THE REPORTER
By Vivianne
Interview!


"Maya Artiel Does Not Give Interviews!----How Many Times Do I Have To TELL You
This Kurt!"------Kurt Topping Blushed as he sat directly across form Mrs.
Harrington, Directing Editor and President of the Elite Fashion and Media
Magazine "Ultimate Style". Blanche Harrington was nearing 60 years of age and
had been the head of this Magazine and one of the most prestigious Magazines
in the country. The very last word in Style and entertainment. In fact this
Magazine was more like an Empire. It was an empire so to say, because it more
or less set the style and the pace for many of the fashions for Entertainers,
Stars of media, and fashion concious people everywhere today!--This was mostly
due to Blacnhe Harrington's, and her Staff's unique perception for popular
trends, new understanding of Colors and Designs which answers what readers
wanted and what people want in order to feel in style just at they observe
from seeing many of their favorite entertainers and fashion icons. Mrs.
Harrington's staff was exceptional in their ability too recognize trends in
entertainment and fashion, and they more than always identified keenly what
most measured the pulse of what people neede and wanted. Although at times
Mrs. Harrington appeared to be Haughty in her Arrogant mannerisms, she was a
Fair Woman and a strong and influential Leader. But She had been running out
of patience with her one time Star Reporter and Writer Kurt Topping, who
hadn't come up with an original idea or story for over three years. Blanche
was beginning to consider firing her one time prodigy more than ever lately,
and right now she was about to give Kurt one last warning. At 32 years of age
he had risen to the top echelon of the prestigous magazine and reporting world
due to his sharp insight into the subjects he sought to interview and his
ability with words and the resulting stories and reviews were the envy of all
of the writers at Ultimate Style, and definitely the envie of many of his
competitors in and around the industry. Kurt could not explain why he had
begun to fall so quickly from grace at the magazine, nor could he allow
himself to accept the fact that he had lost his touch. Miffed over his lack of
timing and his inability to focus on getting to the nitty gritty of any
subject of interest, he felt at times almost about ready to give up and throw
in the sponge. But Kurt was a winner once before, and just as he had in the
past, Kurt felt that he had come up with yet another of his grandiose ideas
which had always served him well in the past and had pulled him through. This
grandiose, or in the words of Blanche Harington's Assistant was wild and
Stupid, was what had brought him before his Powerful Boss and one time Mentor
for the third time today!-------

"Don't You GET IT Kurt?"----Blanche questioned the nervous reporter sitting
across her massive Glass desk!---kurt's eyes were concentrated down on the
glass surface where they were currently focused on the tall woman's glorious
looking Legs, which were in full view right up to the tops of her thighs
through the clear glass surface. The Black Welts of her very exquisite Nylons
were in plain view and the man could see the garter snaps attached to them. He
was nervously trying to figure out how many there were while glancing also at
her lovely strong thighs which were of a lighter off Black Material!--Kurt"s
Long Thick Cock Was Hardening quickly as he noted mentally how it was that
Mrs. Harrington who was one of the pionneers of reintroducing these Vintage
Nylons, Garters and other Repro Styles back into the hearts and wardrobes of
so many women today, was not featured on the covers and pages of the elite
magazine from time to time. Kurt could feel his Penis become completely Rock
Hard now as it began to emit pre cum form its turgid tip which began to ease
it's way into the pair of wispy panties this big man was secretly wearing
almost daily ever since he was left alone at a party one night at the home of
Mrs. Harrington's assistant Jill Hall. Tipsy and feeling explorative as he
snuck a look into Jill's open closet while leaving the upstairs bathroom, the
man noticing an array of unusual high Heels caught a glimpse of some of the
young assistants Panties lying in a bunch on a small table just inside of the
closet door. On impulse Kurt Snatched the Panties feeling a rush and secretly
hid them in his trouser pockets, and soon after headed home to his apartment
for the night where for the first time in his entire life, he stepped into an
exciting pair of Black Sheer Nylon Panties and became Hooked on wearing
panties from that day forth. Kurt allowed his eyes roam way down the lengths
of his bosses gorgeous legs right down to a surprising pair of Heavy Black
Cowgirl Boots. With Metal Tips and a Shiny Metal Heel!---These Rough Looking
Boots looked out of place with the rest of her fashionable ensamble, but then
of course that was Harrington for you!---always ready for a
surprise!-------"KURT!-----JUST WHAT The FUCK Are You Looking At My Legs
For!"----Blance Shouted at the Mind wandering Reporter!-------Catching his
breath with a tightness in his throat and his senses realing, Kurt apologized
and looked up at Blanches Angry looking Face!----His Cock Hardened even more,
almost ready to shoot a was of Cum into those nylon panties that were now
gripping his large Bloated Balls and his Turgid Penis, but he was able to pull
himself together!-------

"AH--AHHHH---I Kin Do It Blanche!---AH CANNNNN!"--------He seemed to plead to
her with a child like expression on his handsome strong face. Kurt was Six
Foot One with a physique to die for. Solid from his athletic College Years,
Muscular and built where it counted also. Wavy Dirty Blond hair and piercing
Blue eyes were his strong point and the women loved to get as close as they
could to the man. Kurt was still able to attract them, albeit unable to
attract any of them or anyone else for that matter for some time now!--Kurt
felt that he had a really good opportunity to uncover a surprising and
unexpected industry cutting Story!----------"You Know Very well Kurt That Maya
Artiel Has Never Given Anything Remotely Close To An Inteview!----------She Is
A Totally Private Woman!---The Most Gifted Theatrical Star And The Epitamy Of
A What A Star Should Aspire Too!----What In The World
Makes!-------YOUUU!------Even Imagine That She Would Grant That To A Has Been
Like YOU!"-----Blanche said in a scorning and a Mocking expression on her
sculptured face. Kurt was crushed by her remark and he thought that this older
woman, who had brought him into the frim twelve years ago after he graduated
at the top of his class in Jurnalism at the University, was no longer happy
with him as her employee!---Still, as he sat before her cowering he was still
dwelling mentally over how she had unbelievably kept her looks. She was Hot
looking now after those twelve years when he first interviewed with Mr. Jim
Barker who had been the chief reporter at the time and had walked Kurt
directly into her office. Kurt remembered the sleek tall attractive woman in
the high Boots who stood up from her desk, walked around to greet him with
extended hand. Kurt, confused at the time wanted to kneel right down before
what he thought then was the most magnificent looking woman he ever laid eyes
on and a Publishing Icon that everyone had heard of and thank her for the
opportunity that Mr. Barker had offered him at the time. All of that seamed
like ages ago today however. Kurt knew that his job was on the line. He had
mixed emotions and he almost was about to give in to his childhood tendancies
to whine and tear up in the eyes. But right then he took hold of himself and
replied!--------

I---AYE-----Know AH Kin Get That Interview!---AH=Aill Stake Ma JOB ON IT!---AH
WILL!"-------He nervously replied looking stright at Blanche Harrington
then.------

"EXACTLY!---Your Job Is On The Line Kurt!---I'm Sorry!----This Is To Be You're
Last Chance At The Ultimate Style. If You Come Back Without So Much As A
Sentence From That Arrogant Woman!---You Are Out On Your ASS!---No Fucking
Severence!---Is That CLEAR?---And I Will Personally Kick You Out On Your Lazy
Ass!---You Can Count On It!----You Will Pay You're Own Expenses To The West
Coast!----THAT WILL BE ALL!"---------Blanche truned to focus her attention on
the layouts before and Kurt Meekly and Hurting inside stood up and was about
to say somethin, when Jill Hall Stepped into the office to ushure him out. As
Jill Led the man to the door she glanced back into the huge office grinning
slightly at Mrs. Harrington who looked up with her eyes from what she was
looking at with a slight smile and made a motion with her hand moving her
finger across her throat. As if to signify the end for Kurt Topping with the
Magazine.

Kurt let Jill lead him to the bank of elevators and wanted to speak to her but
Jill turned her head away and held up her hand to silence the frustrated
Reporter. As he stepped into the elevator and the doors began to clse Jill
leaned her head in and said!--"How Fucking Stupid Could You Be
Kurt?"---------When the doors opened on Kurt's floor most everyone had left
for the day. He felt sick to his stomach now as he made his way to his desk to
gather up his briefcase and get to his flat and prepare to leave for the
Airport. Jill was probably right. How the Fuck am I really going to get an
interview with this Bitch of a Star!-----

His flight was at Ten PM and he was sitting in the back of the Cab when his
cell phone began to ring. It was Jill Hall!---Jill and Kurt had been lovers
for some time until she broke off with him and moved on establishing a
relationship with a well know Basketball Star!---It was a Shock to all in the
office and a devastating blow to Kurt. It didn't help that the Athlete had
since taken on a position at the Magazine in public relations and had begun go
out of his way to pay attention to Jill around the office in order to
humiliate the handwome Kurt constantly sort of taunting him with his trophy
girl friend and Kurt's ex. Lover!------The man was not good looking at all,
but there were rumors,no doubt coming from Jill herself about what a well
endowed lover the man was. Jill had given into his advances at one of her many
media parties one night when Kurt was away covering one of his unimpressive
stories. Many of the other employees felt Kurt's Humiliation and Empahised
with him. Everyone except Blanche Harrington who had introduced Will Jackson
to Jill at Jill's party that very night while Kurt was absent!---The attention
she gave back to Will miffed everyone there at the time and in days she
dropped Kurt for the Big Black Athlete!

In his brief case, half way to the West Coast Kurt sat reviewing the letters
he had received from Sheila Reed. Sheila was the Press Agent and Personnal
Assistant for the renown Maya Artiel!---Kurt had been corresponding with
Sheila for over a year, and each letter he had reveived had given him a sharp
refussal and so often a rebuke for his insistence on getting in front of Maya
for an interview!-----But the letter he had in hand at present was different
from all of the rest!----"Maya will be performing at the Chinese Theater on
The first of March!"-----------------

Sheila had written. She had gone on to mention that a rare photo session would
be conducted after her perfomance and that reporters would be welcome after
she would make an announcement about her upcoming European Tour!----This
caused Kurt to nearly jump out of his skin with excitement when he received it
over a week ago. He hastilly made air reservation getting seats in time to get
to the next days event in time. Kurt had his ace in the hole. At least he
could get a sentence or two out of her press conference. That at least would
help him keephis job and if he could elaborate a little and add to what she
would say and get away with it, or actually get to talk with her directly he
would be home free. It would be a risk but Kurt had done it before with other
celebratees and succeded over four years ago. But nonetheless this could turn
out to be a hopeless situation if he could not get on the good side of this
Sheila woman. She had lightened up her responses to himin recent letters after
he had been more sincere in his wording and implied that he felt that even
though he was beneath the staus of Maya!---And he skillfully
added!---"YOURSELF!"---That he was willing to let her make the judgement if he
was worthy of a face to face with her, Sheila, in liuwe of a possible meeting
with Maya Artiel!----Many others had been Kissing Sheila's Ass over and over
again with no result. but something told Sheila that this persistant Man
needed to be told directly where He Stood!----------

The Ride from the airport to Kurt Topping's hotel would have been uneventful
had it not been for the call he received on his cell phone!----"Mr.
Topping?"---The low Sultry voice echoed in his ear. Kurt felt his Heart
Jump!-----"You Shall Meet My Press Agent At The Beverly Hills Hotel Withing
the Hour!---You Shall Request To Meet With Sheila Reed On The Twenty Second
Floor, Suite 3. You Must Be Exactly On Time. If You are Not!---Sheila Will
DEAL With You!---ARE We CLEAR?"-------Kurt Was Stunned!---He Was
Shocked!---His Heart Felt Heavy for two reasons: First of all it was in fact
the very voice of Maya Artiel!---One could not mistakde that heavy Haughty
Voice from her Recordings and Shows. Second: He was far from Her Hotel and
there was a great deal of traffic. How could he fail now!---He was already
almost there. He had actually received a call from Maya Herself. What Reporter
or Interviewer had ever come this close!----

"DRIVER!-------PLEEEESSSEE!"---I'll Pay You Whatever You Wish!---GET Me To The
Beverly Hills Hotel As Fast As You Can!"---Kurt shouted in a pleading, whining
loud voice.

To His misfortunsuite 3. Kurt looked down at the Slight frame of Sheila
Reed!-----Kurt's dimb expression was enough to make Sheila Laugh up into his
face had she not been so ANGRY Presently!-----And She was did not look like
what Kurt had expected her to look like!---His Pre concieved image of her was
an average height younger Blond woman, and very conservative, probalbly prim
and proper with short cut hair and wearing specticals!----she was not She was
SLim with short dark hair and only standing just under five feet in height.
Sheila Was ASIAN!------

Kurt's Head Rocked so far to his right that he began to topple down landing on
his right knee. the impact from the small fist was so severe that he nearly
blacked out and tears instantly began to form from the corners of his eyes.
Kurt had just taken a glance down the length of the shorter woman's body after
noticing her pretty face and was focusing his eyes as was his usual habit down
at her feet to see what kind of Heels she was wearing. He was merely trying to
judge her true height when he felt the fist slam into his left Jaw. On his
knees the bigger man was now head to head with Sheila!------------Because of
his teary eyes, he didn't see her left hand coming around from her other side
and connect with the high side of his right face slamming the larger man
nearly onto his left side. Kurt had tried to get to the location on time but
traffic was horrendous and that kept the Taxi bogged down despite the gallant
efforts of the anxious driver who had attempted to do his best and get the
reporter to his destination on time.

"Thhhhhaaaaahhssss---Noooo---Neeed--Taahhh--Thhisss!----Noooooooo---Paaaaa---L
eeeesssse!"--He cried out as Sheila Took hold of his head with both hands then
separated them and BOXED Kurt's Ears Several Times Before She Spoke
OUT!---------"WHY ARE YOU LATE?"--------