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Synopsis:
A 17 year old boy; Bobby Joe Mason, comes into the possession of an
antique 35 mm Leica camera.  The camera was formerly owned by a young
German photographer, who's favorite model was his sister Karolin.  She
loved to have pictures taken in the nude.  The Leica camera's magical
powers are soon discovered; Bobby Joe and all who have their pictures made
with 'The Camera' experience very, very erotic changes.  This story is VERY
sultry and VERY sexual.
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   Chapter One
   "What're you doing, Bobby Joe, with your money all laid out on your bed
like that?  Are you counting your riches?  You just counted it all the
other day.  What's up?" Korian Mason asked her seventeen year old brother,
as she flounced down on the side of his bed where he sat cross-legged,
counting his dollars, quarters, nickels, and dimes, as well as the
thousands of pennies.
   Korian was always coming to her brother's room, and flouncing down on
his bed, as if bored, never mindful of the fact that sometimes her skirt
flounced a little too high, and Bobby Joe caught a flash of thigh, and
sometimes her panties, before his face turned red and he looked away.
   He had all the change counted out in piles of five dollars, so when he
got through, he could count the piles and get a quick total.  She was right
though, he already knew how much was here.
   He knew also that his Mom would buy him a camera; but he was determined
to do this himself, he was the man of the house and he needed to show it.
   "I've decided to go ahead and buy a cheap camera, Korian, I can't wait
any longer.  Mr.  Grafton told me yesterday that I couldn't expect another
student to keep loaning me their camera to complete my assignments.
   "He really told me off in front of the class, saying that if I were as
serious about the photography class as I said I was, I'd find a way to get
a camera of my own."
   "I really believe Ricky Belden complained to him about me getting a
higher mark on my feature photo's for the week than he did, since I was
using his camera to do it with." Bobby Joe told his sister as she pushed a
pile of coins back that had slid down too close to another.
   "How much do you need to buy a camera to make do with, until you can
find the one you really want?"
   "I'm not even close, Kori, the one I really want would cost at least a
thousand dollars; I was thinking of going down to the pawn shops again. 
I've haven't been to that one over on Walnut Street in about two months
now. That old man gives me the creeps the way he looks up through his bushy
eyebrows with his eyes pulled into tight slits.  He gives me the impression
he thinks I'm in his shop to steal something."
   "Be right back, Bobby." Korian said, and leaped from the bed, nearly
causing his piles of coins to completely get all out of whack as the bed
shook.  She came back in a matter of seconds with a cigar box in her hands
and laid it in Bobby's lap.
   "Korian, we've had this discussion before; I'm not taking your money. 
I'd never be able to sleep at night if I let myself be that selfish."
   "I'm not giving it to you; I want to make you a loan.  When you get out
of school next year you can pay me back; with interest.  Better yet, let me
buy into your business now, and we'll start a photo studio."
   "Are you sure about this Korian?" He asked her.
   "I'm sure, Bobby Joe, there's over three hundred in here, not counting
the coins.  I want to go in with you, and I want to be there with you when
you buy your first camera, Bobby." Korian knew how much this meant to him,
she had seen him look at all the ads in the magazines and she had even
bought him a subscription for two of his favorite photography magazines for
Christmas last year.
   "Three hundred!  Korian, I could never take this money and feel right
about it."
   "With this three hundred, how much will we have, Bobby?"
   "We'll have over seven hundred, Korian, and you'll never be sorry
either, I'll pay you back double for this, you'll see."
   "No you won't, either, when we open your shop, this three hundred will
buy my half of the business, and we'll run it ourselves."
   "Now you're dreaming; I'm just a junior, and you're the one that
graduates next spring."
   "We can still do it, Bobby Joe, I've got it all figured out, we'll rent
an old store building downtown and fix it up for a small studio, we will
put our sign out front and people will come by the hundreds to have their
pictures made at BJ's Photography Studios, you'll see."
   "I got to hand it to you, Korian, you sure have a vivid imagination; but
I like that part about the old downtown building.  I saw in the paper where
the city was funding some of the rent on those old buildings that had been
renovated with grant money from the State Downtown Development Relief
Funds."
   "See, Bobby, I knew we could do it, and with you doing the photography,
and me doing the dark room, we'll make it, I just know we will." Korian was
bouncing her butt on the bed now and all the piles of coins were mixing
together.  Bobby looked at his sister and she was smiling.  She lunged at
him, grabbing him in a big hug as they fell over, side by side on his bed.
   He felt her hard body press into his and he turned red.  They hugged,
until Korian felt his erection press against her belly, and she backed
away, looking down at his crotch and smiling.
   Bobby felt real bad, but she just smiled and continued with her
enthusiasm, as they put all their paper money in her cigar box, and all the
coins in his metal ammo box.
   They took the bills and counted them into bundles of one hundred, there
were a lot of twenties, some ten's and fives, but mostly ones.  They now
had seven hundred and seventy nine dollars.
   Bobby handed the money to Korian, "You carry it in your purse, you're my
partner now, and financial manager.  Let's go see if we can find a camera."
   "I know we will Bobby Joe, today will be the day, I just feel it," she
said, as she hugged her pert little breasts to his upper arm.
  
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   They walked toward the downtown section of their little town of sixty
five hundred.  Korian kept up a steady chatter as they walked; she even had
Bobby Joe, the ultra-conservative one, all excited about her ideas and
plans for their new business venture.
   They stopped at Glenn's Pawn shop, and Mr.  Glenn told them he didn't
have the first camera, that he had, just yesterday, sold a small 35mm point
and shoot Canon to a high school kid in Mr.  Grafton's photography class.
   Outside again Korian told Bobby that she didn't want him to waste his
money on a point and shoot anyway, he needed a real camera.
   Korian never let up, she pointed out all the old stores that had been
renovated, and stood like new again; empty and ready to help revive the
older, downtown part of the town, as soon as someone opened a shop there.
   They stopped and cupped their hands on the sides of their faces, as they
looked into the big glass window of the smallest store, this one would be
perfect for what they wanted.
   110, Leitz South Street, now that had a ring to it they both liked.
   Bobby caught her enthusiasm now, and she had him seeing their sign over
the brick façade of the store front.
   It was five blocks over to the pawn shop on Walnut Street, and Korian
hooked her arm over Bobby's elbow as they walked with a new purpose now.
   Korian was only two inches shorter than her brother; she was tall and
slender, with small but prominent breasts.  She was built like her Mom,
only her tits weren't as big; and at eighteen, she was exploring her
sexuality with every look and every step she made.
   She loved to walk like this with her brother, and pretend they weren't
brother and sister.
   Every now and then, as she walked with a bounce to her step and turned
to talk to him, Bobby felt her hard breast press into his arm where her
arms were wrapped tightly to his.
   His face felt like it was glowing; it was so hot when he blushed.
   Muller's Pawn shop was old and rundown; the windows were painted over;
and there were iron bars on the doors and windows.
   Bobby and his sister, Korian, walked into the almost darkened store, and
smelled the smell of old things.  Everything in the store, on the shelves
and on the tables had the smell.
   "May I help you?" Mr.  Muller seemed to suddenly appear from wherever he
had been in the recesses of the store, to stand beside them.
   "I'm looking for a camera; I need one for a school photography class. 
Do you have anything at all?"
   "No, I'm afraid not," the old man spoke in a heavy German accent as he
looked them over through his thick glasses with his eyes drawn into slits.
Bobby was getting irritated the way he kept looking Korian up and down,
then staring at her face.
   "Sorry to bother you then." Bobby took Korian's hand and started to the
door.
   "Young man, wait!"
   Bobby turned, and Mr.  Muller waved them back.
   "Is this your wife?" He asked as he once again looked Korian over much
too closely.
   "Yes, I am his wife, Mr.  Muller, how did you know?" Korian spoke before
Bobby could even answer.
   "Come let me show you something."
   Bobby and Korian looked at the old man that stood stooped and bent, his
arms seemed longer than normal and he walked with a shuffle instead of
steps.
   He turned and waved at them to follow him through a split in the soiled
drapes over a doorway into the back of the store.
   "This was my sister; she was a beautiful young woman, ja?" The old man
picked up a framed black and white 8X10 photograph of a young woman leaning
against a tree in a park.  She was smiling and her eyes seemed to sparkle
in the old faded black and white photo.
   She was leaning back against a huge tree trunk, standing on one leg; the
other leg bent back the sole of her foot pressed flat against the tree. 
Her back was pressed back against the tree; her large breasts pushed out to
tighten her white peasant blouse that was scooped low off her shoulders,
and showing the tops of her swollen breasts with plenty of cleavage.  Her
skirt and petticoats were up over her raised knee that protruded outwards
toward the camera.
   "She is very pretty, does she live here, or is she still in Germany?"
Bobby Joe asked.
   "She died years ago." Mr.  Muller looked at the photo, wistfully, and
then back at Korian.
   "Do you see why I was staring at you so much now?"
   "I do," Bobby said.  "My wife looks almost identical to your sister."
   "YES, I was close to speechless when you walked into my store.  I was
afraid I was losing my mind, or that Karolin had been re-incarnated."
   "Look at her eyes and face Korian; she looks almost exactly like you do
today." Bobby said, as he studied the photo portrait and his sister closer
now.
   "She does, doesn't she, this is unreal, Mr.  Muller." Korian said,
amazed.
   "Ja, very unreal to me, also.  Tell me young man, what do you plan to do
with your education, when you have studied photography?"
   "We want to open a photography studio in the new downtown area, and take
family portraits and wedding pictures." Korian jumped in again with her
usual enthusiasm.
   "I have something I want to show you; it belonged to my brother who was
also killed in the accident that took my sister."
   "We're very sorry, Mr.  Muller, that you lost your brother and sister."
   "It is alright now, it was long ago.  I still miss them; she was
beautiful just as you, Missy.  She was full of laughter and her eyes were
always dancing with mischief, just as I see your eyes dance when you speak
of you and your brother opening the shop together."
   "How did you know we were brother and sister?" Korian looked shocked.
   "I loved my sister the same as you love your brother, she loved me the
same way.  I know the look; it shows."
   "I don't understand, Mr.  Muller; of course I love my brother."
   "You will soon understand, Missy; ja, soon you will.  Now, come with me
back to the living quarters, I have something that you both will be very
interested in."
   Korian looked at Bobby, as if seeing him for the first time; he noticed
her look, and blushed, as they walked hand in hand behind Mr.  Muller.
   Mr.  Muller moved some boxes, and took a heavily constructed wooden box
out of an even bigger cardboard box that had old German newspapers packed
around it.
   Bobby felt a shiver go through him, and saw Korian shiver too, as Mr. 
Muller pulled out a worn, smooth, leather camera case, and lay it on a
small table.  He took another box and opened it to reveal what must have
been a dozen different camera lenses.
   "Open the case." Mr.  Muller looked Bobby in the eye, smiling for the
first time since they had entered his store.
   Bobby twisted the metal fastener, so the little catch would pass back
through the keyhole in the flap, and opened the case.  He was frozen, as if
suddenly cast into stone, as he looked down at the camera.
   "It's an M3 Leica.  A very old Leica at that, it says 1955.  Look at
this, Korian; it is all manual, no automatic settings, no digital light
meters or shutter speed adjustments.  It even has the hot-shoe flash
adapter and flash, very rare back then; this is worth thousands of dollars,
Mr.  Muller."
   "It was my brother's camera.  He had a portrait studio, much as you plan
to have.  His favorite model was our sister, Karolin.  She was born to be
photographed; her pictures were in all the papers.  My brother Hans made
her famous; she became a movie actress even.  She was very adventurous and
pleaded with Hans to photograph her nude; she became even more famous, and
even notoriously so, when she posed for the German version of Playboy,
before there was a Playboy.  She was so impetuous, and she loved to be
naked in front of the camera.  My sister Karolin wasn't a bad girl, she
just loved life too much to be good."
   "That is a fantastic story, Mr.  Muller, I feel like I know her, and
when you were describing her being so adventurous, I felt as if I were
being photographed for the magazines." Korian said, and felt her face turn
red now.
   Korian wanted to tell this man that she actually felt like she was his
sister, as he described her.  She felt her panties become wet, as he told
of his sister wanting to be photographed nude by her brother.
   "I could see the difference come to you, she would have loved to know
you both; and you would have loved her enthusiasm for life.  She is the one
that persuaded Hans to open the photo shop, and she did all the developing
for him in the darkroom."
   Bobby and Korian looked at one another again and felt goose-bumps on
their arms, and the hair stand up on their bodies, and the skin on their
necks seemed to crawl.
   "We really appreciate you taking the time to show us this, Mr.  Muller,
I'm sure it brings back memories of your family, and living in Germany."
Bobby said, as he took Korian's hand once again; he felt her warm damp palm
as she grasped his hand tight now.
   "Put the camera back in the case, Bobby; Korian, you help your brother
pack the camera and lenses, so you can both carry them." Bobby was looking
at all the extras; there must be hundreds of flash bulbs here.
   "Mr.  Muller, there is no way we could ever afford this equipment, even
if you were serious." Bobby looked at the man, who was smiling widely now,
his face lit up like a spot light shone on it.  His eyes were bright and
heavy with unshod tears.
   "Do you have one hundred dollars?"
   "Yes we do Mr.  Muller, but, as Bobby told you, as much as we would both
love to have a camera such as this, we could never pay for it.  In a
hundred years we would still be paying you for its value." Korian looked at
the old man the same way she had looked at Bobby earlier; she saw him
different in some way, but her mind couldn't grasp the difference.
   "Korian, did I ask you for anything other than a hundred dollars?"
   "No Sir.  But we couldn't take your camera for so small an amount.  We
want to feel good about what we do, and we would feel guilty if we let you
do this."
   "Please give an old man a chance to explain to you, and then give an old
man one more chance to be happy in his life.  I will be gone from here in a
few years; I have no one to leave my belongings to.  Let me do this for
you."
   "Mr.  Muller, we don't even know what you have in mind, but we will
listen." Bobby said, and Korian squeezed his hand even tighter now, and she
felt her stomach knot up and relax as a calm feeling spread throughout her
loins, and even more of her juices ran out of her vagina.
   "I want to see the photographs that Bobby takes of you, Korian; that is,
if you are brave enough to show them to me.  Bobby, I want you to have this
camera, and that is all I will ever ask of you, that you show me Korian's
photograph's taken with this camera.  I have to know."
   "You have to know what, Mr.  Muller?" Korian asked, and she felt her
throat tighten, and her nipples crinkle, and get all pointy inside her
small lace bra.
   "You will see; take the camera and the lenses, and all the equipment. 
There is all the equipment to set up your complete darkroom in those boxes.
There, in that corner," he pointed to three stacks of large boxes, some
wooden, some old cardboard.
   "Will you come see us when we get our portrait studio set up, Mr. 
Muller?  We want you to be there on opening day." Korian smiled now.
   "I will be there, I am glad you came to my shop today, you have made me
very happy."
   "You have given us the chance to do what Bobby Joe has dreamed of doing,
Mr.  Muller; you will see his work and see how good he is at this.  He will
make you proud and he will treat this camera like it is his sweetheart."
   "I know he will, you take the camera and lens box today, and come back
Monday and get the rest.  If you like, I will even deliver the darkroom
equipment and supplies to your shop, when you tell me you have it rented."
   "Thank you, Mr.  Muller; may I hug you, please?" Korian asked, as she
held out her arms, and walked to the stooped man.  He was grinning now, and
she saw a tear build up in his eye, and run down his face as she grabbed
him, and held him tight to her.
   Bobby stood with the two boxes stacked one on top of the other, and
shook Mr.  Muller's hand, as they both smiled at their accomplishments for
the day and the new friend in their lives.
   "See Bobby, I just knew today was the day.  I could feel it before we
left the house.  I felt like I was being pulled and I could feel myself get
so excited as we talked to Mr.  Muller." Korian was so excited she was
really bouncing and talking and she was pulling on Bobby's arm as they
walked.
   "Come on, Bobby Joe, lets go to the Chamber of Commerce office, and
apply for the little shop we just saw."
   "Korian, are you sure, we don't need to spend the money if we don't have
the business.  We could go under before we even get started."
   "Bobby Joe Mason, get your ass in here with me, or I will throw a fit
right here on this fucking sidewalk," she said, as she put her right hand
on her hip, her left arm locked around the box she was carrying as it
rested on her left hip, her cone shaped breasts, topped by her erect
nipples, poked out hard against her white blouse.  Bobby had never seen
them look so firm and prominent before.
   "Korian, you look and sound different, are you okay?"
   "I'm fine, Bobby, I am excited, and I feel like I am Karolin trying to
convince her brother to open the shop.  I know it sounds weird, but I feel
so alive, and I want us to do this so badly." Korian wanted to tell Bobby
that she wanted him to take photos of her in the nude, but she was ashamed
of herself for even thinking that.
   They walked into the Chamber of Commerce office, and the lady asked if
she could help them.
   "Yes, Ma'am, we wanted to inquire about the small building that has been
renovated at 110, South Leitz Street; my brother, Bobby, and I want to rent
it for a photo portrait studio."
   "Well, come right over here, you two are the very first to inquire about
the newly renovated shops.  Take these papers, fill out the information,
and we'll see if you're eligible for the rent and utility discounts
available to new businesses."
   "You mean there are discounts for new business owners?" Bobby asked.
   "Yes, and hopefully you two will qualify.  We need to have this written
up in the local paper as our first new business in downtown in over twenty
years, this news will bring even more businesses back."
   "When will we know if we qualify for the assistance?"
   "As soon as we get your application processed and approved, probably
Monday morning.
   "Here, take my card and call me Monday around 10:00 a.m., I will know
something for sure.  You said you are brother and sister and I see that you
are still in school, are you sure you can pay whatever charges will be
associated with the new office if there is no assistance?"
   "Yes, Ma'am, I will graduate next spring; and we'll both be here every
hour we're not in school.  I have been thinking of applying for a co-op job
with the school, and this would let me be here most of the day, and I could
get my lessons, and get the office set up too."
   "Well, Korian, is it?  I see that you are very determined to make this
happen, your brother must be very talented in his work."
   "Yes, Ma'am, it's Korian; pronounced just like Korean, the Asian people
of Korea.  And you better believe Bobby is talented; he is the best in his
class, and just today got this very expensive camera that will make his
work come to life, even more than before."
   "Well, if he listens to his sister, then I think he will make a go of
it. You both know that you'll be required to have insurance coverage,
right?"
   "Yes, Ma'am, we are prepared to do whatever it takes, we're counting on
the assistance of the downtown development funds to help us until we can
get our business set up."
   "Bobby, you let your sister run the business, you just roll the film,
and you'll go to the top, this girl will see to it."
   "I agree, Ma'am, I already told her she was the financial manager, and
she owns half the business too."
   "We'll give you a call Monday morning, Ms.  Cartwell, thank you so much
for all your help."
  
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   "Korian, I sure hope we can pull this off, you've gotten me so excited.
I can hardly wait to take some photographs with this camera.  It's like it
is a living, breathing thing I am carrying.  I guess it's just my own heart
beating like a drum I feel."
   "That's weird, I feel it too, Bobby, this is the reason I just know
we're doing the right thing in getting our new office set up right away.  I
want to put an ad in the paper to coincide with the news release about our
studio being the first business to open in the renovated buildings.  I'm
going to also put in the ad we do senior pictures at a discount.  If we can
get the school's business, and the individual graduate's business, we will
be able to put in more equipment and backdrops."
   "Hush, Korian, I feel like I'm about to lift off like a rocket ship; I
am so excited now; if we weren't carrying these boxes, I'd embarrass both
of us right here in the middle of town."
   "Really, I've never even heard you talk like that, Bobby, you sound more
like me saying those things." Korian was wishing he would hug and kiss her,
she just knew that was what he meant by his statement.
   "If we can get the assistance we need, and can get the lease signed, we
need to take Mom out, and all of us celebrate." Bobby grinned.
   "Oh yes, we'll do that too, she will be so proud of you for doing this,
Bobby."
   "It's not about me, Korian, it's about us, we will do this together, it
will be us, or not at all."
   "Well, it will be your talents that will make us successful."
   "You will be the darkroom specialist; and you will be the one
responsible for covering my ass, when I make mistakes."
   "Bobby Joe Mason, you have changed; I have never in my life heard you
even say a word as strong as 'ass' before.  I like the new you.  I won't be
so afraid I'm gonna make you blush, and your face turn blood red now."
Korian grinned, and hooked her free arm into his free arm, and pressed the
side of her breast against his biceps.  And Bobby blushed.
   "Well, it was the thought that counted.  You'll be alright, Bobby, when
we begin working side by side, and you see the people that want to maybe
pose a special way, in private, you will stop being embarrassed so much."
   "You've been reading too many of those magazine articles, where the
photographer writes about that happening.  I bet most, if not all, are
lying."
   "I bet they're not, either, I got the strangest feelings when Mr. 
Muller was telling about his sister wanting to be photographed in the nude,
I could see me sitting there letting you take my pictures with no clothes
on."
   "Would you actually pose like that, Kori, would you take off your
clothes, and let me take your pictures?"
   "I would, does that make me bad, Bobby, because I got excited by it all,
and told you that?  I would love for you to see me naked"
   "Kori, you know that I'd never think you're bad, you are just reacting
to Mr.  Muller telling us about Karolin.  She was a very beautiful girl; I
can see why he thought you were her."
   "Can you really, I don't think I look near as pretty as she was, she
looked so sexy, and natural at the same time, in the photo of her in the
park."
   "When I get the camera figured out, we'll go to the park, and I'll take
a roll of film with you as my model.  I need to learn all I can about it,
as soon as I can, so we can really start taking pictures for money."
   "Are you serious, you want me to be your model?  I think I'd be nervous
in front of a camera."
   "It is just me, Kori, just me and the camera.  Just pretend you are
Karolin, and you will be alright."
   "It's easy to daydream about having a photographer take pictures, but
when you told me you wanted to really take them, I felt nervous."
   "Tomorrow afternoon we will go to the park, I'll photograph you on the
swings, on the park benches, and I want one posed just like Karolin with
her foot propped up behind her."
   "I have a peasant blouse, will you let me wear it, it is a little
revealing if I pull it off my shoulders."
   "Yes, wear it so we can show them to Mr.  Muller when we get them
developed."
   "Yes I never thought of that, he would love it.
   "Bobby Joe..."
   "Yes?"
   " ...  if I ever did want you to photograph me in the nude, would you?"
   "I think I would, you are very beautiful, and when I saw you today
sticking your chest out, you looked as big as Karolin, in the photo."
   "Bobby, I can't believe you really looked at me, you never notice me."
   "Yes, I do, I just try to not let you notice that I notice."
   "Is there film in the camera, Bobby?"
   "I doubt it, but I never even thought to look."
   "If there is, I want you to take my picture in front of our new shop."
   "Look Korian, there is film here, I would think its old and no good by
now, there have been ten exposures taken already.  It says there is a
twenty four exposure roll in the camera, let's take the rest of them, and
when we develop them, we can see what the others are like.  Maybe Mr. 
Muller will want them."
  
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   "Turn as if you were about to enter the door, with your hand on the
knob, Kori; then, when I tell you to, look at me and smile.
   "Now, Kori.  Great, just what I wanted.
   "Okay; now, I want you to stand in the doorway, as if you are coming out
and reaching behind you to pull the door closed.  Look up, and you see your
lover as he comes to meet you; let me see your face, show me how much you
love him..."
   "Wow, Kori that was fantastic, I hope the camera captured that look just
as I saw you.  I love this camera, Kori.  It feels so warm and comfortable
in my hands, like we are old friends."
   "I like this Bobby, you telling me exactly how you want me to turn or
how to look for the camera, I see now why you get such high marks from Mr.
Grafton."
   "Kori, I want you to be a little more daring, place the two camera boxes
on the sidewalk in front of the door and bend down as if you were picking
them up to take in the door, I will take as many pictures as I can while
you stoop to pick them up, then reach out to open the door."
   "Why would that be daring, Bobby?"
   "Your skirt will rise up in back when you bend over, and then I will see
your knees when you turn to face me while you pick the boxes up."
   "Wow, I feel like we're really doing a photo shoot, we need to get some
more film before tomorrow and go to the park Bobby."
   "We'll stop over at the drug store and pick up a few rolls, then we'll
get online and try to buy in bulk."
   "OK bend slowly, and let your skirt raise as it will Kori.  YES, I got
that one, now turn to me and let me see your knees as you lift the boxes."
   "You make a very good model Kori, you take direction really good, as if
you have done this before."
   "Wow did you see that, I got that one just as the wind blew your skirt
up Kori, you may not want that one to be seen."
   "I saw that Bobby, I felt it blow right up between my legs.  My knees
feel so weak.  That was a weird breeze that caught my dress just right to
make it flip like that." Korian knew her panty crotch was wet too, but
there was no way it would show.  This was turning her on so much to be
Bobby's model, she hoped there would many more times when Bobby would take
her pictures.
   "I like this Kori, come on and let's get some more film, I want to mix
it up so we'll have film for any lighting."
   
  
JRyter's The Camera Chap. 01