Riding along in the cab Ella was thinking how disconnected she had become with the studio of late, just popping in once a fortnight to get her hair done in the salon, meeting up now and then with Valya in the canteen for a catch-up on the latest news, sometimes bumping into Yana, Irisha's mum, but it was not often she saw the other staff. It had been good talking with Ivan, and he was keen that she come in with this new girl her daughters had discovered. Though today it was a driver she didn't really know, he had no problem waiting while she went into the apartment block to find Mary and Mikayla, seeing as she was a regular account customer with the company.

Ella was invited in, meeting Micky face to face for the first time, thinking Anna's pictures hardly did the girl justice, she was very pretty with a lovely complexion and having a milky coffee skin tone, a few shades lighter than that of her mother. The girl was bouncing with excitement, not showing a hint of the nervousness that was radiating from her mum.

Searching in her bag she produced, a booklet on nutrition for adolescent girls, a book on skin care, and a copy of Anna's FAQ for new models that Micky could look through. Ella pointed out item 14 on the list, stating that if they were to take any audition shots today it would be best if she didn't have tight panties on, or better still no panties at all, so as to avoid having marks round her waist and legs.

Without a second thought Micky skimmed her panties down, and Ella suggested Mary put them in her bag so they could be worn on the way home. Making sure they had everything they might need for their audition Mary locked up and they headed out, as a random thought entered Ella's mind that a year ago she could only have dreamed of living in such a nice apartment, but now it seemed cramped and squalid, though she didn't mean that in a bad way, and was glad not to have spoken out loud,

It wasn't too long a trip to reach the studio, though the driver had looked up at his mirror a few times at the three in the back, worried in case the cute little girl in the middle was about to wet herself, as she wriggled about, but then of course he wasn't to know it was just nervous energy, rather than a need to visit the bathroom. Ella signed the tab, and gave the man a tip, then lead the newcomers over to the main building where they were greeted by the receptionist who doled out two visitor passes, while Ella affixed her own pass that still read chaperone, although Marta had long superseded her in that role.

As Anna's mum lead the way Micky was bug eyed, the place was so new and modern with carpet tiles on all the floors, and none of the walls were scraped or dented, it even smelled fresh and clean. People they passed were all friendly, many stopping to say a few words, and chiding Ella for not coming by more often, till at last they met a lady called Tanya who gave Ella a hug, and said how much Ivan was looking forwards to seeing them.

At the commotion outside Ivan looked up from his screen, having just signed off the last end of month reports, pleased to see Ella and the awed looking mother and daughter who were with her. He stepped out of his office to greet his visitors, Ella getting a hug, and the mother and daughter both receiving a handshake.

Micky hoped that she did become a model, everyone was nice to her, and the boss man Ivan, hadn't treated her as a little kid when he shook her hand, and he had used her full name, but asked what she preferred to be called, saying that she could call him Ivan. As they sat around a small coffee table, instead of his desk, he included her in the discussion, rather than talk over her as so often happened with grown ups. The lady who worked outside his office came in and asked what drinks they all wanted, giving Micky a wide choice of soft drinks or fruit juice, so she asked for the blackcurrant squash.

Ivan asked which of the models she had met, and if she had seen any of their photo sets or videos, so she named the sisters, and the girls who had come for lessons, asking in return if all those girls were models. She found out they were, and there were hundreds and hundreds of girls who were models, but only about forty or fifty lived nearby in the city, the others lived spread out all over the country. Micky explained she hadn't seen any pictures yet but her mum had told her about them, and she was anxious to see what the fairytale settings looked like that her mum had talked about.

Ivan had picked up that the girl was most interested in the background settings, and the costumes, displaying no concern whatever regarding the nudity involved, which he felt was a good starting point. He asked if she would care to see some of the picture sets so she could get an idea of what was involved in the modelling work, and was there any model in particular she wanted to see. It came as no surprise Anna's name cropped up, and that she wanted to see the video of Anna making a mess in the kitchen.

Ivan was nice, he let her sit in his chair behind his desk, and showed her what to do with the mouse to step through Anna's pictures at at her own pace, and he didn't mind when she asked questions, so she found out that Anna's 'stage name' was Natasha, and that all the models had a professional name they used on the web sites. Micky loved every aspect of the picture sets, it was like stepping into a wonderland, and the clothes and shoes were all so pretty, though it was fun seeing how Anna seemed to be such a tease as she got undressed, slowly getting down to bare skin then being naughty the way she showed off her kitty and bottom to the camera.

Seeing the next folder was named 'Natasha Videos' Micky asked if she could look at those as her mum had talked of a video where Anna had made cakes. She double-clicked the icon as Ivan told her, and the screen soon burst into life as the video started.

"Hello my name is Natasha, I am ten years old, today I am making some cakes. They are for my friends, we are going to have a sleepover."

Micky watched spellbound as the action unfolded, laughing at the stunts Anna pulled, and realising that although at first she didn't quite understand the play on words, that Anna was putting more into the script than she was able to make out. When Anna spoke about her pussy loving cream, Micky thought that it could be deliberate that some of the sentences might have two meanings. In the background Ella who had seen this video twice in as many days, now had enough grasp of the language that she could almost follow the dialogue after being exposed to the BBC world service broadcasts on a regular basis. When the girls had made the video they had explained about the play on words, but at that time she had only known very few foreign words.

Ivan said he wanted to get on with the interview, and no doubt Anna would show her the remaining videos at another time. He was a nice man and talked to her as much as to her mum, asking if she would be uncomfortable doing similar photo sets to the ones she had seen, and if she might like to do little video scripts, like the cup cake video. Her mum had said earlier that day that she wouldn't need to be secretive about how they were easy going about casual nudity at home, as the modelling was all about getting naked.

From what the man said Micky could see that the models didn't need to make very many sets to be successful, but how girls were now putting photo sets away that they could use later, so they could still have young girl sets to release when they were older. At last Ivan asked if Micky wanted to try out a practice set in the studio, so she told him she had left off her panties like it said on Anna's notes, so she wouldn't have any marks. That made him laugh, and say he was glad she was serious about becoming a model.

Ivan checked the time and made a few phone calls, then suggested they all have lunch together in the staff canteen, and he would give them a brief tour round the complex on the way there. In each new department they passed through Micky was wide eyed, there was a place where ladies made all the costumes, then there was another place where there was rack after rack of clothes hanging up like a super shop for fairy land characters.

At each of their stops everyone was nice to her, welcoming her to the studio, and saying that she would be a big star, she had never had so many grown ups treat her like she was so important, other than her parents and grandpa. They went to the place where men with tools and paint were making the background scenery, then they went down a long corridor where the studios were, and Ivan said that the light went on over the door when they were in use, and you weren't allowed to go in, but none were in use at the moment.

In the canteen she could choose anything she wanted to eat, and it was much nicer than school dinners, and they had lots of deserts or fruit for afters. The bit her mum liked, was that it was all free, then Anna's mum started talking about the beauty salon that was all free as well, and they would probably visit that on the way to the studio after lunch. As they sat down with their trays, Micky felt the cool chair on her bare bum as she sat down, as her skirt had billowed out, and it felt odd feeling the chair reminding her of her naked skin, her panties being in her mum's handbag.

She kept her ears open as she followed the conversation between the grown-ups, with Ivan asking about her dad's job, and about how her mum was getting on teaching English. He said how he frowned at the attitude of some parents who saw their daughter's career as a free meal ticket, instead of being prudent and making plans for the future. Her mum said how she liked teaching better than her old job, and might eventually look for students other than just models or staff from the studio, which Ivan said was a good idea.

After the meal the adults had coffee, but Micky didn't like coffee, so the lady taking the orders asked if she would like a milkshake or juice. Micky had a chocolate milkshake with a straw, but soon after felt the need for a pee with all the drinks she had consumed that morning. Even the toilets here were super, they were all clean with proper seats, and there was soft toilet paper provided, something that was never seen outside her own home, if you went to school unprepared you couldn't wipe afterwards. At the sinks there was soap and hand cream, and tissues, and towels and everything.

The tour now continued with both mother and daughter impressed by the beauty salon, then they went via the IT department, to visit the department where the photographers and video people edited the results of their labour. Ivan introduced them to many people along the way, including an older teenager called Karl who was Marta's boyfriend, and she found her two friends even had their own smart office with a plaque on the door. A funny short man with a small pointy beard even had a bunch of Anna's photos on his wall, she strained on tip toes to see what was written on the central picture.

"Here's looking at you Dmitri, - To the first member of my fan club love from Natasha."

The man explained that the first bit was a kind of joke, as it was a line from a very old film that he liked, and how the 'Goose sisters' were very clever with words. As they moved off to the photographic department Ivan said how there were few people in at the moment, as they had not expected any models in till later that afternoon, and how normally one of their lady photographers often took the shoots for auditions, or for first timers. Micky hadn't really considered who would be taking the pictures, having taken for granted that it would be a man behind the camera, and she told Ivan that she didn't mind.

"In that case I'm sure John is in doing some edits of shoots he took earlier this week, and he's the guy who takes all of Anna's photo sets, we could meet up with him, and see how you two get along together."

Anna's mum had already explained how you had to have someone like your mum or dad stay with you for each photo shoot, and had talked about what happened on set, so that she had some idea of what to expect. After passing a few desks that were occupied and exchanging greetings, they stopped at a big L shaped desk where a tall good-looking man who she supposed must be John, her photographer for the audition. He was busy on a call but he gave her a kind smile, and indicated for them to grab some nearby chairs.

She could hear him say to the other person on the phone that some important visitors had just arrived, and that he would phone them back next week.

"Ah, you must be the famous Mikayla, can I call you Micky? Is the pretty taller lady your mum? I can see a family resemblance."

"Are you John, how did you know my name?"

"Well a friend of mine dropped off her camera with instructions to print out the pictures, as they were taken on an outing arranged by your grandfather for your ninth birthday, and if I'm not mistaken you were the girl on the horse."

"We were all on horses silly, it was pony trekking at the stables where Anna has her horse Silver. It was the bestest birthday treat ever."

"Well I don't think I'll be able to take any pictures of you on a horse today, we don't keep any here at the studio, though a Lady Godiva shoot in the summer would be fun."

"Whose Lady Godiva?"

"It's an old legend about this noble lady who rode on her horse naked through the streets of an English town as some sort of protest."

"It might be fun in the woods, but not in town, and the saddle would need a nice soft cover, as I don't think it would be nice to sit on the leather without those riding trousers; breeches, that's what they were called."

"So that's a date for later in the summer, you be the cute naked lady rider, I'll be the wicked photographer, and we'll get Anna to sort you out a horse, then all we need is a soft cover so your bottom doesn't get stuck to the saddle, sounds like fun, we will need to arrange for a big pick-nick to take with us for a really great day out."

Soon the other grown-ups started to join in with the banter, till Ivan said he would go and check to see if any of the make-up artists were in at the moment, so that Micky could try out in front of the camera. She had been looking at the enormous screens on Johns desk and asked what he was doing.

"Well I'm sorting through a set of pictures that I took of a model a few days back, so I might take three hundred shots to get eighty to a hundred and twenty odd to make a set for the web site. I pick out all those that didn't turn out right, then make a few adjustments to the ones I want to keep. So for this girl, I stretched the pictures to make her taller, then I had to rub out the big ugly wart on the end of her nose."

Just for a second she was prepared to believe he might try to make a girl look taller, but then she knew he was pulling her leg, so she asked John to show her the pictures with the wart. Ella knew how much fun Anna had on set with John, and the jokes they played on each other, so it was pleasing to see the rapport he was developing with this young girl, and she hoped it would lead to a successful outcome.

John had an answer for the girl. "I save all the warts and moles to a special file, then I add them to the faces of the girls that ask the most awkward questions." This started Mary laughing, and telling Micky she had better behave he might cover her pictures in warts.

The phone on the desk rang, it was Ivan calling to say Carina was hanging about at the beauty salon, and to give her a call there when he knew what studio they would be using. He then called the scheduling manager, fairly sure he had his pick of any studio for the afternoon, but checking to see what backdrops were set up. Rather than overwhelm Micky with a wide choice, he described two of the sets, asking which she would want to use, then asked the manager to pencil him in for studio one for the next couple of hours.

John next spoke to one of the girls that looked after the the wardrobe department, and on hearing that Micky had visited them earlier, asked if they could send down an assorted rack of clothes to studio one, that she could try out during her audition. Galina picked up the phone in the salon, she said she would tell Carina to meet them in studio one.

In the studio Micky sat on the high stool, having gone though the round of introductions, and the make-up lady, Carina, explained to her what they were going to do. Mary looked on, she had worried that this whirlwind experience would make Micky nervous, but to the contrary, her daughter displayed a mix of wonder and excitement, and she realised she was projecting her own fears on the situation, and Micky was just fine. Ella seeing the brief flicker of concerned emotions cross the face of her new friend gave her hand a gentle squeeze, as if saying been there, done that, hopefully reassuring Mary it would be okay.

Micky had never worn make-up before, as her mum hardly ever wore any, though she had heard tales at school of other girls getting into trouble for having raided the dressing table of an older sister or their mother. Looking into the well lit triple mirror, Micky marvelled at what Carina had done. She had been told they were only going for a minimal approach, but it made such a difference, making her feel so grown up. Her lips now shone with the faintly coloured lip gloss, and there was just a touch of glittery colour below each eye, with a dark line extending from the corners of her eyes accentuating their shape.

It seemed a long time ago, but it was only earlier that day as they shared a bath, when her mum had told her about the studio, and how she wasn't to get her hopes up as it might come to nothing, but Micky wanted this so bad. It was super exciting, and she hadn't even had her picture taken yet, but all these people were making such a fuss of her.

John called her over to show her the cameras and lights, saying how some stayed on all the time, and how some of the other lights just flashed when he took the pictures. Next he took her over to the set that was one she hadn't seen in any of Anna's pictures, but the background painting was like a storybook village for pixies or fairy's with funny shaped houses, and curved roads that lead down to a sort of flower garden with a mix of plants, some real ones, and some strange make believe ones that were really big.

Carina took her over to look through all the brightly coloured costumes as they shuffled them on the rail sorting them out, likely ones on the right, and unsuitable ones on the left, with the idea that she would wear several different outfits in front of the camera. The first costume Micky wanted to try was a knee length dress made of two fabrics in alternating narrow vertical strips. The solid material was a nice shade of green, and the other stripes were a thin white net that you could see right through, so it was totally unlike anything she had ever worn before. It came with a pair of ordinary looking white panties, and the effect was a bit like looking at someone through Venetian blinds.

Without conscious thought she allowed Carina to undress her and help her into the outfit, that had a few large buttons on the front. She realised that each costume she had seen would be quick and simple to remove, which stood to reason if they wanted pictures of naked girls. Micky knew she was pretty, but she was not prone to vanity, and she had always sort of known how men and older boys liked to look at girls, especially in the summer when they had short skirts or swimwear.

In recent talks with her mum about growing up, it had become clearer why men liked to see girls with no clothes on, cause you took your clothes off to do sex, and her mum said it was good fun when you got older. Her mum had shown her where her special button was, though she had found it herself a while back, but at least now her mum had filled in the blanks. Though she had wanted to wear it, she thought the dress might feel odd made with so many seams, but it was nicely finished, and all smoothed over inside.

Micky was a little disappointed that there were none of the fancy shoes with any of the clothes, but Carina assured her that if she got signed on future costumes would be bound to have some amazing footwear. Ella and her mum were sitting at the make up table, and she gave them a little wave before moving over to the brightly lit area of the photographic set for John to take her pictures.

John wasn't so sure about her first choice of costume, but he wasn't expecting his best pictures till later in the set anyway, so it was a mute point. She was a little wooden and cheesy to start with, but as far as posing most girls had only ever smiled for family snaps. Having got away with making usable sets out of several auditions since Marta had first made the suggestion, he saw no reason not to see if he could make something out of this session, if he could get her relaxed enough to appear more natural in front of the camera.

"Hey Micky, you're not having fun yet, don't make me come over there and tickle you."

As she stuck out her tongue, he captured what he hoped was her first good image, and he continued to goad her looking for a reaction. Slowly he began to break down the inbuilt response people had at the sight of a camera, freezing and making an unnatural rictus grin that was the antithesis of what he wanted to achieve. He went through a few of the usual tricks he used to convince new models not to be afraid of movement, sure, he might get the odd blurred shot, but on rapid fire, he would get some shots that conveyed the motion without loosing the definition he required.

"So Micky, are you going to show me a little more of the girl hiding inside that dress?"

John was funny, she hadn't expected that he would want her to mess about, but then only hearing about this opportunity to become a model at such short notice, she hadn't known what to expect. He now wanted her to spin round so her two plaited braids spun outwards, and soon she got dizzy, and half fell into a sitting position on the soft mound of the pretend grass at the front of the set. Still feeling a little disorientated Micky started to pluck at the large buttons looking up at the camera with her head lowered.

"Yes, excellent, tease me, tease me!"

That had worked out well, she probably had no idea how the mixture of innocence with the way she looked at the camera as she disrobed would appear, but John was sure he had a winner on his hands. "Just throw the dress to one side, it doesn't matter if it shows in the pictures." He could see from the glint in her eye, this was not the way she would behave at home, many of these new girls would take care of the few clothes that they owned, though this girl had not come from the impoverished background that some of their models had come from.

While he was on a roll, he asked Micky if she could do some gymnastics, like stretching or tumbling about on the soft floor. With the flexibility of only the very young she put on quite a show, which John complimented her on, he then found out she was a budding gymnast at school. She was able to sit in a perfect splits position with her legs in a straight line, either to her sides, or with one forwards and one behind, John thinking they would make great shots after she lost the little white panties.

Micky basked in the praise, not able to really practice at home for fear of bumping into the furniture, so it was fun to show off some of her moves. She could feel there must be some soft crash mats under the fake grass, so she went on to do a handstand then show she could do the splits in that position as well.

John's praise was genuine, he was very happy with Anna's latest discovery, and talking about her hobby as she performed was putting the girl in the right frame of mind. When John spoke about removing her last garment she dropped down to a position where she rested on her elbows and shoulders, then reached up with one hand to the waist band of the panties. Now off her bottom she wriggled her legs causing the little white flag to ascend up her legs, until she twirled them around one foot till they flew off across the set.

While Carina was busy checking the stock on her supply trolley Ella and Mary were having a quiet chat about the industry in general, and how this operation in particular lead the field in terms of quality, and on how they treated the models and their families. Mary like many had heard about the seedier issue of internet pornography, but was totally unaware of the popularity of either the plain vanilla child modelling web sites, or the modest and demure child through to adolescent naked modelling for which this studio was famous. In fact as they sat talking she was in for quite an education due to the extensive research carried out by Ella's two daughters.

Micky was enjoying herself, and would have happily continued the rest of the set naked, but John suggested she try at least a few more outfits so she could practice undressing for the camera. She looked over to the back of the studio, but as they were all distracted, Micky made her own selection, bringing to mind they way she had seen Anna slowly undressing in her own picture sets.

Some of the costumes were in see through hanging bags to contain all the accessories, and had a little sketch showing how it was intended to be worn. Looking at one of those she saw a short orange skirt that had two rows of ruffles with a flower design around the waistband, and a brief top that knotted over one shoulder. The top was a contrasting colour but also had a flowery motif, and there were two lacy ruffled arm bands that were separate, to complete the ensemble was a tiny pair of tie sided panties that were a darker shade of orange than the skirt.

She was having trouble holding the panties in place while she tried to tie the strings, until John said she should sit on them to stop them escaping, then they would be easy to tie.

Getting dressed was simple when you knew how, he then said as she posed in this outfit that it would be best to first play with the top before taking it off, then afterwards to loose the panties, but keep the skirt on pushing the waistband a little higher so she could tease the audience with a glimpse of pink.

Thinking about what John had said caused the colour in her cheeks to rise, for the only pink on her body was the inside of her mouth or the inside of her pussy, and she knew he wasn't talking about sticking her tongue out. It was fun being a bit naughty, and soon she was back to posing, following John's guidance on how best to move in front of the camera. By the time she was down to just the skirt she had made sure to aim some pink in his direction, doing several of the exercises from her gym class, but without the leotard.

Mary kept looking over to the fantasy set where her little girl was giggling as she tumbled about, always quick to make friends, she had really taken to John from the squeals and back chat that she caught snatches of now and then. Though Micky's enthusiasm had shown from the moment that she had heard of the type of modelling that the studio did, Mary had not been so sure how she would react when push came to shove. The fact she was out there able to show off a number of her gym moves meant she was enjoying the audition, for she loved to express herself in movement.

From all Ella had said, Micky getting signed up was just a formality, she had gone on to tell her the experiences of two other recent signings, though they had both been single parent families, just mother's struggling to raise their daughter's alone. That had been a scary thought, Mary considered they were relatively well placed with Paul's job topped up with her own variable income, but she knew many lived in fear of finding each week's rent money, with eviction a constant nagging worry. Not one to count her chickens, she had decided they would stop off on the way home to at least get Micky a new leotard for her gymnastics class, after-all she could easily afford that from the English lessons this week.

John was funny, if he took all Anna's pictures, she could see why she liked him, as he was good at making jokes, and unlike most adults he knew about gymnastics, all the training she had to do, and about doing warm-up routines. Subliminally she had taken on board how many of the shots he wanted, were of her nearly being shy, then a few where she was showing her privates off to the camera in the way Anna did in her pictures. It would be super if she could be a model like Anna, then they would have something in common, and then she might be able to go riding sometimes, though she knew it was expensive, not a hobby she could do all the time.

John looked at the image on the rear of his camera, the girl laying face down, arms spread, and knees bent her legs wide open as she waved them back and forth with the socks of her latest outfit the only items remaining. The scraps of cloth from her last costume lay scattered around her, as she smiled up at him, John then changed positions, taking a lower angle, himself now on the floor to capture her delightful bubble butt, her soft coffee tones set off by the mostly green setting.

"Okay munchkin let's take a break, Carina will have a robe you can put on so you don't get chilled while we have a drink."

Micky skipped to the back of the studio where Carina did take down a soft fluffy robe for her to wear, and asked what she would like to drink, finding drinks for everyone else too. Carina put a straw in her drink saying how it helped to avoid messing up a girl's lipstick or lip gloss. It was nice the way she explained all these things that models needed to know, Carina was telling her lots of new stuff.

Mary didn't get a chance to ask what Micky had thought of her audition, as she was hit by a vocal torrent about how much fun it was to be a model. She could see her daughter was full of adrenaline from her spell in front of the camera, till John told her to calm down and take in some refreshment. They now all got a chance to join in the discussion, and Mary could see the other three adults in the room were in agreement that Micky was doing very well for her first time on set. As they finished their drinks John asked if Micky wanted to do two more costumes before they called it a day.

In a white blur the stool where Micky had been sitting was now draped with a robe, as a pair of naked buttocks sped across to the clothing rail. He felt he probably had enough in the can for a decent variety set, but the girl was so hyper, he thought it best to capture her vibrant mood, and allow her to run on a little longer. No doubt later on it would catch up with her and she would be zonked out, and ready for an early night...

"Mum, we're home!"

Mary stirred from her daydream, reached into her bag and dug out the money to pay the cab driver, her eyes drawn to the two brown envelopes, and the two laminated I.D. Cards. It had been such a surreal experience after the photo shoot, everything happening there and then, no waiting to hear a decision, Micky jumping up and down in the man's office, and then all the papers to sign. She wondered how Paul would take the news, it was a done deal, one of those envelopes contained a large wad of cash as a sign on fee, she had never seen that much cash in the till at work, it felt scary to know she had it in her bag.

As they climbed the stairs holding hands, she realised the time, Paul was most likely home from work, thinking perhaps they had gone off to the shops, earlier she had panicked about that afternoon's pupil, but Ella had thought to have someone phone the girl, to delay her lesson till it could be rearranged for another time. She hadn't got round to taking Micky out for a new leotard either, next week she would surprise Micky with that nice patterned one that she had baulked at because it had been too expensive.

They got in to find Paul at the table marking up some test papers.

"Er, Honey we've got some good news for you, it's just I don't know how to say this."

"Daddy, Daddy, I'm going to be a nude model."

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To be continued in Chapter 66

For those of you that read this chapter for sake of continuity may be amused to find out Paul's reaction to the news, Marta has a chat with her mum, and Eve's stops over.