Chapter 27: Rashmika is Ready

“Rashmika Mandanna!”

“Yes, I am here.” She got up quickly.

The girl with the clipboard nodded “You can go in now.”

“I am...” Rashmika walked up to her “I am supposed to demo in two outfits, one sexy dress and one bikini.”

The girl nodded “I know.”

“Where can I change?” Rashmika asked.

“It’s a theatre room, there are changing rooms on one side.”

“Ok. Thank you.”

Rashmika took off her jacket and put it on the chair where she had been waiting. This is it, she told herself. This is the big chance. She had been doing this for three years now. Ever since she found out that her dad’s salary would not be enough to fund her education and her own graduation degree was less than useless to get a job she had looked for an alternate way to earn money. She had always been a pretty girl but as she had grown up she had become a stunning beauty. There were always guys around her, in the street, in the college, anywhere she went she got so much attention that it had become a part of her life.

Then one day her friend Nikki had suggested that she should try modelling. The idea had appealed to Rashmika. Modelling was known to be one of the rare jobs where the pay was good and the hours were not long. She could also attend her classes in the free time and do modelling whenever a job came up. The pay will be at least enough to pay for her education and earn some pocket money.

It had not been that easy. She had applied to many modelling contests which had cost some money as well but with no result. Then Nikki had found her a photographer who was willing to make her portfolio for free. Free in this case was not really free. He expected Rashmika to pay for the photos with her body. Rashmika had had many boyfriends and loved sex. She had thought about it all of five minutes before saying yes.

She had loved the photoshoot. The sex with the photographer was not great but Rashmika was great at it and that had made him get hooked on her. He had fucked her every time they met but in return he had not only done her portfolio but also sent her to some people who hired models for their ads. By now Rashmika knew how the industry worked. She got the jobs. Many times she only had to flirt with the man who was going to sign off on the job, but if she had to suck him, she didn’t hesitate. It was less common that she would have to spread her legs for the boss but it did happen, especially for the bigger jobs.

In her personal life, she started dating male models that she met. They were invariably good looking men but also quite vain and often boring. Unlike Rashmika who was beautiful and great at sex, they never learnt any skills because they were so good looking. Rashmika found that she enjoyed seducing the big, powerful bosses much more. Nikki often called her whore in joke, but Rashmika never denied it. She used her looks, her body, her skills to get what she wanted. If she didn’t she would not even be able to go to college.

As she was getting interested in this field, she had enrolled in Masters degree in Mass Communication rather than business as she had been planning originally. Modelling was a good job but it was very competitive and not regular. Rashmika did a lot of other things to augment her income but her biggest income was still from modelling. So far with her income she had been able to pay for her education, maintain her own expenses, help with her sister’s education and even contribute to the family budget sometimes. But now her father was about to retire from his job and the family income would reduce drastically. Rashmika’s course still had two years go to and she didn’t want to give it up. She was enjoying it and had a big hope to become an actress some day, at least on TV if not the big budget Bollywood films.

She had been trying hard to find modelling jobs to deal with the upcoming financial crisis. At a time like this the requirement from Maharaja hotel for two brand ambassadors had been a godsend. Brand ambassador job was the best and all models tried their best to get those. Those jobs gave them the most exposure in the field and gave them a regular, guaranteed income for a year. The money that Maharaja were offering would take care of Rashmika’s problems and she would even be able to give up one or two of her other part-time jobs.

But Rashmika had no delusions. The ambassador job will be easy to do but it won’t be easy to get. The competition for this was fierce. Usually companies only appointed one brand ambassadors and there were more than a hundred applications for it. The Maharaja needed two ambassadors, and her agent had told there were at least two hundred applications. She had heard some whispered rumours that there were about five hundred girls applying.