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Jack was in amongst it all.

Being the judge, certainly helped.

He had helped line many people's pockets and the favor was returned by allowing  him to MC the event.

'And the winner is.....'

The twenty contestants just looked, waiting.

Waiting for what, I thought.

'More like waiting for the casting couch.'

Max was onto it.

I knew what was coming next.

'...to be announced tomorrow.'

The event has been adjourned.

Then Jack's assistant, a big titted whore in a red sequined dress, told the contestants that they  were free to enjoy another night in balmy Jember in the city's best hotel.

The girls didn't seem put out at all.

Even a few of the contestants started chatting with Jack.

Oldest trick in the book, 'fuck your way to the top,' said Max who seemed to have more experience in this field than he was letting on.

And I hoped I'd be able to help Jack in the casting couch.

Ms Surabaya had already caught my eye.

A seasoned beauty pageant, she had won Miss East Java last year and she definitely seemed the type to  come to the negotiation table.