both looked at her with wide eyes, seeing that she had tried on the green dress. They looked her up and down. It was a little too short for her liking and she kept trying to pull it down, uncomfortable with the way that the dress fit. Looking down at her cleavage, she thought that her tits were going to pop out at any moment but both men liked the curves of her body and nodded their heads. “I don't think this is going to be the one for you. You want me comfortable in the advertisement, right?” Jasmine pointed out to them, hoping that they didn't think she was picky but the dress was just too tight for her. She had to suck in her breath and breathe out slowly. “It looks really good on you but if you don't think that it fits your body well then that's fine, we have plenty more dresses for you try on. We can stay here all day if you want to,” Ken stated, giving her a smile as she turned around and went back into the room. She was thankful that they didn't tell her what to wear. “She doesn't have all day to stay here.” Devon forgot until that moment that she had college classes. They only had a few more hours for her to try on dresses. “How come?” Ken looked disappointed; he hoped that she would pick out a dress soon then for them to agree on. “She has college classes. She's studying to be something spectacular and I don't want to mess that up either,” Devon explained to him. Ken nodded his head, he could respect that and he wasn't going to push her to stay there any longer than what had to be. “That's good, I'm glad that she has her education and that she is motivated for herself and that she wasn't going to give that up because of something that had come her way.” Ken nodded his head, feeling a smile coming across his face. He could tell that Jasmine looked out for herself, that she had a good head on his shoulders. Jasmine came out wearing a few more dresses during that hour and she didn't like any of them that Devon had picked out for her. There was just one more dress to try on and Devon knew that it was the red one, probably the one that she had been saving for last. “How many more dresses do you have?” Ken asked her, knowing that they had gone through ten dresses already. “The red one, that's the last one. I am praying it's the dress that I'm going to feel comfortable in.” Jasmine gave him a grim smile. She didn't want either one of them thinking that she wasn't grateful for the opportunity that they were giving her. She was, she just hadn't found the right dress to work with. She knew that she couldn't reach down or up to tug on her dress while she was on national television and she thought that all the dresses were just a little shorter than what she had thought they would be. She wasn't comfortable with the short dresses showing off both her legs, knowing that men would be at home looking at her like she was eye candy. “Great, that's the dress that I like the most. We have two more hours before you have to get to classes.” Devon pointed at the clock letting her know that they were already spending too much time playing dress up without being rude about it.
Chapter 4
Jasmine grinned at him and quickly turned to walk back into the room, both men were looking at her ass and how tight and round it was before she closed the door behind her, not looking over her shoulder. She had a feeling that they were watching her and it put a bigger smile on her face that they thought she was so attractive. Jasmine looked around the room and saw how she had tossed the dresses, she began picking up the hangers she