By sheer coincidence on Monday the girls in Marta's form had a health class, as all the girls did in her current school, once a term from age ten upwards. Leading the class was the school nurse, and a woman sponsored by a leading brand of feminine hygiene items. She was cynical enough to see this was a commercial plot to catch your market audience as early as possible in the hope of gaining brand loyalty.

Marta realised the pitch for each age group would be different, theoretical stuff for younger classes, then as they talked with older girls, more of them would be dealing with the practical issues of menstruation. Neither Marta or the two models that shared this session brought up the subject of the pill, though it was mentioned in the discussion, and she was interested to hear the questions her peers had on the subject.

One thing she was glad about, was that the type she took, both the original type, and her new ones tended to make her period stable and limited to four or five days, and only the first two were really gross. About a quarter of the girls in her form had yet to start, and looking about at the show of hands, it seemed they were the least developed, and skinniest of her class mates. The biggest complaint was the unpredictability of their own body rhythms, with girls longing for the time their bodies would settle into a regular pattern.

As the class progressed, the former stilted uneasy atmosphere dissipated, with the girls thinking of questions that hadn't been relevant to them during last term's class. One or two of the bolder girls even wanted to known how it would affect being with a boy, delicately phrased, but obviously meaning whether they could have sex at that time of the month.

Neither adult was phased by the turn of events, stating that provided condoms were used at all times there was no issue other than the mess, which could be dealt with by folding an old towel, and placing it on the bed, or by engaging in sexual intercourse under the shower. Marta listened with interest, as she and Karl liked playing in the bathroom, and she did get extra horny at that time, so she had a new surprise in store for him next month.

The topic had now taken an interesting turn, although they were meant to be discussing periods, this was inevitably linked to sex and fertility. The nurse explained that theoretically that you could only get pregnant during a few days mid cycle, and how some people for reasons of religious strictures practised the 'rhythm method' of birth control, avoiding sex for about a week when the woman was at her most fertile.

"Does anyone in the class know what we call these people?"

"Catholics Miss?", One of the girls answered.

"You were partly right, many of them are Catholics, but most of them are called Parents!"

This was the cause of some hilarity, but the nurse went on to say how especially during the teenage years with the hormones flowing girls could get pregnant at the drop of a pair of panties almost regardless of the timing. She enforced the message of condoms being a barrier to both pregnancy and diseases, going on to list the consequences of the various perils of several of the most common STD's.

Anna and Eve had also had their own version of the same health class earlier that day, on a more basic level, and sticking to the main topic, as less than a third of the girls in their form had as yet reached menarche. Anna felt she had all the inside information from her older sister on the subject, and in her mind the most pressing current issue was organising an anniversary party in just under two weeks time.

In all she had a list of about thirty girls, mostly the younger models at her own school, and some of the girls from the other school, young Micky, also a couple of girls who lived reasonably close to the city, who might want to attend. She had thought of inviting some of her adult friends from the studio, but it would be the last weekend prior to the schools breaking up, so they would be really busy preparing for the silly season ahead, besides it would be fun just having an all girl party.

Anna had spoken briefly to Marta about her ideas, she and Eve would begin the planning after school, and Marta would join in when she got home after her dance class. As it was not the last weekend in May, but the one before they expected most of those they invited would be free to attend, the following weekend would be Kiev Day, celebrating the founding of the city, with two days of various public performances by popular actors and musicians with a finale of fireworks on the Sunday evening.

Many city families including her own, and people from the surrounding towns and suburbs would want to take part in the lively atmosphere of celebration throughout the city, though she remembered the founding day festivities of her old home town were a much more muted affair. From all she had heard in Kiev this was a major event, which was why she was hoping she could arrange to have her own little party the previous weekend.

Eve left to go home shortly before supper, and after the meal Anna got the boys settled with a favourite video so she and Marta could tackle the subject of the party with her parents. In principle they were not against the idea, so the girls began to fill in the details, with a picnic held in the back garden, then retreating across the road to the park for fun and games. They listed out all the things they would need, and the round up of expenses which a year ago would have been totally unimaginable.

Anna had made one phone call with regard to a surprise she had in mind for the afternoon, now she would need to phone back to confirm the details, but they had a bunch of other calls to make organising other parts of the plan. By Wednesday Anna was able to hand out invites to the girls at her own school, and she phoned round to those that she wouldn't normally see in the course of her school week.

By Friday they had all the replies, there would be thirty-two girls attending, plus herself and Marta, and of course Karl, then after another few phone calls Taras got added to the list, so that Karl didn't end up having to do all the heavy lifting alone. Taras was now aware that his girlfriend Irisha was a part time model, as were a few of her closest friends, and that it was a secret he couldn't spread around, like other friends or family on the fringes he was lead to assume it was all just catalogue fashion modelling.

More often than not the girls sleepover Friday's were at Anna's house, and even those nights they were staying at Eve's, when they stopped off for Anna to get her overnight bag they used that time to capture the latest pussy pictures. Eve was Anna's guest, as they wanted to play with some more toys from her special box, and snap the sixth set of pussy pictures. Anna had found out how to loop a series of stills, and although the progress was almost undetectable running from one to six, when the loop went from six back to one, the slight change could be seen with both girls. Just flipping between one and six they could now see the slow progression of the thickening or darkening of a few of the tiny hairs.

Anna joked later she would pull them out with her teeth, but Eve knew it was in jest, and said she would give as good as she got, expecting that tongue and lips would be too busy bringing smothered squeals of joy rather than any of pain. Because they could both see and explore each others bodies more thoroughly than they could their own, they were each experts of the other's tiniest details, each little fold, their scent, the sensitive places, and of course the taste.

They had been messing about naked since having taken the latest set of photos, sitting squashed together in a single chair reviewing the results, soon after they were making their own hands-on inspections on top of the duvet, which involved a lot of tongue. Later in the bathroom they were taking turns holding their pussy's under the flow of the bath mixer when Anna joked about not washing all the flavour away. Eve said not to worry as it only took a few licks and a little rubbing to bring it back again.

As they enjoyed washing each other, hands gliding over soap slickened skin, Eve said how they should have started a photographic record of their boobs as well, to watch their slow development. Anna agreed it was a sensible idea, so after their bathroom fun they set about creating another set of pictures, with images taken from the front and side on against a hight chart that was pinned to Anna's wall, to which they added a few vertical lines at the appropriate level to help gauge their growth in an outward direction.

As the evening progressed, between bouts of intense pleasure brought on by fingers, toys, and tongues the two girls talked of plans for both the following weekend, and the summer ahead. Anna again brought up the subject of photography, and how she and Marta had been thinking of bonus shots for the members, though they hadn't worked out the details. The idea was of a few casual shots of the models, in their normal everyday clothes, the sort of stuff they might wear going out with friends, but taking care in the pictures not to have any background detail that could give away the location of where the girls lived.

Though they had been fascinated by all the items in Anna's shoe box, so far they had only played with the pocket rocket, and the vibrator you wore on your fingers to enhance your partners enjoyment. The more life-size toys had been a little intimidating, in fact the only items that had yet entered either girls pussy's had been their own slim fingers. Each girl was able to accept two digits, so they decided it was time to see if the pocket rocket was as much fun inside as out.

As they were Anna's toys, she was going to have the first go, smearing the little cylinder with some of the KY lube just to ensure there were no problems. Eve got down close to get a good view of what was happening anxious for when it was her turn to try it out.

Anna slid the pointy end down lower than where she normally used the device, between the lips of her pussy going down further till it was poised at her entrance. It felt different, she could still feel the vibrations, but not in the same way. She manoeuvred the tip about, it was seated in the right place, then she slowly pushed forwards through the entrance into her vagina. The sound of the thing changed, muted as more of it disappeared, it was a strange feeling, and she experimented changing the angle to find out what felt best.

When at last Eve got her turn, she had to agree with Anna, that although it was nice, it still worked best when applied to her clit. Anna had joked about how it should be on a leash like a tampon, so it didn't slip out of their fingers, and get stuck inside.

"Eve, can you imagine having to go to the doctors - Please doctor I've got a vibrator stuck up my pussy - Do you want me to get it out Miss? - No, I want you to change the damn batteries!"

The girls rolled about laughing, when they stopped one would make a comment about the batteries and they would be off again. By the time they were ready to settle down to sleep, there were more dead batteries in Anna's waste basket, and Eve had decided to ask Valya if she would go to the adult store on her behalf to fetch back some toys of her own.

The next morning all three girls ended up sharing the bathroom at one point, and they talked of the plans for the party the following weekend. Anna had been surprised that all of the girls she had invited, including those from out of town were able to come, then Eve said most of the girls would miss their own birthday party to attend. Anna was puzzled by the comment, until Eve said how the others would look upon it as an honour to be invited to her party with her being one of the famous Goose sisters.

Anna really had no idea that she and Marta were so well thought of by the other models, to her it was just that they spent more time at the studio than most, not giving much thought to how some of their schemes had benefited so many of the other girls. Marta was the one that came up with the smart ideas, she just helped polish them; then they set them free so the studio could flourish. She did feel a sense of pride when one of the other girls came to thank her for a script, one of her little sketches, but drama was her thing, she liked to write out her miniature plays in one act for their appreciative audience.

When she later reflected on it, she realised all those little bonus payments on their regular notifications from the studio were all small percentages from the much larger payments that the other girls earned using their scripts or set ideas.

Eve was going to be helping her dad over the coming weekend, they were doing a big stock-take at the decorating wholesalers that he ran, and Marta was out with friends today, and out somewhere with Karl on Sunday. Anna had arranged for a one on one jumps lesson, as too much time was wasted in a group lesson, and she now had enough of the basics that she could benefit from the more intense tuition. The horse-riding magazine she subscribed to listed events coming up over the months ahead, and she hoped to compete in one of the junior gymkhanas towards the end of the summer. She wanted some actual real rosettes to pin on her bedroom wall, rather than the fakes she had sometimes on set.

Another person up for intense tuition was Micky, so her mum Mary was glad Anna couldn't take her off riding every weekend. Some of the younger English pupils were bringing round their course work from school in several subjects, so that Micky would be well up to speed when she moved schools next term. The academic programme was much stricter than the school she currently attended, so it helped of course that her dad was also a teacher.

When Anna arrived at the stables she cleared her mind of all other concerns, and gave her full attention to what her instructor had to say. Silver had been well trained over jumps prior to his change of owner, and the head groom was giving him some extra practice during the week to keep him on his mettle. Half way through the lesson they took a break to look at a video that had been shot of her going over the jumps, so she could see frame by frame where she needed to make improvements. The review proved very useful, and a second video was shot during the latter part of the lesson so she could take both of them home to study what she needed to work on.

When Karl came round on Tuesday he slipped Anna a disk from John, it held a copy of two of her edited sets from her last couple of banking jobs. Looking through them later she was pleased with the results, one was a wild west theme with her dressed up in chaps, but without the trousers, and a sort of western shirt and waistcoat. She even had a gun and gun belt which her younger brothers would have loved - but they were never going to see those pictures! She did make a note of speaking to Andreas the props manager to find out where he brought them as they would make excellent birthday presents for the boys. No doubt Eve's brother Victor would also want to be a gun-slinger, so she would tell her friend in advance so they could make their purchases at the same time.

Also on Tuesday Ella had got a panicked call from Micky's mum Mary, about the studio wanting to have Micky come in and shoot a set on Thursday after school. So far they had received five download cheques from the studio, admittedly they had tapered off, but they had been told not to worry as there was still a strong interest, as had been indicated in the members chat forum. It was due to this clamour for a second appearance, that the studio were keen to see Micky in the last week before the silly season started. Mary's dilemma was due to the five pupils she had booked in for that afternoon, when she had been asked to show up with Micky to shoot this second set.

"Calm down Mary, your pupils on Thursday afternoons are all models, therefore all you need to do is call them to tell them about Micky's booking, they will understand why you need to cancel or reschedule their lessons. You'll find all the girls at one time or another will have had similar conflicts, but modelling is their current career, and other commitments have to take second place. It would be different if it clashed with a school exam or something else important that couldn't be moved, then the studio would sort out swapping bookings with another girl."

Mary was reassured that this wasn't going to cause any problems with her own burgeoning new career in teaching, and the two women went on to have a long chat, with Ella saying she and her husband should come over as well on Sunday, while Micky was getting to meet a lot of other girls from the studio. There would be a number of girls attending who were more confident in their language abilities, so they wouldn't have met through Mary's extracurricular English lessons.

The arrangements for Sunday's little party were all in place, they had contacted the agency that had provided entertainers for their moving in party, and this time had arranged for a pair of jugglers. This was a husband and wife team who would give a performance, and then spend the rest of their time giving lessons to anyone at the party who wanted to have a go. Nana Olga would be helping out all weekend, joining in the food preparations on the Saturday, and aiding with the running of the party on Sunday.

The boys had their own treat arranged, going out all day with Gramps, a visit to the natural history museum as a new dinosaur exhibit was on, and a visit to a military museum. Her dad, and Eve's dad would be on hand all day, to make sure nobody crashed their party when they moved out to play in the park in the afternoon, so now everything was in hand.

All of Thursday Micky thought her panties were going to fall down in school, as she had deliberately worn a pair with the loosest elastic. By afternoon break she had had enough, and went into the toilets to take them off and put them in her bag, from then till last bell it felt sort of naughty but fun, she took care nobody saw the cause of her secret little smile.

Her mum was waiting at the school gate, and together they used the Metro system to reach the studio for her appointment. In reception they both put on their ID badges, these they wore on cords, as Anna had suggested. The receptionist said they were a bit early for Micky's booking at the salon, so they might want to visit the canteen first if they could remember the route, with that Micky confidently set off to see what was on today's menu.

Mary was glad for the chance to eat early as she had been too nervous to eat at lunchtime, and she wasn't sure by what time they would be finished. Noting Micky's upbeat mood, made her think she'd had enough butterflies for the both of them, it was a relief to find out how much Micky was looking forwards to the shoot. They had not long sat down to eat when two girls of about eleven and thirteen came in busy chatting away followed by their mothers.

The older girl looked across, then nudged her friend, and the two headed over to their table.

"Hi Micky, I'm Kat, word on the girls chat zone is you did a wicked first set."

"Hi, I'm Gina, are you here for a shoot this afternoon like us?"

Micky was curious as to how they knew her name, and was keen to talk with these other models. As soon as all the newcomers got what they wanted from the counter the seating arrangements changed, with models at one table, and mums at another. Mary talking with the other women learned how their daughters had been recruited to join the studio, finding out that many of the local models knew about Anna having Micky in her sights, but for a time it was an issue of whether Micky would be interested in becoming a model.

At the girls table one of the main topics was Anna's party on Sunday, with Micky asking what normally happened at a model's anniversary celebration. Neither of the other girls were able to help, as they hadn't heard of any of the other girls having a party to mark the event of their first year, or any subsequent year in the business. Micky found out Kat had been modelling for a bit over three years, and Gina had done nearly two years, so they had lots of stories about their experiences.

Micky and her mum left first, and the others said they would see them in the salon shortly. They found a style sheet waiting for them along with a bunch of staff raring to get started on Micky's transformation. Mary also found herself propelled towards a chair, where she was given a quick trim to keep her looking her best, as there was time to fit her in before the other models were due to arrive. Micky's natural curls were enhanced into tight ringlets for this photo shoot, with her hair parted, and set into two loose bunches.

While this was going on she was given a manicure, and her finger nails were then painted, she was told other details from the sheet would be dealt with when she got to the studio where she was going to be shot. This was an old joke that raised groans from the rest of the staff who were helping with Micky's makeover. Her mum was done by the time the two girls they had met earlier turned up for their primping for their own photo sessions. When Carina came to collect them to take them to studio four, Micky said her goodbyes to the other girls, saying she would see them again on Sunday.

In the studio Carina introduced them to another new face, it was the lady who did body painting, the set had a tropical island theme, so Micky was going to have some 'native tribal tattoos' painted on prior to Carina doing the rest of her make-up. Micky quickly undressed so work could begin, the paintbrush on her tummy tickled, so it was hard to keep still, but the artwork elsewhere on her body didn't cause her to squirm quite so much.

Carina's additions were very subtle, and soon they were ready to start on the costume and accessories. A 'grass skirt' was made from differing lengths of straw coloured yarn, with armbands and leg pieces to match with another one that hung round her neck with the longest strands just shy of her tiny nipples. Her hair bunches were decorated with giant tropical flowers, and more flowers were woven into the skirt and neck ornament.

A flimsy pair of white panties also had a floral theme, and lastly there was a bra of sorts that was basically two large flowers on a cord tied behind her back in a bow. There were lots of bracelets made with beads, but disappointingly little native girls didn't get to wear fancy shoes, as with this get up she was to go bare foot.

John arrived wanting to know if the island natives were friendly or if his little café-au-lait munchkin, had turned into a savage cannibal. The beaming girl said she would only bite him if he was mean to her, and with that they moved over together to look at the set.

The designers theme could best be described as a tropical glade at the edge of a beach, with palm trees, verdant tropical ferns, and vines covered with bright flowers set against a clear blue sky. The sand was a yellow carpet, with grassy knolls made from the same fluffy fake grass she had seen on the other set. The props included a basket of tropical fruits, with bugs and butterflies strewn about, and there were some exotic sea shells to complete the illusion of some Hawaiian paradise.

John was serious, but only for a moment as he talked about the success of her first set, and in particular those aspects of it that had been best, and ways in which her second set could be an improvement over what had already been a good start. He'd been sure since he first clapped eyes on this girl that he had been lucky to add her to the host of girls that he already worked with, as one or two of those early stars would be moving on to their sister studio to do work that often had a mildly sapphic theme with two or three girl sets.

To relax her John asked if she could do a hula dance, and it wasn't long until they were both laughing at her antics, that then set the tone for the whole set. John was pleased that she took so little direction on his part to produce a range of great poses, guessing that Anna may have had a guiding hand in coaching Micky. Fairly soon into the set they lost the silly bra, and before they got to their refreshment break the skirt, and panties had also been dispensed with, showing a lot more skin that suited the tropical backdrop.

During the first half of the set Mary had been telling Carina about the panic caused by the timing of the set, and how it had been necessary to cancel or try to reschedule girls who were booked in for her English classes. John and Micky arrived to hear the tail end of this discussion, and he asked if her husband couldn't come along instead over the summer, as with him being a regular school teacher he would have the time available, and she could get on with her English classes.

Mary was unsure how Paul would react to that suggestion, the casual attitude to nudity in their own home had been purely down to her influence ever since Micky had been a baby, though Paul had been reluctant in the beginning. They didn't run about naked, but they didn't wrap themselves in towels either, and Micky had bathed with both her and Paul ever since she was an infant. She could see it would be a tremendous advantage if either of them could act as her chaperone as it would allow them to be more flexible.

Back on set Micky used some of her gymnastics stretching exercises in her posing, and from John's viewpoint when this occurred, the small paper-cut cleft that had been visible in part one now blossomed open to reveal her little clit hood, and below that a hint of her inner colour. At the rear of the studio the talk was still about Paul, with Mary stating he had only made one brief visit to the studio.

"Don't worry about that, he'll only be 'nominally' in charge anyway, Micky will show him what he needs to do, besides there are several dads who act as chaperones, and I expect you'll get some of our summer visitors wanting to stay on a longer if they could cram in a few English lessons to get them started while they're here in Kiev."

Though it was an odd costume, not what she considered proper clothing, Micky liked the ticklish feeling as she moved about on set, the skirt had brushed her thighs, but now only the bit around her neck gave her nice feelings as it swayed across her chest. She peeked out from behind the foliage, and made use of the last few props, holding out some of the pretty shells to the camera as she 'innocently' sat in a wide legged pose, having been told by Anna were her audience would be looking.

She hadn't yet got a signature pose like Anna, or a few of the other models, but Anna had said it was becoming common place for girls to blow a kiss at the end of a set, so that was how she finished up when John said they were about done. Micky thanked John for taking her pictures then ran off to the back table to get her make-up removed. Micky liked her new hair style, and Carina found some scrunchies she could keep to hold it in place, but her mum insisted the nail varnish had to go along with the make-up, but the tattoos could be washed off in the bath later at home.

They left with the intention of getting some take away pizzas on their way home for supper that evening, before leaving Micky's parting plea to Carina was to have a word with the designers so maybe she could have some nice fancy shoes to wear with her next outfit.

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To be continued in Chapter 74...... Eke! I've got no more parchments of this tale yet written.

P.S. I did run with the suggestion of letting Paul become more involved...... No! Not in that way, for that type of tale you need to read "A model Daughter", the only problem is - it isn't finished yet, oops!