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Subject: {ASSM} Jenny's Uncle, part I chap 5
Date: Fri,  7 Jul 2000 23:12:44 -0400
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This was going to be her last day of work at her uncle's studio.  Maybe. 
Jenny would start back to school on Monday.  She hoped somehow that her
uncle would want her to keep helping him, but she knew that at fifteen she
had to stay in school til at least 3 pm.  Jenny wanted to look especially
nice today.  She had to remember to ask Ted to dinner for tomorrow night.
And she continued to feel very aware of her body as she dressed.  The
tingling had not stopped.  She felt an excitement in the pit of her
stomach. She chose another pushup bra and matching panties that her uncle
had sent her yesterday.  She liked how it felt to have them hug her body.
And, as she looked in the mirror, she was amazed at how she looked!

   All these thoughts raced through her head as she got ready for work. 
She decided on a short skirt and blouse combination with two-inch heels. 
She worked on her makeup for over an hour.  Finally she was satisfied.  She
looked at the clock and realized she would be at least an hour late!  Where
had all the time gone?  All she had for breakfast were her vitamins, and a
cup of coffee, and then she rushed out the door.

   Jenny wanted to show off her look to her uncle.  She wondered if he
would notice her outift.  He greeted her warmly and had her walk right into
a flood of lights in the studio.

   "Well, you look amazing!" he said immediately.  "Turn around."

   She swirled round and her skirt swirled with her.

   "Very nice...except..." Ted said.

   "What?" Jenny wondered.

   "Well, you're looking so good, practically like a model.  But your
legs..."

   "What about them, Uncle Ted?" Jenny wondered.

   "You don't shave yet, do you?" he asked.

   Jenny blushed.  "No, should I?"

   "Well, sweetheart, your legs are fantastic looking, especially in that
short skirt you're wearing.  But..."

   "What?!" Jenny queried.

   "Well, I'm going to be the one to tell you that smooth legs are
prerequisite for glamour and modeling looks.  Absolutely smooth.  Do you
see now what I mean?" he asked.

   "I think so..." Jenny replied.  She so wanted to have the look of a
model.  These few days had made her so excited to look her best.  Even if
she was an assistant to a photographer.

   "I tell you what.  I have some special creme that removes unwanted hair.
Something I developed during my years at the pharmaceutical firm.  The
models that I have given it to swear by it.  It works best if you've never
shaved.  While I get set up for this first shoot, why don't you go into the
dressing room and try it out?  Follow the instructions exactly.  Apply it
liberally and evenly over your legs and let it work for exactly twenty
minutes.  Then rinse it off, and you should have silky smoth legs for at
least three or four days."

   Jenny eagerly went into the dressing room and did exactly as she was
told.  She could hear Ted's music blazing as she let the creme do its work.
She felt like she was being let in on another secret of the modeling world.


   When she came back out, dressed again in her skirt and blouse, Ted asked
her, "Have you been taking your vitamins?"

   "Oh, yes, " she answered, "In fact, my friend, Reina, wanted to know if
you could get some vitamins for her.  We spent the day together yesterday
and I showed her all that I am learning."

   "Tell me about her, " Ted said.

   Jenny told him all about her best friend even giving him her
measurements and asking if he could look for cool clothes for her as well
as her Jenny.

   "Well, I certainly am interested in any good friends of yours, " Ted
said.  "Have her come by the studio sometime.  How about Monday at 4 pm?"

   "Sure, Uncle Ted, though I have my cello lesson then.  Can she come
without me?"

   "Of course," he said.  "Now, let's take a look at you."

   She swirled around again, this time in time to the music, and Ted said,
"Yes, this is just what you needed.  I will give you a supply of the creme.
Use it every night to keep your legs silky smooth, and we shall see how you
look!"

   Jenny felt great as she took the creme and put it into her purse.  Maybe
he uncle would want her to keep working for him!

   "Now this model that is coming today has been using this creme for a
long time and needs some shots done for a pantyhose commercial.  She came
to me initially because she'd heard about how this creme works.  We need to
get just the right light on her legs.  She'll be wearing all kinds of
pantyhose--but the real test is the shearest, most expensive ones.  We have
to see how she looks under different lights.  This means that you'll have
to handle the pantyhoses very carefully.  It will mean quick changes.  Can
you keep them in order?"

   "Oh, yes, I'll do my best!" Jenny replied.

   The shoot began and Jenny was kept busy for hours.  She watched whenever
she could.  She noticed that the shearest and most expensive pantyhose
looked the best on the models' legs.  She also saw how important the heels
were that went with the hose.

   When the shoot was over, Jenny managed to remember to ask her uncle to
dinner.  He said, "Sure, what should I bring?"

   "Oh, just a bottle of saki!" Jenny joked.

   "Yeah, right!  Jenny, before you go would pose for me a little more? 
Here, try on one of these shear panthose that the model didn't get to," he
said.

   Jenny went into the dressing room and carefully pulled up the expensive
pair of hose.  They felt amazing against her smooth legs.  She immediately
got more turned on than she already felt.

   Ted had put on some different music when Jenny came out.  He was busy
arranging some lights.  Jenny began to dance.  The beat, the lights, the
hose hugging her legs and the bra squeezing her breasts all combined as she
moved to the music.  She felt so glamorous!  Ted began snapping some
photos, but Jenny was oblivious as she danced away.  Jenny wasn't so
oblivious to the sensations she was getting from her body though.  When she
thought Ted wasn't looking she brushed against her breasts with her hands.
Then she brought them down to her hips and rubbed her ass a little.  She
enjoyed the feel of her hose-encased legs, and each time she felt them she
brought her hands a little closer to her crotch.  The only thing keeping
her from getting off was the newness of these sensations.

   Ted took many pictures that night, then called Jenny over to him. 
"You're looking so good, Jenny.  I'm going to ask your mother if you can
work for me, after school.  Do you want to continue here?"

   Jenny couldn't believe what she was hearing.  "Of course, I'd love to
work for you!"

   "It would mean you would be on call any day of the week, after school,
till at least ten o'clock at night'" Ted said.  "I would pay you $200 a
week."

   "Oh, my God, I can't believe it!" she said.

   "We'll ask your mom at dinner.  Also you would have to continue taking
your vitamins!  I would be keeping you very busy.  Here are some vitamins
for your friend, Reina.  Tell her to take them twice a day.  We won't give
her the smaller white pills yet."

   "OK, thanks so much, Uncle Ted, " Jenny said.  She was still pretty
excited from all that had happened.

   "You may keep the pantyhose, and if you use the creme, I'll supply you
with more.  You look very professional in them!  I may ask you to wear them
for our work sessions, " Ted added.

   "Sure, that would be cool, Uncle Ted!" Jenny responded.  Her head was
swirling with the changes.  She went home all tingly and excited.

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