It was so bright outside, and they were both wearing sunglasses. It was the dead middle of May at around 11:30 am. Lolita and Kimberlyn were on their way to a photo shoot. They were in Lolita's car, a black Pontiac Grand Am, listening to Garbage. They were both singing "Cherry Lips" and dancing in their seats. When the song was over Lolita turned down the volume and said, "So did you think about that Playboy shoot?"
Kimberlyn squinched up her nose. "I did... a little... I still don't know. I mean, I'll be totally naked in a magazine for the world to see. It's not even that much money to tell you the truth."
Lolita turned to look at Kimberlyn, and then remembered she was driving. "Yeah, but still… We need the money. We're like, a month behind on rent and they are about to turn off our power, and the water bill is late too. We're broke. We're only gonna make $75 from this photo shoot and that will pay for our food for today, gas to get here, and food for the next couple of days." The girls really were broke, and their day jobs weren't nearly enough to bring in enough money to pay the bills, especially with gas prices and other expenses for going on photo shoots. Even Tiffany's cashiering job at Piggly Wiggly was barely helping, and she made more than the other two.
"But what if someone sees it?" Kimberlyn cringed at the thought.
Exasperated, Lolita said, "So? That's the point. You're hot why should it matter? If they'd offered it to me I would take it in a heartbeat."
"Um hi, my granddad is a preacher, my uncle is a preacher, Tim will be mad, and all his friends are pervs and look at Playboy. All Tim's friends will know what I look like naked. And what about all the people my dad knows? And random people I don't even know yet? I don't wanna be out someplace and somebody go, 'Hey aren't you the girl in the September issue of Playboy 2006?' I don't want that... What about my future kids? How do I explain that?" Kimberlyn was starting to get flustered.
"Way to blow things out of proportion... you'll have a tiny little picture, and no one will recognize you anyway with all the makeup and airbrushing. I mean, you can just have them use a fake name for you, and if anyone asks if its you just say its not and its a girl that looks like you." Lolita seemed to have an answer for everything.
"I'll know."
"How much money do you want for it?"
"They can keep their money. I'm not posing nude. I never have and I never will."
"Everyone has a price. You can anyone to do anything for the right amount of money."
"I don't. They could tell me they would give me..." she came up with a random number, "80 million dollars and I still wouldn't take it. It would kill my family to find out, plus I won't do anything to jeopardize my situation with someone I love. I would rather have a family than a whole bunch of money." Kimberlyn had known she wanted to have kids and a husband ever since she was five-years-old.
"Whatever. With 80 million dollars you could buy a family."
"No… Its not the same."
"So if someone said that you could have 80 million dollars as long as you never got married or had kids you wouldn't take it"
"A family is priceless to me"
"That's the biggest bunch of bullshit I ever heard. Guys are idiots, and kids are annoying. Its not worth it, I mean, you'd never have to lift a finger for the rest of your life if you had 80 million, and you're telling me you'd rather deal with the hurt of a relationship and put up with kids and all kinds of other crap, than be filthy rich forever?"
"Money doesn't buy love and happiness."
"Yeah but what if you love money and lotsa clothes and shoes make you happy? Then it can buy love and happiness, if I had 80 mil I could pay someone to love me."
"I'd rather someone love my broke little ass then love me for my money."
"Oh well... I guess we'll have to agree to disagree, but we still need to find something to make some money and get our bills paid.
"I know... It's too hot to go without power..." Kimberlyn knew how it was to go without power in the middle of summer, back when she was a little girl and her parents couldn't make ends meet sometimes. It was terrible, she didn't want to have to go through that again.