That night they did share a bath, where the main topic had been about Marta's first trial of anal sex, and her pleasant revelation that it had proved much better than she had hoped. Anna apologised for spying on them, saying she was unable to resist, and how at first she had thought they were doing real sex, until Karl backed out, and she heard the comments between them. She went on to say how exciting it had been to watch, and that she had played with herself before hardly realising where her fingers had ended up.

Marta said that was called voyeurism, which in a way described the relationship of the web site members enjoying photos of all the models, just one step further removed. After a full account of Marta's latest adventure they went over their usual post mortem of Anna's most recent studio shoot, Marta admitting she missed much of it while talking to Valya.

Now it was Anna's turn to get personal, in that her self pleasuring shortly prior to the shoot had resulted in her own natural wet look that had not needed the addition of her doctored solution to provide any wetness. Both girls were eager to see John's proofs when he had whittled the set to it's final form, keen to see how it compared to earlier sets where artifice had been used to archive a 'natural' wet look. If the results from the new set showed an improvement over the other sets Anna would be having an appointment with her fingers in preparation for all future photo or video shoots.

Later getting ready for bed Marta reviewed the information and advice from Valya upon the subject of pube control. First off her skin would be too young and delicate for electrolysis or laser treatments, besides they were supposed to be permanent solutions, and shaving the denser area of growth would be a different issue than shaving her legs. Waxing though it made her wince at the thought, would be the way to go.

If she tried it out on a monthly schedule, the best time would be just after her period as that was when the a girl's pain threshold was purported to be at it's highest, and the good thing was that when it regrew, it was as fine new hairs, not bristling stubble. Checking her calender, that would be possibly Saturday, or more likely Sunday the weekend after next that would be the first day she could book an appointment.

She would need to take a shower, and a pain pill about an hour before going to the salon, and she would need to check if they wanted her to cut her pubes down to length or if the therapist herself would do that prior to the waxing. The hair needed to be about 5mm long, then there was a list of do's and don'ts for afterwards, like no swimming or sunbathing for the first two days, as if anyone could sunbathe in December!

Assuming she survived the procedure, and could face it again, and Valya said subsequent visits got easier, it was a matter of if her rate of hair growth cooperated in that she had the necessary length of new hair at the same point in her cycle each month to do it at the same time. Waxing the week before your period was reckoned to be the worst time, so that was why she was delaying, she had the best advise, and planned to use it.

Her pubic hair had started to grow when she was about eleven and a half, and at the time it had seemed like a sign of oncoming maturity, but it had not been until recently she had changed her views about the mat of growth around her crotch.

Having a bare pussy would have been a fun thing to do in time for Karl's birthday, but she wasn't doing it just for him, though from Valya's comments it was supposed to encourage reluctant pussy eaters, and drive keen pussy eaters wild - goody! She hadn't said anything to him on the subject, so he wouldn't know of the delay in her plans, and he was sure to like the new look if her research so far was anything to go by.

Using pads overnight during her period she found was quite gross, so that would be an improvement, being less messy and more hygienic, and her pubic hair though not thick, was spread out quite wide . She would no longer feel limited in her choice of undies, or when it came to choosing new swimsuits next summer, but she was yet to decide if she wanted the full Brazilian, or to leave a small landing strip as both appealed to her.

She had overheard some catty remarks in the changing room at school with regard to those girls who had severely trimmed or depilated their pubes, but Marta felt confident in her womanly status and maturity, and she would not be discouraged by such small minded girls, who were perhaps secretly envious of their more adventurous classmates. With her circle of friends at school, both inside and outside of those linked to the studio, she would have more supporters than detractors, and she may even start to sway opinion on the pube issue if a few more became brave enough to try it out.

With Anna's latest discoveries of various types of porn forum on the internet, which both of them had found interesting and informative, Marta had done some of her own research and was compiling a list of forums where teen girls met to debate subjects of common interest. So far two were in Russian, and the rest were in English, either based in the UK or USA, so she was now able to follow for the most part without resorting to her dictionary.

Most of the sites looked to have a moderator who stopped or deleted threads that got on to topics that were deemed unsuitable, but there were a couple of sites where nothing was censored, there were even threads on incest. Several girls joined in who were having sex with an older or younger brother, and sibling incest looked to be popular with those girls who had a male twin. Next down the pecking order seemed to be cousins, then uncles, but very few admitted to sleeping with their fathers, though step-fathers seemed fair game.

She couldn't tell for sure if the participants were being truthful, but given the anonymity of the net, and hiding behind their false online names why would they make up stories of the things they did, or ask for advise from others about their situation, or conversely be so willing to hand out advice. For now she was just a lurker, but she could see the appeal of joining in and suspected at some point she would be tempted to take part.

Marta imagined how she could introduce herself on one of the sites, "I'm fourteen years old with a seventeen year old bf, and I'm a consultant and scriptwriter for a web site that features naked teen and pre-teen models, one of which is my eleven year old sister." It was factual, but no one would believe her, besides she would never actually write down anything that would cause that much attention as it would start a flame war.

As she lay there waiting for sleep to come, one hand moved down to toy with her clit as the other tweaked a nipple, thinking back to the time she had spent that afternoon with Karl, dropping off as her body relaxed into a warm fuzzy state.

In her room Anna had Jilled-off several times before sleep took hold, for it had been an exciting day what with the live sex lesson, then doing a really good set which always left her on a high, and she had enjoyed the reactions from John to her teasing. Anna was curious if her new wetter pussy was due entirely to the scene she had witnessed that afternoon, or if it was a more permanent sign of her maturing body, on reflection she thought maybe she had been a bit wetter 'down there' over recent weeks.

She often felt conflicted when she played with herself, as she revelled the physical joy of her favourite new hobby, but she didn't have a boyfriend or even potential boyfriend to focus on, though sometimes thoughts of Karl would cross her mind making her feel guilty. On other occasions she had even thought of John, or a couple of her teachers at school, but it had not just been guys, the idea of touching some women or other girls had also gone through her mind at these times, which had left her confused.

It was not as if she was unaware of the many and various sexual traits and interests that existed, it was just that she had never considered until now that she herself may at times think of other girls in a sexual way. She had seen so many images in their research even before her latest forays onto the internet, but she had considered them from a technical point of view, in order that she might learn to be a better model. Now she saw them in a new light, in that girls had nice flowing shapes with softer skin and lips, Anna sure felt this business of growing up was perplexing.

Thursday after school Anna sat in her room practising on her guitar as she waited for the start of her first after school Forum chat session. She vaguely knew one of the others due to join in, as the girl attended the other popular city school, but the third girl was from the small town of Kishinev near the Rumanian border whom she had never met, so she looked her up on the studio web site.

As the clock ticked down the final seconds Anna was in her seat snacks and drinks to hand ready for the next two hours, unfortunately it looked like their country cousin had a case of nerves as it was soon apparent she had not reset her computer keyboard for the correct alphabet, as she was typing in Cyrillic characters. This was soon resolved, and was a subject of discussion for a short while, as to the various languages that the girls spoke between them, with a few of the more travelled members typing out some phrases phonetically in several eastern European languages.

Living as the girls did in a polyglot society it was not uncommon for a question asked in Russian to be answered in Ukrainian or the language of any of the bordering countries, or sometimes in Surzhyk, which was a bastard mixture of Ukrainian mixed with Russian.

After the initial hiccup, all three girls pulled their weight, and Anna was able to see that the the participating members were almost entirely a different group than she had seen on the morning chat group. It was clear that the members knew the girls they were talking to, with various comments about sets each girl had done, till at last one person asked Anna what material she had ready for release.

Natasha : "That is not always an easy question to answer as we have to fit in photo shoots between school and social time we spend with friends. Sets may not come out in the same order as they were taken, but I am hoping to make a video with one of my friends in time for Christmas."

Mr Mustard : "Will that be with Nadia, Laura, or one of the other girls from the studio?"

Anna was impressed someone would immediately come back with the names of the two other girls with whom she had shared a stage, and tried to come back with a good reply.

Natasha : "I expect to see many of my friends over the coming holidays, so we haven't made any firm plans yet, please let me know who you would like me to invite over for a visit to join in on a video, and I will see if it can be arranged."

There, Anna thought, that will give Marta and Alina a little more research material if we can get the members to state their preferences.

Gary G : "I love any two girl sets."

The discussions continued in a fairly orderly manner, with many changes of subject until Anna was asked about if she really went horse riding.

Natasha : "Of course I ride, didn't you see my rosettes? My horse is called Trigger the same as the horse from the famous old wild west films, but he doesn't do tricks, and so far we only jump over small fences."

She had heard of a famous horse of that name thinking it would appeal to her US fans, but she as yet was still giving serious consideration to perhaps getting her own horse next year if her career was still going as strong as it was now.

Anna sat back as the two others took centre stage for a while, each taking time to talk about their hobbies, until some newcomer started to get too personal, going beyond the realms of what was deemed acceptable, but he was soon flamed by other members who told him his behaviour was out of order. Aside from that one incident the rest of the time flew by with Anna getting more confident in answering each question from her avid fans.

The three girls met up in the models private chat zone after the session to talk among themselves about the little keyboard error, sure the girl would never live it down, and about each of their performances. More girls joined in as they had been able to view the session in real time, and many had ideas for directing new threads during future time slots.

After chess club on Thursday Marta went straight round to see Nana Olga and Gramps as he was particularly keen to follow her progress, having been her initial teacher. They now saw their old neighbours about four times a week, either popping round to their cottage, or the old couple coming round for a big family meal, always willing to mind the boys, or to provide any help if they were asked.

Gramps had been over to the Squat a few times passing on requests from some of the wealthier nearby residents about odd repairs, larger jobs, or bookings for work related to the coming holiday season, clients wanting to make sure they got in first to arrange their work ahead of their neighbours.

As many local people were aware Gramps was the contact man through which they could call on the services of the MMC lads for their little jobs, or IMC for building work, he made sure he was seen out and about on a regular walk both morning and evening. When Marta's crew had been booked by two of the larger houses to help erect and decorate New Year's trees in the gardens of their houses, he let that slip in conversation with other home owners, and soon others didn't want to be seen as the poor relations.

It now seemed much of the road would have outdoor decorations over the holidays, and Taras and his friends would be keeping busy. Marta had been staying in touch with Taras in her visits to the Squat, glad that they were maintaining standards which in turn helped them retain and grow their customer base. On the social front it had been fun watching him and Irisha slowly circling one another, but both having previously sunk to such low ebbs in their lives, each felt the other to be out of reach.

A little while back Marta thought the dance had gone on long enough, and spoke to them both, giving a nudge, suggesting to each that their attentions would not be unwelcome by the other. They were now a couple, though she knew from Irisha that they hadn't gone much further than kissing so far, but the girls had talked of going out as a foursome on some double dates in the near future if there was some event they might all like to attend.

The life Taras lead had changed so much, what with regular work, vastly improved living conditions, and an increased network of friends he could rely on, and now he had a girl in his life too. Simply eating three square meals and having a place to call home had a marked effect on his health both physical and psychological, he even had some savings put by to tied him over if work should slacken off.

Best of all he had his pride back, going out with Irisha, he could treat her, or at worst go Dutch, so he did not feel he was taking advantage by sponging off her. He also tried to live by the rules Marta laid down for the team all of the time, cutting out the swearing, being polite to people, and showing respect, and it paid off in the way others treated him in return.

Working for the rich people in their big houses only reinforced what he saw as the vast disparity in their society, there was nothing the likes of him or his kind could do to change this, but by making an effort he now had a much better life. He and his friends had been given an amazing opportunity, and slowly via the Squat various other men and a few more street kids who had the gumption to work hard to change their circumstances were starting on a new path.

Karl's day started with a whole bunch of post over breakfast, birthday cards, and a phone call from Marta wishing him a happy birthday, then later at work he got news of a pay review that made his day even better. When he went to see Dmitri that afternoon Alina was talking about developments occurring on the TTMF which was now barely more than a week old, but was developing at an astounding rate.

In an unexpected move a few of their Gold-plus members with relatively poor English had upgraded and the girls were endeavouring to include these newcomers into the threads of debate. Apparently girls on forum were starting to link together threads with their multi lingual skills, and translating between members from Russia and Poland or other places so they could follow the English dialogue. Also the girls were having fun making up events they were telling the members about, and they were simultaneously using their own private chat forum in the background to hold a conversation among themselves to talk privately together while also taking part in the forum.

When Marta had suggested a private talking shop where the models could chat among themselves, Dmitri had just set up the relevant software and stepped back, but had asked Alina if she would oversee it now and then to check how well it was running. The Forum moderation was for the most part now handled by the girls, and the adults who had been involved now felt their presence superfluous, and their private chat zone he felt should be just that, though he was grateful to have Alina keeping an eye on it.

Of course Alina and Marta spoke frequently if only on the phone, with Marta often thinking of new lines of research, or looking for trends in either the members own forum or what was happening in the new TTMF. During the upcoming New Year and Christmas season when many models from out of town would be making the most of their school break, there would be a big push to record the girls in a new range of costumes inspired through the studies they had made recently, and confirmed through seeding the members forum.

It seemed their membership liked uniforms from real life, be that lady police officers, traffic wardens, secretaries or even soldiers, without forgetting the more traditional girls in nurses outfits or dressed as Catholic schoolgirls. They had just completed a run on the schoolgirl theme, and elves or other Christmasy themes were now under-way for release shortly.

As soon as school let out for the year the studio would be running at full tilt, and next year should prove to be busier yet, with auditions planned for both the spring half term, and another round up in May just prior to the summer holidays. May would mark Ann's first anniversary, when she herself had been in that long line of hopefuls, as if every eligible girl in their old town had come to sign on to be a model. To have missed that cut, to be one of the girls not chosen, their lives would have taken on another path, one none of them could bare to think of.

Ivan, the other studio bosses, and the owners of the entire network had done considerable planning for the year ahead, additional divisions to open up in different cities, and new web site brands splitting the market into more themed avenues. There would also be a need to make more use of outdoor location shooting as soon as the climate permitted, as they did not have sufficient dedicated studio facilities, combined with the fact their models were scattered right around the country.

Across the board they were scaling up the staff, able to choose the best photographers on hand, and the finest designers, seamstresses, and craftsmen to maintain the quality on which the studio had been founded. Ivan considered the model auditions as both the best and worst part of his job, to change the life of a girl and her family in such a dramatic way, but conversely to see the multitudes of those who he was unable to help tugged at his conscience. Mira his wife was a comfort at those times, telling him he did much more to aid these people than all the bureaucrats who were just out to line their own pockets.

When looking at the world through her eyes he could see how the studio benefited more than just the models, their families, and the staff. A large sector of the local economy even in the city gained from the trickle down effect, two of the nearest schools did well for all of their pupils, and he was sure the welfare of far more people further afield were enhanced just from the spending power generated from the business.

On Saturday morning the sisters had another early start, but they were taking Irisha and Eve with them for a girly morning out, as neither of their friends had ever been riding before. The stables had boots and clothing to loan out for the two novices, and with the sisters help they were soon out meeting the horses. Marta had not felt too good first thing that morning noting it was day twenty-five of her cycle, so her visitor was due Wednesday, but she wouldn't allow her natural rhythms to dominate her life, and soon enough the gentle motion of her mount around the paddock improved how she felt.

It was an enjoyable morning though Eve said she would perhaps wait until it was warmer until she next went riding, and they dropped her at home before they went home to shower and change, Irisha having brought additional clothes used the girls bathroom, then they went off to see how arrangements were progressing for tomorrow's shoot.

Ella and Elena only spoke to the girls briefly on their pass through to get washed and changed, then once again had the house to themselves, as the boys were over spending time with Nana Olga and Gramps. The two women had started mid morning to prepare for the evening's celebrations, Elena learning from her new friend about the art of baking, a skill as an office worker, she had not developed. She also began to understand the joys and problems of having daughters, or in fact having four offspring to care for rather than just the one.

Elena also now grasped the full horror of the situation from which they had been plucked, hearing a first hand account of what life was like in a small town where many of the major employers had closed down. Somehow the television news never conveyed the human tragedy in quite the same way, and though Kiev had many of it's own problems with unemployment and homelessness, it also had some job opportunities, and some people of great wealth who seemed unaffected by any changes in the economy.

At the apartment Andreas and Sergio were emptying several large cardboard boxes which were labelled as 'Natasha's home contents'. The pet feeding bowls, framed photos, and rosettes for gymkhana events were being placed with the aid of diagrams and pictures from when they had last used this setting. Any changes were subtle, a wall calender was now open to December, and the teen magazines now showing the most recent issues, but they also had boxes with props for the coming shoot.

There were two piles of greetings cards, one from supposed friends and relatives, and a second group that had been signed with the names of various models which might be seen as the girls went through their little play the following day. They all helped with the set up arranging the various props, then took a break as they waited for the men who would be delivering the tree.

When it turned up, it was in a heavy pot, and shrouded in a net sleeve which was pulled off once it had been placed in the desired location. It was tall, maybe just twenty centimetres shy of the ceiling, and they had a ladder ready so they could reach the top tomorrow when they went through the motions of dressing the tree. They had of course studied the way it was customary to decorate trees in the west, so it would look more traditional for their audience as a Christmas tree, rather than their own New Year Festive tree.

Marta pointed out that it was getting all the small details right that separated their society from that of their potential audience that made their presentation look so good in the eyes of their members. By going to the high end stores that catered to foreigners, or the richest of those in the city, suitable decorations and props had been found to meet the needs of the script, and they went through a check list to ensure everything was in place.

Once the men had left, the girls did a dressed rehearsal, as in not getting undressed to see that the flow of the script, and the initial position of all their props were in the right places. After going through the running order a few times they ironed out a glitch or two and felt that tomorrow's recordings would run smoothly. Irisha only needed to walk over to the next building to get home but the sisters had called a cab for their journey, wishing to get changed again in time for Karl's party.

Marta stared in the mirror thinking to herself it was typical, just when she wanted to look her best that her zits should make an appearance, but at least they weren't too bad this month, and what with taking the pill, and skin care tips from Valya she was able to see that it was not as bad as it had been previously. She realised she was lucky in that many other girls at school complained about worse symptoms, like breast pain, headaches, or feeling really bloated the week before their period, so at least she didn't have that to contend with.

On Tuesday as they were cleaning up before heading downstairs to wait for 'Anna's return' Karl got round to telling her of his mum's comments as to how she wouldn't object to them getting together round at Karl's place. He had stumbled over the conversation he had had with his mum, oddly red faced as he told the story, Marta marvelling that men were even the same species, in that they had such poor communication skills.

When they had a moment alone Marta discussed the issue with Elena, thanking her as the two of them joked about Karl's slow training, though obliquely Marta did say there were a few areas where he was fairly well trained. The birthday boy had not yet arrived to defend himself as the subject of discussion between the two most important females in his life, but if he had been aware of the conversation his ears would have glowed bright red.

It was a very convivial evening, for a seventeenth birthday party, and surrounded by two sets of respective parents, the young couple restrained their normal amorous inclinations and behaved in a circumspect manor. The two fathers present having technical and practical skills found common subjects of interest to discuss, much to the disgust of their wives, who had covered between them a greater range of topics during their get together.

Karl had received a range of nice gifts, but it was clear he was impressed with the trip computer from Marta, which he intended fitting first thing the next day so he could take a spin around the city parks to try it out. The party didn't go on too late as the girls had an early start the next morning, and as the adults had indulged in a little wine Igor apologised he could not offer to drive them home, but a call to the cab company resolved the issue, so they didn't need to use the Metro on a Saturday night, with concerns of drunken louts on the transport system.

The sisters had no trouble sleeping that night after such a hectic non stop day, and with the videos planned for the following day getting back to school on Monday would be restful by comparison. Anna didn't masturbate that night in bed, she decided to wait till morning in order to have that fresh flushed wet look for her appearance on camera.

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To be continued in Chapter 46.

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