return
to the waiting room."

Nicola filed out with the remaining three girls. They sat in silence again.
Nicola felt a little odd, sitting around an office in the revealing bikini.
It was a bit like being naked in public. Sure, she'd worn bikinis before,
even in her old modelling days when she'd been a total prude, but this was
different. Back then, she'd been modelling the suit. Now, she was modelling
her own body, showing off as much of it as possible in order to get the part.
That was what was so good about the change in her career, it made her feel
so aware of her own body. She was gorgeous, and she wanted everyone to know
it. Her sexuality had been awakened. Nicola shifted her position in the chair,
crossing and uncrossing her smooth, tanned legs. The plastic contours of
the seat seemed to grope her practically-bare ass. She was getting horny
again.

Jennifer would come in every half an hour or so to bring in the next girl.
Nicola never saw them exit, so she supposed they were leaving by another
door in the conference room. They went in the order of the line-up, leaving
Nicola for last. She sat, alone and nervous, thinking about her audition.
She needed to do something daring, something really hot to grab their attention.
Toss the bikini now, and do the rest of the audition nude? No, they'd want
to see her strip. They'd ask her to take it off at some point, but if Nicola
could anticipate that, and get herself naked without them asking her, that
would impress them. She needed an excuse, some way to "accidentally"
lose what little clothes she had on. Nicola was still thinking when Jennifer
came for her.

"Nicola, come on in," she said, flashing that warm smile of
hers.

Nicola entered back into the office. To her surprise, the room was now
much better lit. She could see the conference table clearly, and the man
who sat at it. He was middle aged, with grey hair. He wore an open shirt,
and Nicola could see grey chest hairs peeking out. Jennifer led her over
to him. "Nicola, this is the producer of 'Bikini Bandits', Mr. Spinetti."

"How do you do, Nicola," he said, and offered his hand. As he
was still seated, Nicola had to bend over to shake it. As she did so, her
top hung open, and Nicola realised Mr. Spinetti could see pretty much all
of her boobs right down to the nipple. Well, she thought, I might as well
give him a show.

"Please, call me Knickers. It's a pleasure to meet you," Nicola
replied, as he took her proffered hand. She leaned further forward, giving
him a better view of her bulging tits. Mr. Spinetti's eyes flashed from Nicola's
face to her cleavage and back again. Most of the front of her chest was exposed
by the bikini, and she could feel his hot breath on her breasts. Nicola gave
him a warm inviting smile, letting him know it was OK to look. He got the
hint, and returned to staring at the swell of Nicola's perfect bosom as it
threatened to pop out of her bikini top. "The pleasure is all mine,"
Mr. Spinetti said without looking up from Nicola's chest. He shook her hand,
causing her breasts to wobble. "That's a cute nickname. I bet there's
a funny story behind it."

"Yeah," Nicola replied. "I was 16, at school. We had P.E.
one day, only I forgot to wear any underwear. I didn't remember until I was
changing into my P.E. gear. So the girls started calling me Knickers. It
kinda stuck with me." Nicola blushed as Mr. Spinetti and Jennifer chuckled.
In fact it was a little white lie, her agent had dreamt up the nickname a
few months ago.

"Alright," said Mr. Spinetti, getting back to business. "We're
going to be taping this audition, if that's OK?"

"That's fine," replied Nicola. Mr. Spinetti had reluctantly
torn his attention from the show, so Nicola stood up straight to show off
her body in a different position.

"We're going to have you read, and then we'll need to see you dance,
and then... we'd like to see you take some clothes off."

"Sure," said Nicola with a laugh, "I'm practically there
already." She ran her hand down her bare stomach, emphasising her near-nudity.

Jennifer led Nicola over to her mark, and then stepped behind the camera.
The red light winked on, and it was time for Nicola to convince Mr. Spinetti
to cast her. She put on her best party-girl smile and looked down the lens
as sexy as the near-naked Australian starlet could.

"Hi, my name is Nicola, but you can call me Knickers. I'm 20 years
old, and a model and aspiring actress from Melbourne, Australia. I'm 5'9",
and my measurements are 38, 25, 35." Each number was accompanied by
her hands indicating what was what; cupping her breasts, sliding down her
abdomen, and ending up on her hips. "Are they real?" Mr. Spinetti
asked, eyeing her tits. Nicola giggled, "They sure are!"

"Alright, Knickers," said Jennifer, playfully savoring the nickname.
"The scene you'll be reading is just after Kelly has been robbed by
the Bikini Bandits. You're standing on the highway with your best friend,
wondering what to do next." Nicola, of course, already knew the piece
off by heart. For the sake of her career she only had to pretend to be a
bimbo, not actually be one.

"'Kelly!'" said Jennifer, reading the other part, "'what
happened to you?'"

"'I was robbed,'" Nicola replied. "'These masked girls
in bikinis held me up, stole all my money, and took all my clothes!'"

Nicola mimed trying to cover her body, one arm across her boobs, the other
hand on her crotch. She was wearing the string bikini, of course, but it
wasn't hard to imagine her naked. The part required her to try and cover
her tits without actually covering her tits. 'Kelly' punctuated the words
with a casual flick of her hands, which of course revealed the parts she
was trying to hide.

"'I can't go to spring break naked,'" Nicola continued, "'I'll
need at least some clothes to take off.'"

"'There's a bar not far from here,'" read Jennifer, "'But
with no money, I don't know what we'll do.'"

"'It's OK, men always tend to get real generous when I'm naked,'"
Nicola quipped.

"'It's a biker bar. Pretty rough crowd.'"

"'Well, I'll do anything to get some clothes.'" Nicola emphasised
the 'anything' to let the viewer know they'll what to keep watching. "'Then
I swear I'll get those Bikini Bandits back for what they did to me!'"

In the script, Kelly and her friend started to walk down the highway.

"'This must be pretty embarrassing for you,'" said Jennifer.
"'Nah, it's OK,'" Nicola replied. "'I'm a nurse. I'm used
to people seeing me naked.'"

"'Don't you mean you're used to seeing other people naked?'"
read Jennifer.

"'No,'" Nicola replied with a naughty smile.

"Cut," called Mr. Spinetti with a laugh. "Great Knickers,
I love the way you play the humor in that."

"Yeah, it's pretty funny." Nicola replied. It was silly, but
funny all the same.

"You're playing Kelly as quite witty and savvy," said Mr. Spinetti.
"How about we go through it again, thi
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