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   The bell rang and I looked over and smiled at him, told ya.
   Yeah, I said to her.  How can I help.
   I can tell in an instant.  Fucking tart she was, hair in a top knot and
flicked over to one side, gum chewing, skirt no lower than the crotch of
her raggy knickers and her tits practically out of the low cut t-shirt
telling me that she loved New Dimension.  Probably pregnant at 12 and of
course there she was standing next to her, the almost fucking spitting
image.
   You do fashion shots do ya, she tart mother asked as flecks of spit flew
out of her mouth and onto my peeling veneer counter.
   Yeah, i replied looking down at the sexy little tart daughter with her.
For you is it?
   Nah, she said looking down to her right, her, she wants some fashion
shots.  Wants to be a model, don't ya Trace.
   Yeah, said Trace, Tracy probably, and then sniffed.
   Yeah alright, I replied, so have you brought her outfits then?
   What fuckin' outfits, she asked.
   The outfits you want her shot in, I replied.
   I thought you fuckin' provided them, she said, we thought that didn't we
Trace.
   Yeah we thought that, said Trace, Tracy.
   Well we can provide a limited number of outfits, we have some on the
premises, I said, but the fee would be more.
   Oh aye, said the tart, how much is it then?
   Ah, well that depends on what you want.  We have a scale of
fees.................
   A what, asked the tart, what's them while you're about it?
   Yeah what's them, Trace, Tracy asked?
   The cost, I replied.
   I can pay, said the tart, but how much is it?
   I started to explain about the fees and the link between what we offered
and what it cost but as ever always mentioning the cheaper fees linked to
our choice of modelling and our rights to publish or sell to 'fashion
magazines.'
   And you provide the outfits then do ya, asked the gum chewing tart, and
we get copies too?
   Oh yes, I replied, we do everything and there's also the free payment
plan where we just provide a selection of 12 photographs to you at the end
of the session.  The only outfits we use are bikinis though.
   We don't have to pay for that then, asked the tart?
   No you don't, I replied and noticed she didn't ask about the bikinis.
   We'll have that then eh Trace, the tart said looking down again?
   Yeah we'll have that then, said Trace, Tracy.
   And you can give us your money then Trace and I'll look after it for ya,
the tart said.
   Look after it, said Trace, Tracy, more like go down the bingo and
fuckin' spend it I reckon.
   Don't be silly love, said the tart, it'll be safer with me when you're
doing your modelling.  You can't keep it on ya can ya?
   Yeah well mebee, said Trace, Tracy.
   So what happens then, the tart said looking up at me?
   Uh, well you sign this, I said bringing out a form.  You need to read it
and then sign it here, oh yeah, and here.  When do you want to book her in.
We're quite busy at the moment although as it happens we have a cancelled
booking at the moment.  One of our junior models was coming in about now
but we've just had a call telling us that she's just got an offer of a
modelling job following some shots we submitted to a magazine recently.
   She got a job, said the tart, you mean a job with money paid.
   Oh yeah, I said offhandedly.  It doesn't happen that often but some of
my clients are offered work.  They can make a fair bit.  It's usually in
the more hospitality and educational theme.
   Education, said the tart, well that's good isn't it Trace.  Our Trace
does good at school.  don't you Trace?
   Yeah, Trace, Tracy simply replied.
   Teacher says you're high spirited, doesn't he Trace, said the tart.  She
got an A for good conduct and attendance last term, didn't ya Trace?
   Yeah, Trace, Tracy replied grinning this time.
   So we'll do that then shall we Trace, said the tart.  So how long does
it take like.  What do we have to do then?
   We got the admin bits out the way first, there was a bit of an argument
over the issue of the deposit which was eventually solved when the tart
mother agreed to remain in the building.  She would sit there and hold the
deposit.  She didn't read the agreement form of course, she just signed it
in both places.
   Ok, I said, of course you wouldn't normally have to stay since your
daughter's over 18.  We need about, well probably the rest of the day for
the shots, so maybe say 4 to 6 hours; should be finished around 6pm.  Then
there's the film processing which we'll do tonight.  You should have your
portfolio shots sometime tomorrow.
   I'm 12, said Trace, Tracy.
   Ah well that's a bit of a problem then, I said.
   Why, the tart asked?
   Well you've signed the form which indicates she's over 18, I said.
   She is over 18, said the Tart staring at Trace, Tracy, aren't ya love.
   Yeah I am, said Trace, Tracy.
   The tart didn't stay of course.  That kind never do.  She stayed for
about half an hour and watched as the main near respectable sports outfit
bikini shots were taken.
   She wants to go to the bingo, Trace, Tracy said.  And then she'll be off
to the pub with her mates.
   No, I'm not, the tart had said.  I've got cleaning and shopping and
stuff to do.
   And fuckin' bingo, Tracy had shouted at her mother as she slunk off.
   The issue of the deposit was solved.  Tracey wouldn't hand her money
over to her mother.
   Right then Tracy, I said and she cut me off.
   It's Trace, she said, alright?
   Ok, Trace, I replied.  I think we need a change of outfit.  We need to
take shots wearing several different outfit types.
   Yeah well I don't like this thing, said Trace, it looks fuckin' horrid.
   Yes alright well look, I think you should have a little rest now and you
can go in the changing room and make your own selection of outfit.  There's
a load in there.  You go in there and choose something you like, something
you feel comfortable in, alright.  Be back out here in say about 10 minutes
alright?
   Yeah cool, she said as she walked off.
   I wandered into the back office and shut the door.
   Sexy little bitch isn't she, Mischa said smiling.
   She gives me a fucking hard on, I replied grinning.  I wonder which
outfit she'll choose.
   Micro, Mischa said laughing.  Your micro hard on and her in a micro
bikini.
   Never, I said, not yet.  And fuck off about my micro cock.  It's average
size; maybe not average next to yours but mine fits in better than that
fucking baseball bat of yours.  I reckon the thong bikini bottom with the
unsecured top.
   You mean the top with the loose cups, Mischa asked?
   Yeah the loose titty covers, I said.
   You love them don't you, grinned Mischa.  Has she got any tits?  I can't
really tell looking from here through the one way mirror.
   Couple of spikes, I replied.
   Puffies then, asked Mischa?
   Yeah puffies or nubbies or whatever they call them these days.  Lovely
to wank on anyway, I said.
   Her shots'll sell alright then, said Mischa.
   Yeah I said, should get a fair bit.  Are we up for a bet then?
   On the bikini choice or the fuck choice, Mischa asked?
   Fuck choice, I replied.  But since both of us reckoned with a mother
like hers she'd have had a fair few lengths of cock up her by now, that
she'd be up for it, we decided on the bikini choice.
   There's no way she's 12, said Mischa rubbing his crotch at the same
time.
   You hope, I said laughing.  Ha, you owe us a fiver, look, loose titty
covers.  You can give it to me later.  Back to work for me.
   Are you going back out like that, Mischa asked?
   Oh shit right, I said.  I kicked my shoes and socks off and then slipped
my trousers off.
   That's better, said Mischa, you can show her what's on offer as a
starter course.  I'll bring the main course in later once you've opened her
piss flaps for me.
   Fuck off, I said and then walked back into the 'studio.'
   Oh that's a good choice, I said to her.
   Thanks, she relied looking down at herself.  Fits good too and I like
the colour.
   Yeah well its the fashion colour this year, I replied not having a
fucking clue what I was talking about.  It suits your figure as well.
   Yeah, she said still looking down at herself and smiling as I snapped
off a few.
   You've got a real nice figure, I said, snapping.  Actually I was
surprised when you said you were 12; I thought more like 19 or 20.
   Yeah a lot of lads say that, said Trace.  And I'm 11 really but I'm
nearly 12.
   Sit on the floor love and give me a pose, I said as I snapped.  Bet a
lot of lads are interested in you.  You've got a boyfriend then I suppose?
   I split up with him recently, she replied.  I'm single at the moment.
   She sat on the floor, leaning forwards, legs raised and clasping her
knees in front of her and trying to give me a sexy look.
   I'm surprised about that love, I said, they'll be queuing up I reckon.
That's a great pose by the way, you're a natural.  Can you lean back, no I
mean can you put your arms to the side and back a bit and then lay your
hands on the floor.  Yeah that's it.
   Of course this caused her legs to part and I got close, kneeling in
front of her spread skinny junior legs.  I was able to use one hand on her
knee as if I was steadying myself and then gently pushed it to one side
causing her legs to open wider.
   That's great, I said, lean back a bit further and give me that same
fashion look.  That's it, your mouth open, yeah, that's it, let your tongue
come out, you know like its a hot sunny day and you're thirsty.  Nice one,
that's it, yeah, run your tongue from side to side.  Nice, lovely, that's
it, now turn a bit to your right, that's it.
   As she turned one of her legs braced against my body causing them to
spread further apart.  The bikini thong stretched and her cunt became
slightly visible.  At the same time the unsecured titty cups shifted and I
was able to get a good side view of her little junior titties or puffies or
nubbies or whatever the word was now.  One of my 'client's' had recently
said, my puff puffs.  She was a 12 year old fatty and I had puffed spunk on
her little puff puffs.
   I was hard as a fucking rock and decided it was time to show it.  I
stood up and started walking around her.
   Excellent, I said as I snapped off.  I knelt down, right in front of her
face.  I'll just get some facials.
   I made sure to stay in that position for a while and I made sure she got
a good eyeful of my package straining through the tight white shorts I was
wearing.  I also knew full well that the precum stain would be more than
visible.  Her face was posed in a grin.
   Right, I said standing up again.  Now lets get some good shots of your
very mature figure.  That will interest the hospitality and educational
type magazines.  I think you've a good chance of being offered paid work.
No love, turn round and uh, well I tell you what, pretend you've lost
something valuable on the beach and you're down on all fours looking for it
in the sand.
   Like this, she said.
   Oh yeah, perfect, I said.  I told you, you're a natural.  You've got
real model skills.
   I stood behind her little bubbly botty, she had a real sexy little girl
botty.
   Now get your front part lower and your rear part higher, I instructed.
That's it, lower and then higher here.
   I put one hand on the inside or her thigh and pressed upwards which
caused her little arse to rise.
   That string bit hurts, she said twisting her head back.
   Hang on, I said snapping a few.  She had a great look on her face.  She
had that look on her face that women get when they're getting a nice fat
cock up their shitters.  I haven't met many females who you can't persuade
to take it up the arse.  If they refuse at first then the best thing to do
is to slowly show a lack of interest in them.  They soon come round and
take the pain.  That's what its all about isn't it; pain is gain.
   Alright love, I said.  Just relax a bit, that's it.  I'll just move the
string for you.
   I ran my finger inside the string at the top of her arse and then ran my
finger down the crack and pulled it slightly to one side.
   Is that better love, I asked and at the same time putting pressure on
her back so that her torso went down and her pretty bottom went up.
   Yeah, she said.
   Tell you what, I asked.  Do you think you're strong enough to use one
hand to hold the string back to one side.  Can you support yourself on just
the other hand.  Most models can?
   Yeah alright then, she said.
   And turn your head towards me, I said.
   I stood there and started snapping.  Lovely fucking shots of her.  Her
face contorted and looking like the dirty fucking bitch she was, or at
least was soon going to be and pulling the string to one side giving me a
perfect view of her hairless preteen twat.
   Great, I said.  Stay like that a while and let me get some good shots. I
think these will be of great interest to buyers.
   You mean you sell them, she asked.
   Well I sell them and then you get the money love, I said.  Its all in
your contract.
   Cool, she said.  Does me mam have to know if you sell them like.
   Up to you love, I replied.  We can keep it confidential if you like.
   Confi what, she said and I could see she was straining herself in that
position.  Lovely fucking shots that some old bastard would be wacking
himself off to.
   A secret between us, I said.  Ok, you can rest now.  Turn over if you
like and lay on the floor for a bit and take a rest.
   Alright, she said.  Its tiring isn't it.  doing this modelling work?
   Oh yeah, I said watching her as she rolled over onto her back and
rested, legs nicely spread and the bikini top and bottom dishevelled.  It's
hard work for professionals like you.
   Yeah, she said.  I didn't realise it would be so tiring.
   Well that's one reason why we keep a professional masseuse on the
premises, I said.
   A what, she asked?
   Oh didn't I tell you, I said looking down at her and still throbbing. 
He's a physiotherapist, he gives the models a massage, a rub down to keep
them fit.
   She raised herself up a bit on her elbows and looking directly at me
said, bet you could do with a rub an'all.  She was grinning.
   Right, I said grinning back.  So you've had a few boyfriends before
then?
   Yeah course, she said grinning back.  I'm not a kid.  She sniffed.
   No I didn't think you were, I said.  So who was he then, boy from
school.
   No, she said dismissively, don't like boys.  I like lads, older lads.
   Yeah well, I said.  You would, like I said before, you're real mature.
How old was he then.
   About your age, she sniffed in reply and continued staring at my crotch.
   Cool, I said.
   Yeah cool, she replied.  So do you think I could really get in them
magazines then and make some money?
   Yeah, I said but uhm..............
   What, she interrupted.
   Well to be honest most of my client's get into the real good magazines
if they do natural poses.
   Aren't I doing naturals then, she asked.
   Semi naturals, I replied but there's not a big market for semis.
   She frowned; so what are the others then, she asked?
   Naturals, I repeated.  Haven't you heard of naturals?
   Yeah, she said, I just forgot that's all.
   Yeah sorry, I said.  Nudies, you know.  But you can't do them.
   Why not, she asked.
   They're not in your contract, I replied and she looked away for a while.
   Well you said we could do it secret, she said the sly little bitch.  You
said me mam doesn't have to know, didn't you?
   Not really, I said.  It's not me who has to ask, its you, isn't it?
   Yeah alright then, she replied looking confused.  So can I then?
   What, I asked?
   Can I do the nudie ones, she asked.
   Not much point love, I replied.
   Not a big market for them these days, I replied.
   But you said...................
   Yeah well what I meant to say was, nudie sexy ones, I told her and at
the same time I placed my hand over my crotch and pinched my hard on.
   She sniffed again and grinned.  I can do sexy ones as well can't I?
   I reckon you could but its up you and you got to ask to do it and we
haven't got it in the contract and your mam might not agree to it, I said
feeling the precum on my thumb and forefinger.
   But if I ask you and...............
   Well it would have to be a secret agreement between you and me I said.
And if not and if you made any money I'd have to inform your mam.
   I don't want her to know, she said.  She'll keep it and spend on shit.
   Well its up to you, I said.
   Can I do it then, can I asked that we make the secret one then, she
said.
   Yeah alright then, I said.  So are we agreeing you want sexy nudie ones
and that we have to keep it secret, is that it?
   Yeah, she said.
   And you realise that it means we get nude as well, I said.  Me and you
and the man who gives the rubs?
   The rubs, she said.  You mean the massage one.
   Yeah well you need a rest now and we may as well get him in and he can
give you the massage, alright, I asked her?
   Yeah alright then, she said.  When will he be coming then?
   Soon I said.  I'll go and get him.  You just lay there and rest a bit.
And I'll tell you...................
   I stripped off in front of her, stripped everything off and then stood
there in front of her naked, my hard on dripping and bobbing in front of
her.
   ..............you may as well strip off now.
   Alright, she said and I watched her as she quickly pulled of the bikini.
   Sexy, I said.  Very sexy and do you feel alright being naked with a man.
   Yeah, she said.  I feel sexy.
   I knelt down next to her.  Cool, I said.  And have you sucked a man's
cock before?
   Yeah, she said.
   That's nice, I said.  And moving closer I held out my cock and invited
her to have a lollipop.
   She took it into her mouth quite willingly and I reached down and
slightly across and slipped a finger into her 11 year year old fanny.  She
winced a little and I felt her teeth bite down a little onto my cock, but
it slipped in without too much trouble.  The I heard the door open.
   Here's Mischa, I said and I looked at down at her as her mouth opened
and my cock slipped out of her mouth.
   Do you like Mischa's cock, I asked as I got hold of it and pulled him
down onto his knees.  Its big isn't it.  Its about 9 inches hard.  Come on
now open wide and see if you can take it in.
   She was totally fuck struck and leaving place I was in I moved down
between her legs and started to turn her over and then positioned myself.
   You'll need this after you've opened her for me, said Mischa as he held
her little head in his big hands and helped her to suck his big cock.  He
handed me a large ribbed thick dildo.
   Holding the dildo in one hand I mounted the little preteen tart.  She
was quite wet already and with my 6 inches it was easy to slip into her. 
Most 10 year olds and up can quite easily take an adult male cock and I
gave her a long hard pumping for about 2 minutes and filled her cunt up
with spunk.
   Give her the dildo now, said Mischa grinning at me while we heard her
gagging.  Open her bum hole up, I need a cum dump.
   leslliams@yahoo.com


   
  
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