The Agency

CHAPTER 5

When I returned to Los Angeles, I took the opportunity to rest. My tour with Taylor Swift had gone great but it had taken a lot out of me. I used the time off to also visit with some of my buddies, who I hadn't seen in three months.

They asked a lot of questions about what my new job was and why I spent so much time on the road. I couldn't tell them the actual nature of my new job, so I tried to tell the least descriptive lie I could and change the subject. It was good to be back home and spend time with friends, but I knew it would be short lived. The next day I was to report to "The Agency" and I was sure I would be given my next assignment.

I arrived promptly for my meeting with Eliza. I was still new to the company and was trying to make a good impression. The older receptionist, who I found out was named Gladdis, told me to go on back to Eliza's office. I walked back and opened the office door.

Eliza sat at her desk filling out paperwork of some sort. She looked up and smiled gesturing for me to sit down at the chair in front of her. She continued with her paperwork as I got seated and I tried to stay quiet as to not interrupt her train of thought.

It had been a while since I had seen Eliza and I had forgotten how pretty she actually was. My drunk night with her was a blur, and I couldn't remember much about it. She was a sexy lady though. Not in a slutty way, but more like the type of woman you would marry or take home to your parents. Today she wore a short green dress that showed off her nicely tanned arms and legs. The color played well with her brunette hair and made her green eyes pop. Her hair was thick and slightly curled, extending down her dress and resting lightly on top of her breasts. The dress was form fitting, but didn't show much skin. Her breasts were on the larger end, probably a C cup pushing toward a D. She didn't have much of a stomach but did have some nice curves. The dress accentuated her wide hips and nicely hugged her meaty ass. I could see why I went up to her that night more than three months ago, and I was now glad that I had the courage to approach someone that was so obviously out of my league.

Eliza put down her pen and closed the folder with the papers she had been writing on.

"Welcome back," she smiled, "how did you enjoy your first assignment?"

"It went really well, I thought. Taylor seemed to have a good time and I know that I did. I was a little worn out but the last few days have allowed me to recover."

"That's good! Taylor actually called us up personally and gave you a great review and said that she would like to hire you again in the future. That is what we want are return customers, so you did an excellent job."

I was relieved to hear this, even though I knew that Taylor had a good time. I was more worried about The Agency wanting to use me again and a positive review would only help my cause.

"Today you will get your new assignment, but first we have something else planned," Eliza continued, "Much like any other industry, professional training is vital for improving your craft. Professional athletes have training camp. Business people go to seminars. It is necessary to learn in order to get better and improve our product, which is you. Today, we are going to put you through our "Training Camp". We will be covering a long list of topics with a variety of professionals to help ensure that our clients are satisfied with our product. Here is a list of what we will be covering and a notebook for you to take notes in."

Eliza handed me a small notebook and piece of paper. I looked over the paper which listed off a variety of topics to be covered hroughout the day. I began to read the bulleted topics:

- Manners

- Hospitality

- Clothing Style

- Body Grooming and Hygine