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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 is (C) 2002 the author. Permission is granted to freely
distribute, provided it is not altered in any way. It may not be
posted to any website or included in any archive without the
author's permission.

There is no Nicola. All characters are fictitious. The situations
are made-up. This is only a fantasy, so any similarity to real
persons, events & institutions is pure coincidence.

Author's note: The "Nicola Adventures" are a series of erotic
stories about an Australian model-turned-actress who travels to
Hollywood to find stardom. They are to date: (in reading order) 


1. Nicola's Hot Screen Test
2. Nicola & the Helpful Angel
3. Bikini Audition
4. Shutterbug Starlets
5. Bikini Stewardesses Go Mile High
6. Hollywood Party Hostesses
7. Nicola: Live & Uncensored
8. Carwash Cuties 
9. Nicola Gets A Woody
10. Bikini Christmas Carol
11. Sex Kitten
12. Bikini Audition 2: The Wrath of Angela <-
13. Best in Show
14. Knickers Down in Acapulco

Please don't email me asking for the other stories. Visit the
website at http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/knickers/www . As well as all the
episodes, you'll find author's notes, reader feedback, and movie
reviews.

Feel free to drop me a line, but please keep it relevant to this
story, positive or negative. I'msarah7932_cutthisbit@yahoo.co.uk

Author's note: This story celebrates my first anniversary of
writing Nicola Adventures for ASS* (it's also my 14th). I'd like
to thank everyone who's read & enjoyed my work, and especially
those of you who have emailed me with your responses and ideas.
My list of future stories (see the web/ftp site) should see
Nicola getting naked at least till 2003.

Bikini Audition 2: The Wrath of Angela (MF exhib)

Angela Monroe was one angry young woman. For more than half a
year her career as a Hollywood starlet had been dogged by a
certain Australian ex-model: Nicola Baron. Since that little
hussy had appeared she'd been nothing but trouble for the slim,
sexy, raven-haired Angela.

To recall their past encounters made Angela furious. The casting
auditions, where Nicola had shamelessly flaunted her naked body,
getting parts that should've gone to her.

Then there was the party that Scott Keen threw. Angela, Nicola,
and another starlet named Dizzy were 'hostesses', serving drinks
(and alot more besides) to a roomful of Hollywood producers.
Angela and Nicola had made a bet, with the loser being forced to
strip naked and walk through the hotel. Even though it was a
draw, Nicola had insisted they both had to pay the forfeit.
Angela still remembered the embarrassment, made even worse by the
fact that the Aussie slut actually enjoyed parading her nude body
in public.

Last Christmas, Angela had come up with the perfect gift for the
president of the TNA cable-TV network. She had arranged to have
herself gift-wrapped and delivered right to his office, so she
could surprise him with her naked, tantalizing body. But Nicola
had stuck her big nose in and changed the plan. Instead, Angela
had found herself in the locker-room of the LA Lakers. She hadn't
been able to sit down for a week.

Just when Angela thought she'd finally got Nicola right where she
wanted her, the Aussie slut always managed to turn the tables on
her. Like the time Angela's movie had beat Nicola's at the 2001
"Woodys". Smug in the knowledge that her win would bring her the
fame she deserved, Angela had opened Variety the next morning
only to find her press had been stolen by Nicola. On the
frontpage where there should've been pictures of Angela with her
award, instead there were paparazzi pictures of Nicola fucking
Kristi Ducati backstage at the ceremony!

And "The Tony Moroni Show". It turned out her and Nicola's
double-booking on the talkshow was just an excuse to get them
naked and slippery for a bikini oil wrestling grudge match. That
had suited Angela just fine- the buff beauty had easily trounced
the big- boobed Nicola. There she was, standing over her naked
and humiliated rival. But who was declared the winner? Nicola!

And the carwash promotion! That one really got Angela mad. They'd
made another bet, one that Angela had completely in the bag. But,
as always, things wound up going in Nicola's favor. Neither of
them won, and the two starlets paid the forfeit- they'd had sex
on live TV. Once again, Nicola had enjoyed making a spectacle of
herself, while Angela slinked away naked and humiliated.

Well not again! The gorgeous dark-haired vixen was determined to
get her revenge on Nicola. And she had just the plan in mind...

************

Nicola drove up into the sumptuous grounds of a very
grand-looking West Hollywood mansion. Parking her little
convertible, Nicola stared open-mouth up the beautiful
Spanish-style villa she had arrived in. The sexy starlet imagined
how wealthy its owner must be and smiled.

Before she got out of the car, Nicola checked her appearance in
the mirror. The gorgeous 20-year old Australian ran her hands
through her straight brunette hair. Nicola's lovely deep blue
eyes shone back at her from the mirror, and she flashed herself
one of her devastatingly cute smiles.

Nicola had come dressed for her audition in a hot pink bikini
that revealed plenty of her tanned cleavage. Not just any bikini,
though, Nicola had personally chosen a cossie that would really
put her best assets on display. Tiny spaghetti straps held small
triangles of material across her breasts, just enough to cover
her nipples but not mush else. Her bosom heaved outward, as if
about to pop out of the skimpy garment of its own accord. The
bottoms were even more daring- a small v covered her crotch and
then disappeared into a thin g-string that slipped between her
butt cheeks, held together by a knot that sat high on her smooth
naked thigh.

Nicola ran her hand down her naked legs, feeling her smooth
tanned flesh. It was hard to believe how much her career- and
Nicola herself- had changed in less than a year. Nicola had been
a professional model in her native Australia. She smiled to
herself at the memory. She'd been such a prude! Only ever doing
fashion, or swimwear, or maybe chaste lingerie. Then Nicola got a
new agent, and all that changed. She started posing for nude
sets. Her inhibitions melted away, and Nicola found she adored
taking her clothes off on camera. Hollywood had beckoned, and now
Nicola was a starlet.

She mostly did B movies, although 'starlet' was a fairly loose
job description, and Nicola often found herself called up to
perform all sorts of jobs that required gorgeous girls willing to
do more than just flash a pretty smile.

Satisfied that she was looking as hot as possible, Nicola stepped
out of her car. With a click-click-clack of her heels on the
pavement she strode up the front steps of the mansion and rang
the doorbell.

The door swung open and standing before Nicola was too guys who
definitely didn't look like they belonged here. They were both
young, in their early 20s, good-looking if a bit dopey, and
casually dressed in beach shorts and t-shirts. "Whoa!" cried one
of them, "*total* fox!"

Nicola smiled coquettishly at the compliment. "Uh, I'm here for
the audition?" For a moment neither of them answered. They were
both staring at Nicola's body. She gave a toss of her hair and
repeated the question.

"Uh, audition?" One guy looked at her blankly. His friend elbowed
him in the ribs. "Yknow, dude the 'audition'. Sure baby, this is
the right place. Come on in."

Nicola had a funny feeling about these two guys. Something wasn't
right here. But something also told her that an afternoon of fun
lay ahead of her. The guys were still ogling her, their eyes
skimming across her smooth stomach and near-naked breasts. Nicola
gave a wry smile. She struck a model's pose, hands on shapely
hips, boobs thrust forward, chin held high. "Enjoying the view?"
she asked.

The guys snapped out of their daydreaming. "Come on in, make
yourself at home." Nicola strutted into the mansion like she was
parading down a catwalk. An apt simile, as she delighted in her
audience of two. Their eyes were still riveted to her body,
getting a good look at her perfect ass as she walked through the
door and into the spacious lobby.

"Wow, this is quite a place you've got here," Nicola breathed. If
there was one thing that got her hot was wealth. The boys looked
modesty. "Yeah, well, it's a roof over our heads."

"I'm Nicola, by the way. Nicola Baron. You can call me
'Knickers'." She reached out to shake each of their hands. Both
of them stared openly down Nicola's bikini top as their vigorous
handshakes sent her boobs jiggling.

"I'm Wayne," said Wayne, "and this is my buddy Wayne."

"S'up," the other Wayne greeted her. Nicola gave them both
quizzical looks. "And you guys are...?" she asked.

"Well, I'm the producer," said Wayne. "And Wayne here is the
director."

"Dude, that is not cool!" hissed the other Wayne in a
not-so-quiet whisper. "I thought we agreed we were both going to
be producers." In a louder voice he added, "Actually, I am the
director, but I'm another producer too."

Nicola nodded. She was beginning to see where this was going. "I
guess I'm the first girl here, right?"

"Yeah, you're the only one so far," Wayne replied.

Nicola threw him a sultry look. "You better do me now then," she
said in a husky voice.

Wayne was dumbstruck for a moment, but quickly recovered. "Oh,
the audition. Yeah, right. Come on through to the pool."

Wayne and Wayne looked around in slight confusion, as if
wondering which way the pool was. They decided on a direction and
took it. After a short wander through a games room, a ballroom,
and a conservatory Nicola found herself in an indoor pool.

A video camera was set up at one end of the room. The Waynes
briefly argued over who was going to tape the audition, with the
director/producer Wayne sulkily taking position behind the
tripod. Nicola stood before them, waiting for the order to roll.
Ever the model, she slipped into a relaxed pose.

Wayne rubbed his hands together and cast a leering eye over
Nicola. She'd been in this position before, standing before a
camera and strangers wearing very little clothing, and she knew
what was required of her. Nicola smiled at the boys, sensually
wetting her lips. "Shall we start?" she asked.

"Yeah, sure," Wayne replied absently. He looked around, as if
unsure what to do next. Nicola waited patiently with her hands on
hips. The other Wayne was hunched over the camera. Nicola heard
the zoom lens buzz, and she had a funny feeling he was using it
to get a closer look at her cleavage. "Rolling," called Wayne,
with a hungry edge to his voice.

An uneasy silence descended, with the only sounds the whirr of
the camera and the gentle lapping of the water in the pool.
Nicola smiled into the camera, but had nothing to but stand there
waiting for the guys to say something.

"Umm..." said Wayne. "Err..." said the other Wayne. Staring at
Nicola's body, they seemed lost for words. Finally, Wayne had a
brainwave.

"Name?"

"Yeah," said Wayne, "tell us your name."

"Hi," said Nicola down the lens, "my name is Nicola Baron, but my
friends call me 'Knickers'. I'm 20 years old, and come from
Melbourne Australia."

"Good, good," said Wayne, starting to get the hang of this, "now
your measurements?"

"I'm 38 25 35," replied Nicola with a devilish grin as she ran
her hands down her tanned body. She could also see the drool
dripping from their lips. No one seemed to know quite what to do
next.

"Maybe I could read from the script?"

The Waynes looked at each other. "Script?"

"Yeah, yknow, its what the movie will be made from?" Nicola was
enjoying playing with these guys.

"Well," squirmed Wayne, "it's still in development right now..."

"Dude, get her to take her top off," the other Wayne whispered.
Nicola barely suppressed a smirk.

"The funny thing is," she said, "I haven't been told very much
about your movie. No script, not even a title?"

"The working title is... 'The Pool'." Wayne seemed pleased with
this bit of improvisation. "Nothing's finalized yet," he added
with an airy wave of his hand. "About the only thing that's
settled is that the part will require nudity. Do you have a
problem with that?"

Nicola had to admire his adroit changing of the subject. "No, of
course not," she purred, "I don't have any problems with taking
my clothes off."

The boys watched open-mouthed as Nicola reached for the bow that
held her bikini top in place. Slowly, slowly she tugged at it,
slipping the tiny garment loose. More and more of Nicola's
luscious boobs slid into view. Nicola smiled, enjoying teasing
the hapless boys. She was giving them just what they wanted.

Finally Nicola pulled her top off, tossing it to one side. Her
boobs bounced slightly as she posed for her so-called producers.
Nicola's breasts were tanned to a golden brown like the rest of
her body- as a former model she was well aware of the benefits of
an all-over tan. Her thick brown nipples were slightly swollen
with the excitement of her naughty game, and from the hungry
looks the Waynes were giving her chest, they were dying to suck
on them.

Nicola slipped a finger under the string of her bikini bottoms.
"This too?" she asked. The boys nodded dumbly, too overcome with
lust to say anything. Nicola was grinning broadly as her delicate
hands went to work on the second- and last- knot that stood
behind her and total nudity.

Teasingly, she held the string bikini bottoms untied, pausing in
mid-strip. "Are you sure?" she asked. Wayne and Wayne nodded
vigorously. Nicola complied, sweeping aside the slip of material
and letting it fall next to her bikini top, baring her neatly
trimmed muff for her drooling audience.

She stood before them totally, gloriously nude. Nicola had always
been comfortable with her body, always knew she had a great
figure. But it had really only been since she arrived in
Hollywood that she became a total exhibitionist, reveling in
showing herself off, wearing little or no clothes.

Although forgotten by Wayne, the video camera continued to roll.
Nicola turned around, posing from every angle. Her slightly over-
sized boobs wobbled and jiggled with the slightest movement,
having a hypnotic effect upon the Waynes who stared hopelessly at
her tits.

"Well?" laughed the naked Nicola. "Do you like what you see?" She
stood with her perfect little bottom facing the boys.

"Oh yeah," murmured Wayne.

Nicola turned back to face them, once again treating them to a
full frontal view of her naked body. Their eyes drifted downward
to her exposed pussy. Now that she had given them what they
wanted, it was time to tease them a little more.

"This is a real audition, isn't it guys? You haven't set
yourselves up as phony producers just so you could get me to take
my clothes off?"

The Waynes gaped at her for a moment, and then casually protested
innocence. "No, no, no... the whole thing's on the level, I
swear."

Nicola folded her arms across her chest, partially covering her
bare breasts. "So it's not just me, right? There are other
actresses coming to read for you today?"

"Sure, sure, you're just one of hundreds..." Wayne replied.
"Probably even forget your face by the end of the day," Wayne
added with a stupid laugh. Wayne frowned at him and he shut up.

"Oh yeah?" Nicola asked. "Name one of these other starlets."

The boys looked blank. "Well, there's, ah, Debbie..."

"Debbie who?"

"Ziffle," replied Wayne. "Vandelay," replied Wayne at the same
time. Nicola raised an eyebrow.

"Debbie Vandelay-Ziffle. Great girl, looking forward to seeing
her again," Wayne added hurriedly, before his pal could screw
things up even further.

"Never heard of her. Who else?" Nicola asked. The boys squirmed,
obviously trying to think up new and hopefully plausible sounding
names. Suddenly, Wayne had a brainwave. "Oh, Angela Monroe.
You'll be seeing her in here today."

Nicola thought she heard a faint bellow from somewhere else in
the house. But at least the boys were able to name one real
starlet. Maybe this was a real casting-call after all?

"Would you excuse me for a moment?" said Wayne suddenly. The pair
of them whispered furiously to each other for a moment before
Wayne departed with a nervous smile. This left Nicola naked and
alone with Wayne and his video camera.

This was obviously a situation he enjoyed. He licked his lips,
eyeing up the naked starlet. "Let's get some action shots of you,
shall we?" he asked. "Sure," Nicola replied. "What do you want me
to do?"

His eyes glazed for a moment, contemplating the possibilities.
Nicola couldn't stop smirking, wondering how far she would go
with this young 'producer', and if he would be up for the
challenge. She glanced down at his crotch and detected the
telltale bulge that told her she was working her usual magic on
him.

After some thought, Wayne said, "Uh, how about you go to the end
of the pool, dive in and swim towards me?"

"OK," Nicola replied cheerily. She kicked off her heels and,
still nude, padded around the marble swimming pool to the far
end. Wayne crouched behind the camera, shooting Nicola's
delicious asscheeks as she wiggled away from him.

The busty starlet reached her mark, turning to face the camera.
"Ready?" she called out. "Oh yeah," Wayne replied. Poised to dive
into the water, Nicola raised her arms, pushing her boobs
forward. Wayne grinned.

In a graceful, fluid motion Nicola dived into the pool. For a
moment she disappeared under the water, a sensuous shape visible
just beneath the surface. Then she burst upwards with a gasp, her
mane of brunette hair slicked back against her head.

A born swimmer, the Aussie beauty breast- stroked smoothly
through the pool. Bobbing along, Nicola looked up at Wayne with a
cheeky grin, before rolling onto her back.

Nicola's naked body glistened. Covered by nothing by beads of
water, her boobs pointed proudly up towards the skylight. Her
ample charms thus exposed, Nicola kicked her way across the pool
towards where Wayne was standing. Her strong, lithe arms chopping
through the water, each stroke causing her boobs to jiggle
temptingly.

Nicola hauled herself out of the water, emerging like a nymph.
Dripping, she posed by the edge of the pool as Wayne continued to
shoot more footage of the nude starlet. Time to crank things up a
notch, Nicola thought to herself.

She stepped forward, reaching out to Wayne. He gasped. Nicola
took the startled slacker in her arms and pulled him to her wet,
naked body. They kissed, Nicola slipping her tongue inside
Wayne's startled mouth. They necked enthusiastically, their
tongues sliding back and forth from starlet to 'producer'.

With a gasp Nicola broke the kiss. Gently she pushed Wayne
backwards into the director's chair the boys had left beside the
pool. The hapless lad couldn't help but comply. Smirking, Nicola
knelt in front of him, tugging down his shorts. Wayne's prick,
red with desire, popped up, almost hitting Nicola in the face. At
last, said Nicola to herself, something to work with.

The elegant Aussie model stood, the muscles in her sleek thighs
flexing. Without saying a word she threw a long, tanned leg over
Wayne's lap and effortlessly mounted him. With a slurp of
passion, Nicola's pussy engulfed Wayne's penis with a moan of
delight from the owner.

Nicola's hips bucked, quickly building up a steady rhythm. She
closed her eyes, concentrating on the task at hand. It was a
tough job, but someone had to do it.

**********

Angela's lips curled into a cruel smile as she zoomed the
security camera in for a close-up of Wayne's dick slurping in and
out of Nicola's greedy cunt. This was too good! The Aussie slut
was actually playing up to these two bozos! Nicola's fans always
wanted her to do hardcore. Their wishes would come true when this
little tape hit the Net!

It had so far been the perfect plan. Angela had first acquired a
mansion for her little sting (complete with high quality closed-
circuit security cameras). She'd done this by sleeping with a
real producer, and then threatening to tell his wife if he didn't
take a week's vacation leaving Angela the house. Next, she
recruited some confederates to pose as producers. Being something
of a bitch, she didn't have too many friends in Hollywood.

Which is why she ended up with Wayne and Wayne, not the brightest
sparks, but the best Angela could arrange. Already that'd made
one screw-up.

Wayne, having got a little lost, finally found Angela in the
mansion's security center. He bounded through the door and
greeted her with a casual "Hi".

"Don't 'hi' me," Angela snarled. "Why the hell did you mention my
name? She'll be suspicious now."

"No, she won't be..." Wayne trailed off, as he caught sight of
what Wayne was up to with Nicola. "Fuck!" he cried. Angela rolled
her eyes. "Forget about that. Why did you tell her I was coming
in to audition?"

"I had to give her a name, she smelt a rat."

Angela gave a heavy sigh. "Well, I guess I better get down there
then, if she's expecting me to turn up. Then we can go ahead with
Phase 2."

Wayne snapped her a sloppy salute. "Okey- dokey, chief." He eyed
her up as she stood up from the security console. For all her
bitchiness, he had to admit Angela Monroe was pretty hot. She was
tall, taller than him, with a tight, sleek body that rippled
beneath the black strapless dress she was wearing. She had pretty
small tits, although that didn't stop Wayne from staring at her
perky little puppies with a hungry look. Wayne made a mental note
to check out one of Angela's nudie movies when this caper was
done.

Then a thought struck him: why wait?

"Uh, yknow this is supposed to be a *bikini* audition. If you
show up dressed like that, Nicola would know something was up."

Angela stopped. For an idiot, he made a lot of sense. But she
didn't have a bikini on hand. There was only one thing to do. As
Wayne watched, grinning, Angela reached behind her back, her
nimble fingers searching for the zipper. The elegant little black
outfit slipped easily off her body, falling into a puddle of silk
at Angela's shapely ankles. Trying to maintain her dignity while
stripping in front of Wayne, Angela stepped out of her dress.

This left the sexy model dressed in nothing but a very sheer
black bra and panties set that did not leave much to the
imagination. Certainly more revealing than any bikini! Wayne
could clearly see a trimmed thatch of raven-colored pubic hair
through her panties, and dark nipples making bullet-shaped dents
in the bra. A black pair of pumps on her feet finished the whole
delightfully revealing ensemble.

"Come on," said Angela, trying to ignore his eyes roving across
her near-naked body. She turned to leave, treating Wayne to the
sight of her very cute little ass. He smiled. He was going to
enjoy today!

********

Nicola had switched places. The naked starlet was sitting back on
her haunches between Wayne's legs, leisurely pumping his cock
with her right hand.

Wayne lounged back in the chair, gasping for breath. "I'm coming!
Oh jesus, I'm gonna cum!" he yelled. Fat chance, thought Nicola
with a smile. She knew precisely what she was doing, and he
wasn't going to cum until she wanted him to. Her elegant,
well-manicured hands kept up the skilful manipulation of Wayne's
throbbing organ. For all his gasping and groaning, he was in no
danger of achieving orgasm. Crouched over his cock, Nicola's
baby-blue eyes threw lusty glances up at the writhing slacker.

"Wayne, honey," she asked in sweetest tones, "you're not really a
producer, are you?"

"Oh, god no," he admitted between gasps. "Me and Wayne go to film
school at UCLA."

"Sooo..." said Nicola, her hand still massaging his dick, "what's
all this about?"

Wayne was still yelping with pleasure. After a moment or two he
found his voice to answer her. "That chick (god!) Angela Monroe
(fuck!) she (uh!uh!) set this (ooh that feels so good!) thing up
(oh yeah!). She's (ooooh!) paying us (fuck!) cos we're (ah!) hard
up."

Uh-oh, thought Nicola. Her old nemesis, Angela Monroe again.
She'd had it in for her for a long time. It wasn't like Nicola
had really done anything to deserve it. It's just that every time
they met, Angela ended up coming off second best, and it was
usually her own fault too. Nicola sometimes wished they weren't
fighting all the time, but Angela could be so competitive.

At least now she knew what was coming. She'd have to keep a wary
eye out for whatever that queen bitch was planning. But first,
she had her little informant to deal with. During her musings
about her archrival, Nicola had unconsciously picked up the pace
on Wayne's dick, and was now jerking him off quite rapidly. He
was squirming with pleasure, practically foaming at the mouth.

It was scary, the amount of control she could have over men. Oh
well, he'd given her what she wanted, it was time to repay the
favor.

Wayne's bucking dick gave a series of powerful jerks in Nicola's
hand, and a stream of pearly-white cum launched into the air.
Nicola carefully aimed his cock at her chest, his furious squirts
splashing over her boobs and down her stomach. Wayne let out a
sigh of satisfaction as he emptied his balls over the Aussie
starlet.

Covering in cum, Nicola stood, turned and with a graceful swoop
through the air dived back into the swimming pool. She emerged a
few moments later, cleansed of the fruits of her labors. Enjoying
herself immensely, the naughty little nymph continued to frolic
in the water, and was still doing so as the other Wayne return.

And who should be with him? None other than Angela Monroe
herself, dressing in a skimpy little black bra and knickers
combo. Nicola smiled to herself.

Wayne was lounging with his flaccid cock hanging out of his
shorts, his clothes still damp from cuddling the wet Nicola. He
leapt to his feet and stuffed Wayne junior back into his pants as
he buddy approached.

"Wayne, dude, I want to meet, for the very first time cos you've
never actually met her before, Angela Monroe. Angela, this is my
buddy Wayne."

Angela threw a sideways glance at Wayne, silently cursing his
lack of acting ability. "Pleased to meet you," she said through
clenched teeth. Wayne gaped at the saucy underwear that did
little her hide Angela's trim, lithe body. "Angela is here to
read for 'The Beach'." Wayne added.

"Don't you mean, 'The Pool'?" Nicola corrected him with a smirk.
Wayne and Angela turned their attention to the Aussie starlet,
leaning against the edge of the pool staring up at them. "And
this is another actress who's reading for the part, Nicola
Baron," Wayne introduced her.

Nicola hauled herself out of the pool, streams of water running
down her tanned, nude body. Angela's mouth twitched, as the
soaked siren instantly drew the boys' attention away from her.
"Actually, we've met before," Nicola said. "Let's get on with
this," Angela snapped.

Wayne directed Angela to her mark, while Wayne stepped behind the
camera. Nicola didn't bother to put her bikini back on, but stood
to one side watching, her arms folded against her damp boobs.

The camera rolled. Angela was a little uncomfortable. It was
supposed to be Nicola standing here in front of these bozos,
dammit! At least she already had plenty of good footage of Nicola
making a right slut of herself. And there was still Phase 2...

Angela gave a contemptuous toss of her raven- colored mane. She
stared down the camera lens in a sultry pout. "Hi, I'm Angela
Monroe. I'm an all-American beauty queen, and my measurements are
32-33-32." She battered her eyelashes and blew her audience a
kiss.

"Nice..." murmured Wayne, his eye glued to the camera's
viewfinder. Angela threw him a few poses. Although she knew this
wasn't a real audition, there wasn't any harm in practising.

"Is that all?" she asked, although it wasn't a question but an
order for the boys to finish up so Angela could get down to the
business of humiliating Nicola once and for all. But before the
Waynes could answer, Nicola spoke out, her sexy, husky accent
ringing through the room:

"Don't you want to know if she's OK doing screen nudity?" The
Waynes exchanged glances. Maybe they were going to get more out
of this than they counted on? "Yeah, Angela, we've got to know
how well you can handle the many, many nude scenes that'll be in
our movie."

Angela's icy blue eyes flashed with anger. "Of course I can," she
replied.

"But," ventured Wayne, "we've really got to see how you look on
tape. Yknow, to see if you're right for our movie. We've really
got to see you naked in order to make an informed casting
decision."

"Right," added Wayne.

Angela glared at them. "Is this really necessary?" she asked.
Again, it wasn't a question. But the boys knew, with Nicola
watching she'd do anything to keep up the appearance that they
were real producers, that this was a real audition, and that they
would want to see her nude for the part.

"Fine," said Angela impatiently. She reached behind her back for
the clasp that held her bra in place. The Waynes were transfixed
with delight. "Would you like a hand?" Nicola asked, trying not
to lapse into a fit of giggles. Angela threw the nude starlet a
nasty look.

Taking her time about it, Angela removed the bra, dropping it to
the floor. She stood in front of the boys, a little shy. She
resisted the urge to cover her breasts, but instead held her head
up high, her perky little tits pointing out toward the camera. As
much as Angela despised stripping for these idiots she was
determined to show that Nicola wasn't the only one who could
advertise her assets.

And Angela certainly had something to advertise. The boys leered
over her naked torso: slim almost to the point of skinny, taunt
and muscular but not overly developed. And her boobs!
Mouth-watering little cones tipped with thick dark nipples that
just begged to be sucked. The two Waynes weren't the only ones
enjoying the show. Since arriving in Hollywood Nicola had come to
appreciate the female physique, and the sight of Angela stripping
got her hot.

Wayne zoomed the camera in to capture Angela's flesh on tape.
"And your bottoms?" Wayne prompted. Trying not to show her
irritation at this unexpected turn in her master plan, Angela
turned her back and without making a fuss slipped her panties
down her legs, exposing her ass to the camera. She remained bent
over for a second, untangling her underwear from her shapely
ankles.

Finally, she stood up straight and turned to expose all her
charms to the small audience. Nicola and the boys feasted their
gazes upon Angela's exquisite nude body. The bitchy beauty posed
with balled fists on her hips.

"Is that enough?" she asked sarcastically, after everyone had had
a good look at her bare tits and pussy. "Sure, sure," Wayne
replied. "Cut there, buddy," he said to the other Wayne.

Angela retrieved her underwear and started to get dressed again.
Nicola wondered what her adversary had in store for her next.
Surely getting her to strip on camera wasn't the end of it, there
was plenty of nude footage of her already in existence. Whatever
was to come, Nicola thought that sticking around to see what it
might be could actually be quite fun.

The two starlets were putting their clothes back on when Wayne
suddenly asked, "What do we do now?" He was obviously talking to
Angela, and as Nicola turned her curious gaze on him, he looked
off into the distance and repeated the question again, as if he
was talking to himself. The other Wayne looked blank, trying to
recall the details of Angela's fiendish plan.

The raven-haired beauty looked like she was about to explode.
With supreme effort, she quietly suggested, "Perhaps you'd like
to go out on location, shoot some footage of Nicola out there?"

"Just me?" said Nicola sweetly. "Surely you want to get some
shots of Angela in the great outdoors as well?"

Angela scowled at her. The boys exchanged glances- clearly this
wasn't part of the plan either. But they had a fair idea of where
it was leading. Grinning, Wayne added, "Yeah, sure! We won't
wanna miss getting get some more great shots of Angela."

"Gee, thanks," she mumbled.

"You've got a great body there, honey, we want to see of much of
it as possible... to see if you're right for the movie, of
course."

"Let's just get going, shall we?" was all Angela could say.

********

They were driving along a bumpy road. In the front seat Wayne was
driving, with Wayne next to him navigating. They were lost and
arguing.

Nicola and Angela were in the backseat. Nicola was still dressing
in her little micro-bikini, with Angela in her little black
undies. Nicola glanced over from time to time at the gorgeous
model, her eyes lingering on her creamy thighs. The jostling of
the car sometimes brought Nicola perilously close to brushing
against her naked legs. Angela did her best to ignore her,
staring moodily out of the window at the Southern California
countryside rolling past.

Finally, the car stopped. They seemed to be in the middle of
nowhere, a deserted spot surrounded by scrub. There was no
traffic noise, only the occasional chirp of a bird and the sound
of the wind in the trees.

"OK, ladies, let's go!" said Wayne, and they all piled out.
Nicola felt alittle odd, standing out here wearing nothing but a
skimpy bikini. But she had been in similar situations before. At
least she was wearing something, and for the moment at least, her
tits and ass were partially covered.

And things must be worse for Angela, she mused, whose wispy
under-clothes were even more revealing. She was, unlike Nicola,
not naturally inclined towards exhibitionism. Angela was only
willing to strip off in certain situations, usually when it
benefited her most.

"We're looking at this spot as a shooting location, so we want to
get some great camera-test footage of you girls." Wayne continued
to ogle the two starlets. Angela rolled her eyes and hugged her
arms across her body as if trying to cover herself. Nicola,
though, smiled sweetly at him, and presented her body for their
hungry gaze. She could almost feel her bosom heaving out of her
bikini top with the effort to look as sexy as possible.

"I'm game for whatever you've got in mind," she cooed. The boys
needed no further urging and they set off across country.

It must've been a startling sight to any passers-by, that warm
afternoon. Two surfer- dudes leading a pair of semi-naked
startlets on a ramble through the wilds of SoCal.

The girls were wearing heels, and so had to pick their way
carefully along the path. Every so often the girls would have to
stop, their delicate clothing snagged on a branch. One
fortuitously placed piece of flora managed to catch the back of
Nicola's bikini top, and before the starlet knew it she was
topless again.

Giggling, she retrieved her top from the tree. "I guess you guys
aren't the only ones trying to get a peak at my boobs," she
quipped. The Waynes laughed at this, but not Angela.

Flash your hooters all you want, slut, she thought. Soon you're
flashing will get you into a whole heap of trouble.

They set off again. Nicola noticed that Angela kept glancing at
her watch. Obviously she was expecting something to happen.
Whatever her revenge was going to be, it was going to happen
soon.

Finally, the little party stopped at an enchanting little spot. A
small brook wended its way between two boulders, forming a
crystal clear pool of water. It was a beautiful, natural spot
that Nicola, who really only knew of California as Los Angeles,
have never known existed.

"OK, we're here!" Wayne announced. The other Wayne began to ready
the video camera. "This is where the pivotal scene of the movie
takes place," his buddy explained.

"What pivotal scene would that be?" Nicola asked.

"The nude-bathing-outdoors scene," Wayne replied. "It's an
absolutely vital and non- gratuitous moment where the heroine
bares her soul and the audience gets a good, long look at her
personality."

"And her tits," Wayne added.

Nicola thought about it for a moment. It sounded artistically
valid. Or at least as artistically valid as all the other nude
scenes she'd done in her movies before.

"Great. So where do you want us?" She took a step closer to
Angela, as if reminding her that if there was any stripping off
to be done, she would have to do it too.

"Um, well, yknow, Nicola did her screen test before mine, so
perhaps she should be first here too." Angela glanced at her
watch again, and then looked nervously around. There seemed to be
no-one but trees watching them.

"I don't mind if you go first," Nicola smiled. Angela seemed to
be getting desperate. She turned on the boys.

"Perhaps your *financial backers*, the ones who are paying you
(whoever they might be), would prefer it if you shot Nicola
first, and if you deviate from the plan, they might not even pay
you at all."

Idiots they may be, but they got the message. "Uh, right, maybe
we should do you first, Nicola."

She nodded. Wayne turned over the video camera and pointed it at
the busty beauty. "When I call action, I want you to slowly take
your bikini and step into the water. And... action!"

Slowly, teasingly, Nicola dropped first one shoulder strap and
then the other of her bikini top. No matter how many times the
boys got to see her tits, they still wanted to see them again.

Nicola tossed her head back and gave a sigh of pleasure. She
pulled off the top, baring her tanned tits to the warm afternoon
air. She posed for the camera, before reaching down to untie her
bikini bottoms. With a flourish she tossed them aside as well.

Now completely naked, the adorable Aussie stood on the bank
looking into the deep water. "Are you guys sure it's OK for me to
get into this?"

The Waynes looked at each other and shrugged. Angela glanced
nervously at her watch. "Yeah, sure, it looks great."

Nicola was far from reassured. "I know that back home,
water-holes can be pretty dangerous..."

Angela suddenly exploded with rage. "Just get in!" she screamed,
and leapt forward to give her a push. But Nicola was ready for
her. She grabbed the shapely model by the arm as she collided
with her.

With a double squeal of startled starlets, the pair of
underdressed beauties fell into the water, sending up a splash
that almost drenched the Waynes. The girls disappeared under the
surface of the water and emerged with a gasp a moment later.

The force of the dive had ripped Angela's bra off, and her small
boobs were now bare and glistening with river water. The boys
gave a shout of victory, finally getting a good look at her dark
nipples. The raven-haired beauty stared down at her naked torso
with a look of shock and anger.

Nicola, wet and naked for the second time today, smirked at her.

"What the hell is going on here!?" someone shouted. The foursome
looked up in surprise to see two men standing on the opposite
side of the pond. They were middle aged and wearing Park Rangers
uniforms. One of them was absolutely livid, the other (who was
carrying a video camera and shooting the nymphs disporting
themselves in the water) looked more amused than anything else.

"I received an anonymous tip that someone was skinny-dipping in
this nature reserve. It's just as well I showed up to
investigate!" the Ranger yelled. "I'll say," his partner added.
Obviously, he was 'recording the evidence', and having a damn
good time doing it.

"'Anonymous tip', eh?" Nicola turned to Angela. "So this is what
you had planned all along?"

Angela turned beet-red. That Aussie slut had managed to do it to
her again! She'd planned this to get her revenge on Nicola, but
it was her standing naked in the stream with an irate Park Ranger
glaring down on her!

"This is a very serious infraction of the law," he growled. "I'm
afraid you'll both have to come along with me!"

There was nothing for it but to do as he said. The starlets
hauled their wet, naked asses out of the water. Wayne gallantly
returned Nicola's bikini to her. Of course, Angela's top was
lost. Her bottoms were totally ruined, a bedraggled strip of
black lace that did little to conceal her charms. Neither of the
rangers had anything for her to wear, so the slim beauty was
forced to hike back not only in custody, but naked as well.

Flanked by their captors, Angela and Nicola trekked through the
forest. Angela was understandably in a sullen mood. Nicola
marched behind her, partly to keep a tactful distance and partly
so she could check out Angela's bare ass.

"Yknow, you should lay off me," the Australian said. "I've been
here for nearly a year now, I'm not going to pack up and go
home."

Angela made some grumbling noises, but said nothing. Either she
was beginning to realize she wasn't going to get rid of Nicola,
or she was too tired to argue.

Perhaps, the adorable Aussie mused, this could be the start of a
beautiful friendship?

Epilog:

Those of you hoping that Nicola and Angela end up in a women's
prison with plenty of girl-on-girl shenanigans will be
disappointed. The girls got off with an $800 fine and community
service.

The Park Ranger Service scored itself a very entertaining little
tape, the screening of which was always the high point of their
Christmas parties for years to come.

Although Wayne and Wayne didn't graduate from UCLA film school,
their first low-budget feature "Hot Starlet Babes Get Wet & Naked
While We Videotape Them" became an instant cult favorite on the
festival circuit, with critics praising the boys for their clever
over-the-top satire on Hollywood's Mulvey-ian male gaze.

The owner eventually discovered the security tapes from the
mansion when he returned from his enforced vacation. They passed
into his private collection, with a vow to someday meet the busty
beauty in the video.

As for the future of the two feuding starlets? Only time will
tell... 


END





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