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LAYLA Part 1
   I loved the park.  It was expansive, plenty of open areas but also
plenty of little glades with dense trees; secret places.
   Of course I had my camera with me as always just in case any little
incidents copped up and this park had been a source of many choice
encountes for me - it had a reputation.
   I had walked around the rhodedendrons otherwise known locally as Perv
Paradise.  This was an area of thick foliage located right on the edge of
the park which looked over another expanse of green, a local school playing
fields.  It was a notorious area since there was a path that led from the
school area and wound through the dense trees of the parks - a haven for
the old boys with their flaccid cocks pulled out and on display for the
little children foolish enough to wander there.
   Old Stan was there as ever and I had stopped for a chat.  It was him
that told me about her.  I left him puffing on a cigarette feverishly
wanking himself - he liked the little boys but had no luck that day.
   I wandered off in the direction he had indicated and not finding
anything I sat down and leant against a tree, I didnt think anyone could
see me in this position.  I rested and closed my eyes and then I heard
something that brought me attentive again.
   It must be her I thought.  A gorgeous girl, blonde and angelic.  She was
squatting down and looking at something.  She might have only just arrived.
Her hair was long and hung down to the middle of her back.  She wore a very
short white skirt, a thin loose yellow blouse, white knee length sock and a
pair of blue sandals.  She was only about 15 feet away and I started to
take pictures of her as she moved about, what a beauty, my cock stiffened.
With one hand I fired off shots and with the other unzipped myself and
masterbated my erection and came quickly - this heightened my artistic
senses.  I put my cock away dripping with cum.
   I stood up and moved a little closer, then I squatted down and waited to
see if she moved.  I watched as she turned round and sat down hugging her
legs to herself and I was perfectly positioned to see right up her skirt.
Pretty little lime green panties rucked up into that delightful secret
place were in view.  I took many shots.  I gently moved closer trying to
keep quiet, I was 10 feet away, 9 feet, 8 feet, 7 feet....  Her face lifted
and came into view and she stared at me.
   Suddenly she jumped up and looked as though she was about to run.
   "Hi" I said "I hope you don't mind, you looked so pretty, I'm a
photographer and just had to capture you on film - you don't mind do you."
   She blushed and looked down.
   "Is it ok" I said "I can erase the shots of you if you like but you are
so beautiful" I had now squatted down in front of her "how old are you?"
   "12" she said in a whisper "I'm not pretty"
   "What, you're teasing me" I said "you are gorgeous, you could be a super
model, I thought you were about 15 or 16."
   She smiled eagerly "really?" she asked looking eager and at the same
time she placed herself back down on the ground.
   Of course she looked nothing like 16, she looked exactly as if she was
about 12, I could even see the faint indications of little girl puffies
below her blouse which I noticed was opened down to the third or forth
button.  I stood up.
   "Absolutely" I said "so you don't mind if I take a few more then do
you?" and looking up at me she smiled and nodded.
   I pointed the lens down and asked her first to lean back and then to
lean forwards as if she was looking at something - of course I was trying
to take a shot looking down her blouse and asking her to lean further
forwards I got it - the blouse fell forwards and I focussed down the gap -
she had perfect little bumps with sharp preteen nipples - I fired off
several more shots standing and straddling over her.
   "Fanatastic" I said "If this was a real booking I could probably sell to
these to a high fashion magazine."
   Her face shot up and through the view finder I saw the interest on her
pretty face.
   "A fashion magazine" she said leaving her pretty mouth open after she
said it.
   "Hell yeah" I said keeping the camera focussed on her "open another
button of your blouse to give a more summery feel, its hot isnt it and you
would like to feel more of a breeze, ok"
   And she undid another button and this time her starter bra sized breasts
came nicely into view.  From the front they wouldn't have been noticed but
looking down they were clearly visible.
   After shooting more I squatted down again but this time stradling her
thighs.
   "Lean your head back and let your hair fall back" I said and she
followed my instruction.  This time I lowered myself to me knees and knelt
forwards over her and fired more off.
   "Ok now come towards me, lift your head and body towards me" I said.
   The shots were totally out of focus but I wanted to see if she would
follow instructions, she did and when she lifted herself forwards I was in
a position where her head was very close to my crotch and I was erect.  I
had noticed the outline of my erection pressing outwards through my trainer
pants and I so hoped she did, most of my other subjects had in the past.
   "Can I stand up now, I feel a bit achey" she said and I knew she had
seen my cock.
   "Sure honey, here let me help you" I replied and standing back up I
offered my hand and when she took it I pulled her up fast leaving her
standing very close to me.  I stroked her hair and said "beautiful hair and
your skin tone is perfect for the camera, you are so perfectly photogenic."
   "The kids at school don't think so, they say I'm too skinny, they call
me sticky zitty" she said.
   She did have a few spots on her forehead and she was thin but she was
still a stunner for 12.  I dropped to the ground and patted it and
encouraged her to sit mext to me and we leant on a tree.
   "Well, you know we all get a few spots at the age you are now, its
normal, you go throught the change at your age, all kids do, right" I asked
and gave her a little nudge with my shoulder "but you are really super
model gorgeous."
   She kept her head down but I could see her smile.
   "Maybe a bit" she said quietly.
   "Not a bit" I said "a lot and like I said you are going through the
change, that's what all the spots are and anyway look at your beautiful
womanhood beginning to form" and at that I put my arm around her - I so
much wanted to fondle those titty lumps.
   Allowing my arm to rest over her shoulders she looked up at me and
smiled "you're nice, I like you" she said and I felt her snuggle a little
towards me.
   "Well you're even nicer" I said and snuggled back this time letting my
arm slide further down her torso, my hand brushing close to a sweet
undeveloped breast.  I gently stroked her blouse and she didn't flinch.
   "So do you really think I could be a model one day" she asked with a
hopeful expression.
   "One day?" I queried "you could be a model now, today, I'm in that
business, its my area of work, I have taken photos of girls younger than
you in my studio and they have become super star models."
   She grinned up at me, "you have a studio, you mean like a real movie
place" she asked.
   "Well I don't make movies" I said (although I did in a way) "it's a
fashion photography studio but I specialise in girls under 13, its not far
from here and you could come and visit if you liked.  I would love to take
real professional shots of you.  And I have loads of high fashion costumes
for you to wear.  We could go now if you like."
   "Oh I cant" she said letting her head fall down again "I got to get home
to help my mum" then she lifted her head up again and grinned "I can come
tomorrow though, can I?"
   "Let me think" I said and started talking outloud as if I was talking to
myself about important engagements "ah, well yes I think I am free
tomorrow, what time do you think you can make it?"
   "Anytime" she said "but do I have to bring my mum?"
   "Oh that's up to you, by the way what's your name?" I asked
   "Layla" she replied
   "Oh that's a really sexy name for a fashion model, especially a swimsuit
model" I said.
   "Is it really" she asked.
   "Hell yes, a model with a name like that is pratically making money,
well I mean with your looks, do you like bikinis?" I asked.
   "Yes I do" she said.
   "I have lots of very expensive bikinis, some cost over a thousand
dollars" I said and she looked awestruck.
   "And I can wear them when you photo me" she said
   "Definitely" I said "and in fact I have some new ones Ive been keeping
them back for a special model and I think you might be the girl to wear
them.  What size are you?"
   We then entered into an area where I thought I might get her stripped
but she stood up and said "is it 1 oclock yet?"
   I looked at my watch and it was a few minutes before and I told her the
time.
   "I got to go, can I come tomorrow - do I have to bring my mum" she said.
   "You can come in the morning at say 9 and if you feel a bit babyish then
of course bring your mum" I said.
   "I'm not a baby" she said "I'm 12"
   "Ok, ok, its up to you.  I will expect you around 9, here's my address"
I said giving her a card with no name, just the address and at that she ran
off.
   End of Pt 1
  
Layla Pt 1