He did indeed find a buyer; several in fact, for the photo shoot. There was always a market for pictures of lovely pre-teen girls in the 'almost' nude. And there was an additional mark-up when it was promised that the pics were just an appetizer for the 'good stuff' to follow. A few days after the shot, Hank was a few of grand richer and stopped by Stacie's house to give her mom another hundred and fifty dollars. He explained that since he's made a sale, he was giving her the rest of Stacie's payment. He knew that this would buy him the trust he needed to continue his plans. As long as the mom was happy that she was going to get a steady steam of cash, she wouldn't be getting in the way. He waited as long as he could stand it, three more days, before calling and stating that the client wanted another set and was willing to pay a thousand dollars. Their share would be half, after expenses, so about $450. He could hear Stacie squealing in the background as her mom relayed the offer.

He'd set the time and date for the session for the next Tuesday afternoon, right after school. The wait had been excruciating, but now she was here! He couldn't help but sing 'Thank heaven for little girls' as he headed for the dressing room. Stacie had dropped her backpack and was busily looking thru the costume rack. "We won't need much today, sweetheart" Hank said. "The client wants us to continue where we left off last time. That's the way it works, each time they want more." He handed her the same white silk robe she'd worn before. "Let me know when you're ready, we need a little make-up this time" he said as he left the room. There was no reason to turn on the recorders today; they had been repositioned to the studio hoping to film better action there.

After a couple of minutes Stacie called out "OK, I'm all set!" Hank went back into the dressing room and stopped to admire his yummy model. He had her turn slowly before leading her over to a chair in front of the large mirror. Pulling down a make-up bag, he took out some supplies. He expertly applied eye shadow, liner, and mascara then had her pucker up while he painted her luscious lips.

Giving her plenty of time to admire her reflection in the mirror, he could see she was thrilled with the results. "OK, untie the robe. One last thing and we're ready to go to work." Stacie pulled the bow loose and looked at Hank. He took a sable brush and dipped it into some pink rouge then softly ran the brush across both her cheeks. Dipping it back into the rouge, he opened the front of her robe, exposing her budding breast and flicked the soft brush across her right nipple several times. Dipping it again, he did the same to her left side. Both nipples were now like hard little pebbles, standing erect. "That might be too much, we don't want it to stain the silk" he said, pulling a clean brush from the kit. Then with strokes that barely touched the rounded flesh he swept most of the rouge away, leaving her tiny tits glowing even brighter from her excitement.

Taking her hand, he pulled her to her feet her and led the way into the studio. She had forgotten all about the robe and left it untied. He turned on the recorders as he adjusted the lights, picked up his digital camera and had her begin with some easy poses that showed off her entire body, then started getting in closer for some tight shots. She followed his instructions and cupped her breasts, massaging the tender mounds. And it didn't take long to lose the robe as he kept praising and encouraging her. Finally he had her sitting on a long padded bench, her knees bent, legs up, comfortably displaying her open pussy to the camera. "Damn it! Something's not right!" he muttered, lowering the camera.

Stacie had been totally focused on the camera and was jolted by his comment. "What's wrong?" she asked lowering her legs and sitting up on the bench. She made no attempt to cover up and Hank was VERY pleased.

He scratched his head for a second. "I'm not sure, but it just doesn't look right."

Stacie looked puzzled. "What doesn't look right?"

"I know what it is!" Hank exclaimed. "We need some more make-up!" and he ran back to the dressing room, quickly returning with a small bottle of clear liquid. "Just lay back while I apply this."

Stacie rolled back onto her elbows. "What is it?"

"Oh, it's just something to make you shiny. That was the problem, for a really good picture we need to see you look wet." As he was speaking he lifted her knee and pushed her leg back, opening her thighs. Then he popped the top on the bottle and let the fluid drip into the junction. "This will be perfect! It will look like you are dripping with excitement!" he said; bring his index finger to the puddle and stroking it down across the outer lips of her pussy.

Stacie was shocked at his touch. She gasped as his finger slid over her; she'd never had anyone touch her there. The only fingers there had been her own, and it hadn't been very long ago that she's first discovered that pleasure. She knew that she should do or say something, but was frozen.

Hank gently rubbed the slick lubricant all over the little girl's cute cunt. "This will be perfect, it shows up great in the photos... really picks up the light" he said as he let his index finger part the thin lips and lightly brush against her trembling clit. Stacie's body stiffened and she grabbed his wrist. Hank stopped and looked her in the eyes, "It's OK, Stacie. I'm just applying some make-up." The grip on his wrist relaxed a little. "I know this seems weird to you, but if you want to earn big bucks we have to give the client what they want." He felt her relax a little more. "The sexier we can make your layout, the more money we'll get and the more work you'll get." She nodded and finally released her grip. Hank brought his hand up and squirted more onto his finger. "Just the finishing touch and you'll be all set" he said as he lower that hand again. Stacie remained still as he parted the outer lips with his thumb and middle fingers then lightly caressed her still erect clit, coating it with the shiny goo. Working gently, he kept stroking till Stacie started to squirm and her breath quickened.

Leaning down he whispered "God, you are so beautiful!" and slowly let his finger slide down the valley of her well lubricated folds and into the opening of her vagina. Hank slid his fat finger into her, up to the second knuckle and used his thumb to caress the hood over her sensitive love button. A low moan escaped from Stacie's parted lips and Hank tentatively pushed the invading digit deeper into her virgin orifice. He was probing for her hymen, and didn't want to cause his young model any pain. Sinking further into the slick warm tunnel, he met no barriers, finally burying his finger deep inside the little girl. There were lots of ways for the delicate hymen to be ripped, and Hank was a little relieved that he wouldn't have to deal with the pesky membrane.

Rotating his finger in quarter turns he marveled at how tight her grasping pussy was, and finger fucked her quivering cunt for a few strokes. Then abruptly withdrawing his hand, he said "All set! Now let's wrap this up" and after wiping his hand on a nearby towel, he picked up the camera and began shooting again. Stacie had been lying back on the bench, legs wide open, lost in the sensations she was feeling. It took her a moment to realize that things had changed and she slowly got back into modeling mode. Hank directed her thru a few familiar poses that showed off her now glistening pussy, then instructed her to use her own fingers to hold the lips open so he could get a good shot of the inside. "That's always a real moneymaker, baby. OH, yeah! Just like that!" he praised as she pulled her slippery cunt open for him.

Hank glanced at the time and saw that more than 2 hours had passed, and he'd taken almost two hundred pics. He kept shooting for another ten minutes, always encouraging Stacie to expose more of the tender pink flesh, knowing that her fingers were slipping and sliding all over, keeping her in constant arousal. He finally put the camera down and walked over to the bench, bringing the towel with him. "You were fantastic! I don't think I've ever seen anyone so sexy! Now just relax while I help get you cleaned up" he said kneeling beside the bench. Still holding the towel, he placed his hands on her knees, lifted them up and pushed back, opening her again. "First we need to remove this excess goop" he said as he used the side of his hand to push the fluids that had been dripping down her legs back toward her crotch. Most of it was extra lubricating gel, heated and mixed with her own secretions. He dabbed the towel gently over her pussy, then lifting it said "You're gonn'a have this crap dripping out of you all day if we don't clean inside." And before she could respond he placed his open mouth over her entire pussy and sucked as hard as he could. Stacie squealed and clamped her thighs around his head. Hank could feel the juices filling his mouth and stuck out his tongue to lap at the honey as it flowed from deep inside her immature womb.

After maybe a minute of his oral onslaught, Stacie put both hands on top of Hank's head, parted her thighs and pushed. There was a loud smacking sound as his lips lost suction on her pussy. "That's enough! It's gross!" she spat.

Hank rocked back, "Nothing gross about it. As a matter of fact it tastes pretty good." He took a finger to wipe the trail of slime that was running down his chin. Holding it up to her, he asked "Want a taste?" In fact, the lubricating jelly DID taste pretty good, a nice sweet flavor but not as sweet as the nectar from the excited virgin!

"OH, GROSS!" Stacie groaned, watching him suck the juice off his finger. She was now sitting up, her legs pulled up to her chest, arm clasped around her knees. It was obvious that she didn't want any more 'cleaning' right now.

Hank stood up, handed her the towel and said "OK, sweetie. Go get dressed while I get your money ready." He watched her walk away to the dressing room before heading to his office. Even though he'd just photographed her naked body from every angle possible, he still enjoyed watching her ass sway as she walked away.

He had an envelope containing the $450 for Stacie's mom in his hand and her tip ready in his pocket when she walked back into the front room. Hank had unlocked the door, flipped the sign back to OPEN and was sitting on one of the chairs by the door. "Here's the money. Now don't forget to give that envelope to your mom, and she already knows how much is in it" he teased. "Do you need a ride home today?"

"No, I'm going to the mall and my mom will pick me up there." There was a nice strip mall only 5 blocks from the studio, and Hank figured they both were anxious to do some serious shopping with that cash.

"OK, then" he said reaching into his pocket. "I guess you get your tip now" and he fanned out the 5 ten dollar bills. Stacie's eye's lit up as she reached forward. "But I want my kiss first" he smiled, pulling the money back. She stepped closer and he slipped his arm around her waist, pulling her onto his lap. It was a little awkward with the backpack over her shoulder but Hank didn't care. Putting the bills against her face, he pulled closer and kissed her. He held the kiss, letting his free hand roam up her back and soon Stacie was responding, her arm snaking around his neck as she kissed him back. Again, there were no tongues involved but it was a long and satisfying kiss. Breaking it, he looked deep into her eyes and then gave her another quick peck before releasing her.

Hank handed her the cash "You don't have to tell your mother about this."

She stuffed the bills into her pocket. "Do you think I'm crazy? I don't tell mom anything!" she laughed as she slid off his lap. She started toward the door, then paused and looked back "Hank, do you think you'll get enough money from this set to pay me a little more?"

"I might" he replied. "Why? Do you need something?"

She grinned at him "Oh there are lots of things I need and mom is being really mean! I'm the one doing all the work, and she gets most of the money!"

Hank smiled to himself, thinking that's the way it works with pimps, which was what her mom was, even if she didn't know it. "Tell you what we'll do. If I can get you a higher paying gig, we'll keep the money the same for your mom, and all the extra will go into your tip."

"Can you really do that?" Stacie questioned, "How much extra?"

"I can do whatever it takes to make my favorite model happy!" Hank said. "And how much depends on what kind of set we shoot. I can charge quite a bit if a client wants something special."

"What do you mean... special? Would it be different from what we just did?" Stacie wanted to know.

Hank paused a moment, "No, it wouldn't be too much different. Sometimes people want specific things, like special costumes or certain poses. Depending on what they ask for and how much they want it, I can negotiate for more money."

Stacie thought for few seconds and went right to the bottom line. "What pays the best?"

Hank was a little surprised at the question, but happy to answer. He'd been wondering how he was going to breach the subject. "Well, in your case, being such a beautiful young girl, I think they'd pay a lot for some simulated sex shots."

"SEX!? You mean pictures of me actually DOING it!?" she stammered.

"No, silly! I said SIMULATED" Hank emphasized. "That means we'd set up the shots so it looked like sex. It would all be posed, just like you've been doing."

Hank could see the wheels turning as she thought about it. "How much money would I get?" she finally asked.

"I can't make any guarantees till I find a customer and work out the details. But if we keep your mom's cut at $450, I'm think your tip could be almost that much" he told her. "Should I start looking for a client?"

She chewed her lower lip as she considered it, looking so damn cute. Finally she muttered "Just posing... it's just posing, not real." Before Hank could respond to her muttering, she blurted out "OK, let's do it!"

"If that's what you want, baby. I'll start checking and I'll give you a call as soon as I find a buyer" Hank said as he opened the door for her. Stacie skipped out the door, going to spend the cash in her pocket and dreaming of the bigger payday to come. Hank was already checking the calendar to pick the date for their next photo shoot; he didn't need to wait for a buyer. He knew there were plenty of buyers, anxious to pay for the kinds of pictures he planned to take.

He went into his editing room and checked the days work. There were some really great shots that gave him an instant erection. He knew that it was going to be profitable. Then with a little digital editing, he put together a very nice 30 minute video file that started with Stacie in her street clothes in the dressing room and proceeded thru the stages of posing until it ended with her groping her dripping pussy with both hands as she smiled and laughed. Then he made a separate file that showed his fingers worming into her, stroking her little cunt, and then sucking her pussy dry. That one would hopefully be the teaser for what was to come.