The next evening I went over to visit Janet and Gwendolyn for dinner. I ordered a pizza while we talked and sipped our drinks in her living room. Gwendolyn could not sit still. She told me that her Mommy did buy a razor so I could shave her lower legs when I gave her a bath that night. Both Janet and I told her repeatedly, in various ways, that she was growing up and getting to be such a pretty, young woman.

When I pulled a tape measure out of my pants pocket, Gwendolyn asked me what it was for. I said, "I need to measure your bust to see what size training bras to get you, Silly. I don't want to get something that's too big. I guessed a 30-A, but could be off. Maybe before your bath I'll get your measurements, because you can't have a shirt on."

Less than a second after I said that her shirt was off and she was standing in front of me. I stood up behind her and had her lift her arms so I could get the measurement. With some obvious fondling I soon had the tape measure in place. "Thirty and a half inches." I said. "Did you know if someone pinches your nipples and massages your breasts that it can make them swell up even bigger?"

"Really?" She asked.

"Yes." Said Janet, who was sitting in the stuffed chair which was at a right angle to the couch. "Maybe if you squeeze them for her for a minute, you could re-measure them."

I reached down to pick up my glass of wine from the end table at the end of the couch, next to Janet's chair. "Would you like me to check if that's true, Gwennie?"

"Yes." She put her arms straight out the side, even with her shoulders. I sat my glass back down and reached under her arms and began massaging her small breasts - pinching, pulling, massaging, and even a little light slapping upwards - all to help them swell up.

Then I re-measured them. "Yes! Bigger. The measurement was 30 and a half, and now it's thirty and three fourths. Yes, bigger. How much bigger, Gwennie, since you took fractions in school."

"Only a fourth of an inch. That's not very much."

Janet said, "She's been excited about you shaving her tonight, but let's wait until after the pizza gets here. We don't want any interruptions while you two are up in the bathroom!" She laughed.

I paid the pizza delivery girl, who looked to be about twenty, and brought it into the dining room. Janet had salads ready for us. We sipped our wine and ate our salads while Gwendolyn went directly to the pizza. A few minutes later she was ready to run up and start her bath. I was eager to run up there, too, but tried to act like I wasn't! Then Janet smiled. "Go on up there. I know you want to help as much as she wants you to pay attention to her. It's OK, Joe. I'll stop up in a little bit. I might open our next bottle, if that's OK with you."

Janet had been drinking more the last couple months, and especially lately. I wasn't really worried about her, but it was an observation. I always bought the wine. Good stuff. So I said, "Well, since SHE is so anxious for me to help her, I'll go on up." We both laughed again - both of us knowing that I was also eager - wanting to give Gwendolyn another bath and fondle the nine year old, pretty girl.

She was waiting for me in her bedroom, and I heard the bath running. I hugged her again, enjoying that almost as much as fondling her. She hugged me back and kissed my cheek. "Thanks, Uncle Joe. This is so fun. I can't wait to get do the photography thing. Are you really going to buy me some bras?"

"Yes, I'll buy you some bras and some more fancy panties. And I think my friend, the photographer, might even know of a place we could go sometime - a little boutique - with lots of sexy fashions in your size. Would you like that?"

"Yes! That would be so neat! Would you be with me?"

"Of course, Honey. Maybe I could take you over there on Saturday, after your first photo shoot. Janet wants to stay and talk with him in private about some things. I think she wants to be sure that your pictures and videos won't be seen in this country."

"That's all so exciting."

"Can I take a few more pictures of you tonight and maybe a couple little video clips?"

"Sure, Uncle Joe. I like modeling for you. Is your friend as nice as you?" We were walking hand in hand to the bathroom. Janet came up the stairs and into the bathroom with us. The warm water was still filling the tub making the perfumed bubbles reach the top.

"I'm going to get a few pictures of Gwendolyn in the tub. OK?"

"Sure." Janet said. "She'll be sitting in the tub, so you won't see her private, feminine area. I don't want you or your friend to take bare pictures of that area. Will you wash her all over for me, after you shave her legs? I set out the new razor and even a new can of shaving cream."

I took a few pictures of Gwendolyn sitting in the tub full of bubbles. Janet went back downstairs, and then I had the girl sit up on her feet again, lifting her chest out of the water. I switched to video and had her massage her breasts for me. After a few pictures, and that video clip, I sat the camera down on the back of the toilet and knelt beside the tub. I washed her thoroughly, even her 'little tingle.'

After gently washing it for a full minute, she started breathing heavier and twitching her hips around. I asked her if it hurt or if it was too sensitive or if it felt really good.

"It doesn't hurt, Uncle Joe. It's giving me big tingles and feels really good."

"I like washing your 'little tingle,' Gwennie. In fact, and this is a secret, someday I would like to kiss it."

She giggled. "But that would be so yukky. People wouldn't really kiss that, would they?" She made a yukky face as if she had just tasted something bad. "That's where girls pee."

"But if you were all clean, I would love to do it sometime, like right after giving you a bath. You've heard of girls sucking on a boy's thing. Where the boy pees from. And the boys like it and lots of girls like to do that with a boy."

"I've heard of that. I'm not a little kid. But I mean like really kiss a girl right there? I heard some of the big girls, like in Junior High or High School talking about doing that, even with one of the life guards they think is cute."

"Yes, young lady. You'll learn lots of new, but private things, over the next few years. Don't be anxious to grow up, but yes, men like to lick girls there. And it feels good to the little girls, too. You said you like it when I tickle your 'little tickle' bump. Right?"

"Yes. Gee." She thought about this new information.

I said, "We can talk about anything, Gwendolyn, but your Mommy knows about these things, too, like all big girls and women. You could say you heard girls at the pool talking about it. See what your mommy says. It might be best not to mention that I told you about it. I thought since you are grown up enough to shave your legs that you would already know about it. And I won't mention it to her either, or she might tell me not to do it. I would like to do it, but want you to think about it first. OK?"

"Well, it does feel really good when you touch me there with your fingers."

"Ready to get your legs shaved now, Big Girl?"

"Yes!" She giggled and stuck her right leg up on the edge of the tube again.

"No, silly. Stand up and put one foot on the edge of the tub and I'll do it that way."

She followed directions. I lathered up her legs clear up to her pussy, but only shave below her knees. I did it twice and then washed her off.

After drying herself off, she ran downstairs to show her Mommy how pretty and silky they were.

She came back upstairs as I finished cleaning up the bathroom. I put the razor and shaving cream in the medicine cabinet over the sink. "Mommy says for you to put lotion on my legs, so they will stay soft."

I smiled and pulled out a plastic bottle full of lotion. I took two dry towels into Gwendolyn's bedroom and laid them on her bedspread. "Lie down and let me put lotion on your legs, Gwennie, Honey. Are you cold from the air conditioning?" I could see that her nipples were fully erect as she laid back and put one leg across my lap. The bottle of lotion was on the chair next to her bed within each reach. She was naked, and put one of my old T-shirts across her chest and tummy.

"I was a little cold, but I think I'm just nervous. They feel so smooth, don't you think? Thanks for shaving me, Uncle Joe."

Janet walked in to see how we were doing. I was greasing up Gwendolyn's left leg from her foot to an inch below her pussy. She had my T-shirt across her chest and tummy, but her bare pussy was still in full view.

Janet said, "You did great on her legs, Joe. Maybe you could shave mine sometime!" She laughed. "Hmm, well maybe really. Anyway, I'm going to walk over to the convenience store to get some ice cream. I didn't get my exercise in today, and I don't want to drive after 3 glasses of wine. Just keep putting lotion all over her legs, back, and... well, all over. Then we can watch TV and have a little celebration party tonight, since Gwendolyn is getting to be such a big girl! See you two in about fifteen or twenty minutes."

I kept massaging her legs and going up onto her tummy, and then moved to her chest - putting lotion all over her from her neck to her toes. I had her roll over. My God! What a beautiful bottom! I used both hand to apply lotion there - pushing her ass wide open with the heels of both hands at the same time. Her anus was pink in the center with a narrow ring of light brown, radiating wrinkles around the very light pink center. Absolutely beautiful. I knew I would cum later in the privacy of my own house.

I got up and took more pictures and short, video clips. I had the naked girl lie on her tummy, then open her legs, and then lift her bottom - arching her back - opening both her ass and pussy to my camera. Then she rolled over and did some of her stretching exercises while I took more pictures.

After setting down the camera, I said, "Put on your jammies now, Gwennie, Honey. We should be downstairs watching TV when Janet gets back. Did that feel good when I put lotion on you?"

"Yes, real good. It could put me to sleep, except I'm so excited." And she was excited. I didn't put lotion directly on her pussy, but did move her lips around by squeezing her thighs. I could see that she was wet there. A little white excitement and still more clear natural lubricant - beautiful, little girl excitement.

Then, and I shouldn't have said anything, but I asked her if she wanted to feel what it would feel like to get kissed on her feminine area.

"Yes, but Mommy will be home pretty soon, so just kiss it for a minute. I mean if you don't think it's too yukky."

I put her on her back with her knees up and lying out to the side so her feet were almost touching her butt. Her tender, almost hairless, pussy was spread wide open. She was wet. It smelled good. Then, Oh my God! It tasted wonderful. So clean and virgin. The firmness of her lips was palpable. I could have kept licking for a long time - feeling her little clitty start to swell as I licked, nibbled, and sucked it. At the moment my lips came into contact with her pussy, her entire body convulsed and a deep-throated, 'Ummmmmhhhhhh' emanated from deep inside her. It was a combination of a groan and a moan. It was as sexual a sound as a nine year old girl can make.

My kiss lasted but a moment, and by the time her moan had stopped my lips had lifted. I moved up and planted a kiss on her cheek, then her other cheek, and then gazed into her eyes. She made no attempt to close her legs. I leaned down and kissed her lips, and she actively joined in the kiss. She'd never had a real boy-girl kiss before so she was a bit clumsy, but she made up for her lack of experience with her enthusiasm.

I felt her hands pushing up on my shoulders. "Can you kiss me again? Down there? I really liked it." Her voice was soft and very much a little-girl sound. But I could sense her desire.

I nodded and smiled gently at her before moving down between her open legs. "I love how you taste, Gwennie." I could see her wetness - even more visible than before. I leaned in, leading with my tongue, and proceeded to lick very, very slowly, starting on the top left of her pussy lips -- just below her clit -- down to the bottom before moving up the other side, ending just before her clit. As before, her reaction was electric when my tongue came into contact with her. Her body arched up, throwing herself into my mouth and almost throwing me off. The sexual energy inside this little girl was palpable. Her moan this time was a long, drawn out wail of need and emotion.

I lifted again and moved up to kiss her forehead, then her left ear, her right ear, before moving to her mouth. Her mouth was open now, her breathing uneven and fitful. As I kissed her my tongue entered her mouth. I licked around the inside of her mouth -- her teeth, her gums, and then her tongue. I wrapped my tongue around hers and slowly our tongue danced. This went on for a couple of minutes before I again felt her small hands pushing on me.

I knew, without her asking, what she wanted. I moved down, now for the third time to gaze on the loveliness of a nine year old, virgin pussy. Her legs were unabashedly open as I moved to her core and kissed her clit. But, this time, rather than a quick kiss, my lips moved on to take her clit within them. Holding her. Nibbling on her clit, sucking on it. It swelled magically within my mouth. Rapidly it left its protective sheath and opened itself to me. Doubling in size as I licked her.

As I held her femininity within my lips, I felt her body thrashing all around. Her thighs opening and closing around me. Her moans turning to sobs, but these were sobs of pure joy. They were the sobs of a little girl awakening to her sexuality. Understanding just what kind of role her body, and particularly her vagina and her clit, would play in her future. And her liking what she saw in all of that.

And, for me? Oh my God! She tasted wonderful. So clean and virgin. The firmness of her essence excited me. I could have kept licking for a long time.

Finally after what felt like an eternity - but really no longer than a minute - of loving her clit, her body thrashing, I left her pussy and gazed into the prettiest nine year old eyes you could imagine.

"My Love, we need get ready for your Mommy. She is going to be home any minute now."

Gwendolyn nodded and smiled. She had been intimate with a man. And though she didn't fully understand all that it meant, she had liked it.

"Uncle Joe?"

"Yes, what is it?"

"I like being naked for you. I like when you're completely dressed and I'm completely undressed. It makes me feel special. I like how you look at me." I didn't say a word. Just gulped and tried not to spoil the moment.

As she put on my old T-shirt, her eyes slowly moved to the floor. I could tell she wanted to say something but she was feeling shy.

"What is it, Gwennie? What do you want to say?"

Her pause was long. The room was quiet. "Could we go on a date sometime? Maybe you could take me to a restaurant or somewhere? I know I can never be a woman for you, but I love you."

"Oh, Gwendolyn! You have no idea what you CAN be to me! And, I love you, too! But you know this would have to be a secret from your Mommy, right?"

We heard the front door open. Janet called up the steps. "I'm going to put the ice cream in the fridge. Come on down, and we can watch a movie and have a little celebration."

I sat up and asked, "Did that feel good, Gwennie, Honey?"

"Yes." She looked at me. "Real good. And, umm, I won't tell Mommy you did that."

"OK," I said. "Our secret. I suspect we will have more time together, just the two of us, like when I used to babysit you and we would play cards or games or watch TV until your Mommy got home." I helped her dress in one of my big T-shirts, and a pair of her new, sexy panties. My erection was subsiding as we went down the steps hand-in-hand.

Janet looked at us as we entered the kitchen, "Well, look at the two of you!" I thought she was going to say how guilty I looked, but she just said, "You're glowing, Gwendolyn. So you like having your legs shaved, and then getting lotion?"

"Yes."

"I was thinking that tonight... well, maybe you leave your shirt off while we sit at the table. You know, like to get used to being topless in front of people."

Gwendolyn giggled, but didn't take off her shirt. I thought, too, that maybe Janet was just joking around. Then Janet said, "Seriously. I know it will seem funny, but it will help you get ready for Saturday when you'll be topless in front of a strange man."

She took off the T-shirt, and blushed. We both looked at Gwendolyn. She really was glowing. Janet came over to her and sniffed her shoulder. "Saturday morning, after you give her a bath, you'll have to use some of my good perfumed lotion, so she'll smell extra good all over for your photographer friend." She looked at me, "I told Gwendolyn that she will be modeling lots of different, pretty clothes, and some of them might be unusual. Right?" Janet looked at me.

"Yes, some of the more exotic outfits may seem strange, but it's just for fun." We were standing near the table. I put my hands over Gwendolyn's shoulders and fondled her breasts. "I just love her tan lines." I said. "I think they make her breasts look bigger."

"I know when you massage them, they do get a little bit bigger." She sat the ice cream dishes on the table. "And I told her we had to keep all this modeling stuff a secret. Just the three of us. I told her none of the pictures or video clips would be seen in this country, and she will be anonymous, so it would be OK if in some of her little video clips she undressed down to just her panties." She laughed, "And I told her she shouldn't even mention that you shaved her legs or that you give her baths. I mean, since you're not her real daddy."

"Well, that's right. One thing about being a big girl, is being able to keep secrets." I looked at Gwendolyn. She didn't bat an eye.

"I won't tell anybody." She promised. "It's going to be fun. I think I'll like being a model every couple of months." Gwendolyn looked at me. "That's what Mommy said, like we would go over to see him every couple of months." She made a silly face, "So, I was thinking..."

"What?" I asked, with a big smile on my face.

"I was thinking that as long as I'm modeling, that you should keep giving me baths and putting lotion on me. Like so I won't be too shy."

Janet and I both laughed. We hugged her at the same time. Then Janet put her arm across my shoulder, too. The three of us hugged. I was holding one of Gwendolyn's breasts. It was a fun party.

We sat at the table for our ice cream and cake. I took my fork and pressed it against Gwendolyn's left breast, since she was sitting to my right. I lightly brushed my fork over her breast the across her nipple, which made it stiffen up. "You look good enough to eat, Gwennie. I would love a bite of you!"

She giggled, and then we all started laughing. But I also thought, that I would also love to suck on those tiny breasts sometime!

When Gwendolyn finished her ice cream, she laid across my lap to watch TV. I rubbed her back with both hands. When I slipped my right hand inside the waistband of her panties, I looked at Janet. She was watching me. Then she smiled and gave me a little nod, so I kept my pants inside Gwendolyn's panties. I kept looking at Janet as I slid my hands further inside Gwendolyn's panties all the way between her legs. Gwendolyn opened her knees on the couch. She couldn't see her mother. Janet held up a finger and shook her head 'no,' as she mouthed the words, 'don't put your finger in.' I smiled and nodded, and continued to flick my finger back and forth across Gwendolyn's open pussy - stroking her clitty. Soon her hips started moving as I kept rubbing and stroking.

Then Janet came over and laid the thin blanket from the back of the couch across Gwendolyn's back. "I don't want you to catch cold without your shirt on before we go meet the photographer this weekend." She went on in the kitchen, and we heard her emptying the dishwasher.

Gwendolyn turned her head, "Maybe you could put me to bed, Uncle Joe. And like kiss me good night."

I knew what she meant, and I wanted to. She was very wet and slippery and I kept stroking my fingernail across her clitty. "Not tonight, Honey. Saturday night, we'll have a little party after your modeling session, and then I'll put you to bed and kiss you good night all over, especially if you do a good job modeling and aren't too shy. And I'll kiss you right here." I gently pinched her slippery clitty.

Janet came out, and I said I needed to go home to take care of some business. She smiled. "I understand. I might need to take care of some business myself. I'll see you Saturday morning when you come over to give Gwendolyn her bath. It will be a fun day." She looked down at her topless daughter, now sitting on the couch since I stood up to go home. "You'll have fun, Gwendolyn. And I think Uncle Joe will take you shopping while I stay there to talk with the photographer."

On the way across my backyard, I smelled my finger. Heavenly. Then I sucked on it. A few minutes later I looked at the pictures I had taken of Gwendolyn while I took care of business. I slept great.

Gwendolyn's First Modeling Session

"Yes, she is cute, John." I said to my old friend, John. He is twenty years older than Janet, but still quite a bit younger than me, and he is really fit. He worked out a few times each week and it showed. All four of us were smiling, standing in his big living room, as Gwendolyn turned for us. She was wearing jeans shorts, a tight, yellow T-shirt, and sandals. Her short, red hair was brushed out and had a white ribbon on one side. Janet had applied the faintest blush on her cheeks, a little eye shadow, and red, wet-look lipstick. The tight T-shirt accentuated her budding breasts - almost two inches straight out, riding high, close to her shoulders.

Let's go down to my studio. I'll show you some of the sets and then we can see a few examples of other girls, and then do her modeling audition. The big basement had row of three I-beams supporting the ceiling in the center with a ten foot span in every direction from each beam. The basement was divided into sets: a little girl's bedroom set, a bathroom with a big tub; a school room; an office area which John told us could be made into a principal's office or a business office. He showed us an exercise area and said he actually works there out himself, but it's also cute to see a little girl in a bikini working out. Then he led us to a little ballet studio with big mirrors on one wall and an adjustable stretching bar which was set at Gwendolyn's waist. The ten foot ceilings, sliding curtains to partition each area, and lights, cameras, and furniture on rollers made it easy for John to get all his equipment to one area at a time.

There was a dressing area which was partially under the stairway. On a table along the unfinished wall next to his washer and dryer, water heater, and furnace, Janet noticed several paddles, handcuffs, vibrators, and other 'adult toys.' John saw her looking at those things. Without being asked, he said, "I also do some adult shooting down here from time to time. Don't worry, though, Janet. Gwendolyn will never be hurt, and she will always have on at least panties during our actual video or photo sessions."

He talked about the importance of following directions, and that he couldn't use a girl if she was too shy, especially since he would be dressing and undressing her between photo sets.

We went to his office area in the computer corner of his studio which was sectioned off with floor-to-ceiling curtains, to view clips of some of his other girls in various outfits. He said, "Nobody in this country, except for potential models and their mothers, sees these pictures. Otherwise, it's all overseas. I picked out ten different girls, ages 9 to 11, to look at today. We'll just see a few pictures of each girl. We'll look at a few video clips of other girls, so you'll know the range of ... well, the different kinds of things the little girls do for their videos. The mothers are usually present somewhere here in the basement. Often, though, after they get to know me, and have gotten a few fee envelopes from me, they just drop off their daughters and come back in four hours. I can also do the make-up, hair, and costumes for the girls, and sometimes my assistant, Ms. Vicky, comes in to help. And occasionally..." John laughed, "Occasionally she pretends she is the principal and gives the girls a spanking." He saw the look on Gwendolyn's face, and said, "Never very hard. We don't hurt our models. And even if your Mommy leaves, I'm sure your Uncle Joe would stay here with you."

We stood by his computer desk while John sat in an office chair and worked the mouse. He dimmed the lights in his office area. Each of the ten girls was very cute. The first picture of each pre-teen model showed the girl all dressed up and smiling, and then a few pictures as an English schoolgirl, a few as a cheerleader, and then various "exotic" outfits, ending with a few 'panties-only' poses - probably about forty photos of each of his ten models. He flashed quickly through them. Then he put up a composite picture - showing all ten topless girls next to each other - facing the camera and then sideways to the camera, so there were twenty pictures on his screen. The girls were in two rows, arranged from flattest in the top left to the biggest breasts in the bottom right corner of his large monitor. The girls were labeled one to ten. He said, "I have these girls arranged here by breast size, Gwendolyn. Where would yours fit in this lineup?"

Gwendolyn was looking at the big computer screen. My hand was patting her bottom through her shorts, so she would know I was right there with her. "Gee, they are all so cute. I guess mine are about four or five or six. Kind of pointy like number six, but not as big."

John swiveled his chair around so that Gwendolyn was standing between his knees. He flipped on the lights again, and said, "Can you show me?"

Gwendolyn was blushing. Janet said, "It's OK, Gwendolyn. Lift your T-shirt. It's just modeling and nobody in this country will see your pictures or video. Uncle Joe and I are right here beside you. Lift your T-shirt and show him."

She blushed even brighter as she lifted her T-shirt to her shoulders with both hands, fully exposing her small, conical, pale breasts. Her pink, dime-sized nipples were fully erect and were right in front of his face.

John stared at them - just inches from his face. "These are so pretty, Gwendolyn. Perfect. I love your tan lines. May I feel them?" Then he looked up at Janet who was watching closely, "I need to know about what cup size to get from my collection of gowns, and outfits."

Janet said, "It's OK with me, but it's really up to Gwendolyn."

Gwendolyn said, "Yes. OK. You can feel them."

Janet and I were on either side of Gwendolyn as John felt her sides, back, chest, and breasts. He massaged them; gently pinched them; and pulled them up, down, or to the side - letting go to watch them snap back into place. After he fondled her for a full minute, he squeezed her right breast and put his nose to her nipple, sniffing deeply. "These are perfect; so perky! And they smell so good."

"Thank you. Uncle Joe put Mommy's good perfumed lotion on them. He put it all over me so I would smell good for you."

He smiled as he continued fondling her small, pointy breasts.

I said, "I measured them for you, John. Thirty-A. Actually thirty and one half inches. Janet was right beside me. I even squeezed and massaged them so they would swell to maximum size and re-measured them at thirty and three fourths. So they are responsive, too."

John said, "Yes, responsive I can see. And almost 'B' but not quite. I can tell they are responsive because they feel bigger than when I first started massaging them. I have some sizes that will fit just fine. Now take off your shorts, Gwendolyn." While Gwendolyn was taking off her shorts, he said, "It's OK if I touch her, isn't it, Janet? I'll be changing her costumes and getting her ready for her photo and video shoots."

"OK." Janet said. "I know you'll be changing her clothes. But, like I told Joe..." She paused.

John said, "I know. Joe was very clear on that, and I agreed. Never a finger in her vagina. I can promise you that. But sometimes I will massage and stimulate her breasts to help them swell up for her pictures and videos."

"Well, that would be OK, John. A couple minutes massaging them to help them swell up. Just for the pictures and her videos."

John looked at her panties and turned her around slowly with his hands on her hips. "Yes, I have some fashions that would look great on you. How much do you weigh?"

"I'm almost eighty pounds, and I'm four feet, seven inches tall." Gwendolyn said proudly. She stuck her chest out to make her breasts look even bigger.

"She's getting to be a big girl." I said.

He lifted her right foot up and placed in on his knee. After running both hands up and down her leg - from ankle to her panties, he said, "Perfect legs, too. Did you shave them? They are so beautiful."

"Uncle Joe shaved them for me this week. It was the first time, so I was kind of scared of getting cuts, but he did great. Mommy said so, too. She inspected me. They wanted me to look my best for today's audition so you would like my legs."

"Excellent. Your legs are beautiful. And YOU are beautiful, too, Angel, from head to toe." He placed her foot back on the floor and turned her around. "Are you limber? Can you touch your toes?"

Gwendolyn bent over, keeping her legs straight, and placed her palms flat on the floor. "I practice stretching every day. I do the cheerleading exercises, because I want to be a cheerleader someday. I might be able to start after fifth grade, this coming year. Like for their summer practice and try-outs."

He stood her up straight again, and felt all over her firm, plump ass. "Make your bottom real stiff, Gwendolyn. Squeeze it tight." He kept feeling her bottom. "Great muscle tone." He said. He turned her around and put his fingers inside the waistband of her panties. "May I?" He asked, looking at Janet. "I need to check something."

"Yes." Said Janet.

John pulled her panties down to her knees. "Feet apart, Gwendolyn, so your panties won't fall down. These are such pretty, sexy panties."

"Thank you. Uncle Joe got me these. Mommy got me some, too, and I brought some of my new panties with me. I like wearing sexy panties."

John was leaning forward on his chair. "Very nice. Plump, firm lips. Just a little wispy, blondish-reddish pubic hair." He pinched a few hairs between his thumb and forefinger and tugged on them. He looked up at Janet while he continued to fondle her pussy lips and pubic mound. "I have an idea which I'll share with you later, so that she could keep modeling for me for a few more years instead of just a few months. She's at the perfect stage right now. Beginning to bud. I suspect that six months ago she was completely flat. Right?"

I said, "Yes. I used to give her baths, John, and have just started bathing her again. It was about six months ago that I noticed her nipples started swelling; getting puffy. Approaching puberty."

"Right. She's almost perfect." He was talking to Janet. "Some of the panties are semi sheer and we wouldn't want any hair showing through. Not enough now to worry about, but I'll tell you more about wax treatments. I would pay for it. Then she would even be perfect on her... you know, between her legs. Gwendolyn is perfect - pretty face and pretty body. No inner labia or clitoral sheath that would show in her pictures, unless she was really stretched open in sheer panties, which we probably won't do until her third or fourth photo session. She would always have panties on at least, but in some cases the panties might be somewhat semi-sheer, and revealing. Nothing 'X' rated, I assure you. I just needed to check out her private area so I would know the range of fashions to use with her, and whether to talk with you about making a waxing appointment. If she was waxed, I could use her for a full range of videos because she is so cute: her face, figure, and between her legs." Then he stood and looked at Janet, who at five feet nine inches, was almost as tall as John. "If you let me get a few close-ups of that area today, I could show the pictures to my friends in Japan, and they would probably authorize the extra payment so she could get waxed, with a little bonus for you for giving up an afternoon to take her for the treatment."

"And those pictures wouldn't be posted anywhere?"

"No. I would just share them with the people who run the websites." Then he said, "While we're right here, would you like to see the difference it would make? Then you would understand why I'm suggesting it. Then she could model for me for several more years."

"Well, I'm curious." Janet said. "Can Gwendolyn see, too, or should she wait in the other room?"

"It's up to you, but I think it's OK. I've shown these picture sets to other little girls and their mothers. Then you'll know."

"OK, then. Let's see." Janet said.

"Step out of these panties, Gwendolyn. And take your shirt off, too. I'll be putting on your first outfit in a few minutes. Here, sit on my leg while I scroll through three or four picture sets. You've seen naked, little girls before, haven't you, Gwendolyn?"

"Yes, lots of times. Like at the pool, or at a slumber party, when we, like you know, play games and do dares and stuff."

She pulled the T-shirt over her head and sat on his leg, straddling it. He bounced her on his knee, making her giggle, while he scrolled through some files on his computer. He opened one entitled, "wax." With his right hand, she slid Gwendolyn's feet out so her legs were spread and she was sitting with her bare pussy directly on the top of his thigh, near his knee, as he bounced her up and down.

There were a dozen folders in that folder, and he opened one entitled, "Emily - 11yr." The first shot showed the pretty, blond, slim eleven year old, dressed in a fancy, white, ruffled dress - almost like a bridesmaid. John let us all look for a few seconds. In the next shot, the smiling girl, who was looking right into the camera was wearing a bra and lacy, pink panties. Next a close-up of the panties, and you could see a slightly darker area around the top of her crack and a little above it. You could barely distinguish the opening to her vagina through the semi-shear panties. "Now, here she is again, in the same panties after her wax treatment." Emily was standing in a different room, still smiling at the camera, wearing only the pink panties. Her breasts were bigger than Gwendolyn's. "And now a close-up" said John.

In the close-up, you could now distinguish her pussy crack through the panties. The next shot showed her standing up, but now wearing only high heels. The smiling girl's pussy was bald as a baby's. A close-up confirmed it - bald, plump, pussy lips.

The next folder, 'Alana-10,' showed a pretty brunette standing; wearing only her panties. In the next picture she was wearing only high heels. Her pussy showed a dark area at the top. A close-up showed a developing, dark bush. Then she was smiling brighter, in a different room, without anything on - not even high heels. We could tell the girl was proud of her totally bald mound. A close-up showed the smooth, plump lips.

John's next folder, 'composite - 3 tens,' showed three girls, with a different, solid colored background behind each girl. John said, "I try different techniques to illustrate what a difference it can make it. Each of these three girls is ten. This first page shows them before waxing, and this picture - he clicked his mouse - shows them afterwards. Again, each girl was sporting a plump, bald mound - and a big grin.

He clicked the mouse again on a folder apparently at random, and a video clip started showing a girl dancing in high heels and panties. He said, "Oh, wrong folder. This video didn't go to the websites. I should probably delete this." The girl in the video took off her panties and did a variety of stretching exercises. "She is showing off her newly waxed area to my camera." I recognized the bedroom set which John had just shown us twenty minutes earlier. The girl giggled and hopped onto the bed on her back. She spread her legs and wiggled around for the camera. Then she held an open pose to let the camera zoom in on her newly bald, and very wet, pussy. The little girl rolled onto her tummy and got up on her hands and knees and then lowered her shoulders to the mattress. She reached back with both hands and pulled her ass wide open so the camera could get another close-up. The camera panned from above her anus, down across her anus and pussy, and then from a vi ew from the floor, up to her bald pussy. John said, "That wasn't too long ago, and I meant to erase this. It was the week after she got waxed and she was so proud of it. Her mother was just on the other side of the curtain while I took that video. Of course, nothing like that would ever be put on a website. It was just so I could show other little girls what a difference waxing can make."

"I've read about it." Said Janet, "and the article said that thousands of pre-teen girls start getting wax treatment each year - either bikini waxes, or full Brazilian waxes. One mother in that article was quoted as saying, "if she's going to get a bikini wax, she might as well get the full Brazilian treatment. Then, after a few treatments, she will be hair free the rest of her life."

"So," Said John, as he put his computer in "rest" mode, "Should we set up a waxing appointment for Gwendolyn? And if so, I should get some 'before' shots of her today."

Janet looked down at Gwendolyn who was quiet and slowly wiggling on John's thigh. Janet wondered if there would be a wet spot on his khakis. She asked Gwendolyn if she thought she would like to keep modeling. She said, "And either Joe or I would bring you over here every couple months for you modeling session."

"Yes. I want to."

"Usually she would be modeling by herself, but sometimes I have two little girls here at the same time. They play together - like playing dress-up, and things like that. Sometimes I'll take them to a park in baggy shorts and get video of them playing on the playground equipment. They can change outfits in my van. I usually try to get several different video clips in any given setting. The girls would do some individual sets, while the other girl watches, and some with the two of them acting silly, or kissing, or playing. Things like that. Nothing 'X-rated,' of course."

"Of course." Janet said. "That would be fine."

"Would you three like to see another collage clip - two girls acting silly; kissing, and spanking?"

I wanted to, but waited for Janet and Gwendolyn to say something.

Gwendolyn said, "Another girl? Gee. Yes, I want to see it."

"Me, too." Said Janet.

John sat back down and dimmed the lights again. He had a series of six brief clips spliced together. The first one showed two girls playing on a swing set, slide, and jungle gym wearing short, summer dresses. There were lots of up-skirt shots as the two girls laughed and played. Next they were in a bedroom undressing each other - still giggling. When they were down to just panties, they looked at each other, seemingly more serious now. Then they started kissing each other.

A different pair of girls walked to the couch in their school uniforms. One girl said, "I'll pretend I'm Mr. Thompson, and you be yourself - a bad girl." They both giggled. Then the girl pretending to be Mr. Thompson sat in the center of the couch and laid the other girl across her lap; flipped up her skirt to reveal thong panties and then spanked her and rubbed her bottom, even rubbing the 'bad girl' between her legs on her panties. The bad girl rolled over so she was face up, and the girl pretending to be the teacher scooted closer to the end of the couch and fluffed a pillow beside her so the 'bad girl' would be comfortable while the dominate girl started kissing and feeling her through her school uniform, even up under the skirt.

The next clip showed a different cute girl wearing only panties, lying on her back on the bed with her head and shoulders on a pile of pillows. She opened her knees and another girl (we could only see the back of her head, and her hand) turned on a small vibrator and pressed it against the reclining girl's panties between her legs. John, clicked off the video. "Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to include that. That would only be for after someone has been modeling a few months or more."

Janet said, "Let's not start with anything like that. Just mild things today. But the swing set scene and the spanking on the couch would be fine. The spankings weren't hard."

John asked Gwendolyn if she thought the other girls were cute.

"Yes." She said. "They were real cute."

"As an actress, would you be willing to kiss the other girl and let her touch you, if it was part of the script for that day? If I told you to do it?"

Gwendolyn looked at her Mommy. Janet nodded. "Yes." Said Gwendolyn. "I'll do it. I mean if you tell me to. Are the other girls nice?"

"Yes, they are all very nice, and they follow directions. I'm sure they will like you and they will want to play with you. I know they will want to kiss you and touch you. I always give the girls some private time after a shot, so they can get ready for the next video session; time for them to finish undressing and practice kissing and touching each other. The girls are all very nice, Gwendolyn. You'll like them. You would just be modeling with one of them at a time. It's only after they have been waxed so all the pussies are smooth and bald. You'll get to look closely and touch them, but not in front of cameras, of course." John smiled. "We can't make videos like that, but I like to let the girls play alone in private to examine each other."

He looked at Janet. "Would that be OK with you, Janet? It's just things girls would do at slumber parties anyway, and it wouldn't be on camera."

"Well, I guess. That's a natural part of growing up."

I had to be careful how I stood up, since my cock was hard as a rock - an all too rare occurrence since I started taking heart medicine a few years ago.

John turned up the lights again. He said, "Wait here while Joe and I take her back to the bedroom set to get some pictures and video of her. Some 'before' shots, before her wax session. And then we'll put her in different outfits. You can read through these glamour magazines, while we're busy. And, Janet, I'm also very anxious to spend time with you later, to discuss money and ... ummm... other things."

"I'll be right here."

John stopped, "Or, you could look at some 'cum shot compilations' while I take your daughter to the bedroom set for her 'before' pictures and a little video clip. He pulled out the cable to his password-protected, external, hard drive, and plugged in a different one. He quickly typed in his password, and said, "Watch these. And think about things. I could make a call in a little while to arrange something while Joe and Gwendolyn are at the specialty, pre-teen, exotic, lingerie shop."

We dressed Gwendolyn back in her new, semi-sheer, white panties, shorts, T-shirt and sandals. John said, "This is just a little audition video clip. Will only take a few minutes. I'll put music over most of it, so nobody will hear my voice. Also, most people who see this won't understand English, so don't worry about saying naughty things if I signal you to do that."

Gwendolyn walked into the bedroom set and introduced herself. "I'm Gwendolyn, and I'm nine. Well, I'm actually a little over nine and a half. I have to get ready to take my bath now." She turned around twice, often smiling into the camera lens as John had suggested. She tried not to look at me, but I noticed that she did a few times. After slowly undressing down to her panties, she rolled around on the bed as directed, assuming a variety of poses. She held still so John could get close-ups whenever he held up his hand. "I like modeling and undressing in front of cameras. It's so exciting." She kept up some provocative chatter as John had suggested. She slipped her finger in the waistband of her panties, and pulled them this way and that, being careful not to expose her crack to the camera. She pulled the back down below her buns and pulled them back up. "It gets me all tingly in my tummy and between my legs, just knowing you're watching this. It tingles mo re because I'm getting to be a big girl. See how big these are now?" She started fondling her own breasts - squeezing, pinching, pulling, and even slapping them. "When I pinch these, in makes me all tingly, kind of like an itch right here." She rubbed herself between her legs on the outside of her panties with her right hand while her left hand kept squeezing her titties. "I wish you could come in and wash my back while I take my bath, but boys aren't allowed in the bathroom while I'm naked." She was still massaging her pussy and her titties - facing the camera. To end this video, she licked her lips and then blew a kiss to the camera.

"Excellent!" Said John. "That ends the official video clip, and a hot one it is. You did great. And now we'll continue, for a private video to see you between your legs before you get your wax treatment next week. Maybe Joe could take you. I'm planning to spend time with your Mommy to go over your contract and things. It will only take an hour or so, but I'll be busy with your Mommy for two or three hours. Maybe you two could go out for a nice lunch, and then do a little shopping before you come back to my studio in the city to pick up your Mommy."

"It might be easier if we drive separately. Gwendolyn could stay at my house, and I'll give her a bath; fix dinner; and get her ready for bed." I lowered my voice to a whisper, while I was holding Gwendolyn tight up against me, with my right hand massaging her right breast. "I want to spend some time alone with her. You could call me when her Mommy leaves your studio, so I'll know we have an hour, and I can start the grill." I was pressing my erection against her back, and she didn't move away from it. I wondered if she knew what it was.

John smiled, and whispered back to Gwendolyn and me. "You want some time so you can kiss her shaved area. Some private time?"

"Yes." I said. "Like her reward for getting waxed. I'll kiss it for a long time without worrying about interruptions."

John put his face next to Gwendolyn's. "Would you like Joe to kiss you while your Mommy is gone?"

"Yes."

"OK, then. She will be at my city studio talking with me about things, and I'll call you when she leaves so that you'll know you that you have a good hour before she gets home. But now I want you to keep dancing around and take off your panties and spread you pussy open to the camera. I need to get some close-ups of your pussy area before you get waxed. OK?"

"Yes, OK."

John turned on some music and for the next ten minutes had Gwendolyn dance around and take off her panties, and then put on another pair and take those off, too. She got in several wide-open positions, face down, and face up. She pulled her ass open with both hands for the camera so he could get close-ups from behind, as well as in front. He had her lie on her back with her knees up and open, and then pull her pussy lips apart with both hands. And then, to my surprise, he had me gently buzz around and around her clitty with a small vibrator. He said, "this will help your clitty swell up, just like massaging your breasts will help them swell up. While Joe is buzzing your clitty, I want you to massage your titties."

A minute later she was squirming around while I kept buzzing her. She let go of her titties and pulled her lips wide apart for the camera. She was swelling up so her little clitty sheath was fatter and sticking straight out. You could just make out the little pink pearl sticking its head out. John asked her if it felt all tingly to her and if she liked how it felt.

"Yes."

"Good." He said. "Each time you come here to model for me, I'll let Joe stimulate you for a little while. It helps you swell up for the pictures and videos. It makes you look and act more sexy when it is swelled up. We could buzz you for a little bit before we put on each new costume. The other girls all like it, too. We don't tell the mommies about it. Would you like to let Joe buzz you, so your videos look sexier?"

"Ohhhh, unn, yes. Like for the... unnnn... videos."

He had her put her fingers at the very top of her pussy and pull upwards. Her knees were still wide apart, and as she pulled upwards it exposed her pink pearl to his camera at the end of her stiff clitoral sheath. "See how big and stiff it is, Gwendolyn? I'm sure our sponsors overseas will love it. They will certainly sponsor your wax treatment and many more videos. And the other girls will like looking at it when it's all swollen and stiff like this. Is it real tingly?"

I was still buzzing little circles around it. "Unnn, yes. It tingles. Will the other girls watch Uncle Joe buzz me?"

"Oh, yes. They would like watching him do that. And then you could watch him buzz the other girl when it's her turn. All the girls love it." He let her think about that for a few seconds, and then he said, "and they will let you touch theirs. Will you let the other girl touch yours? They like doing that."

"Yes." She got a funny look on her face. "This is so tingly. Unnnn, ohh, gee."

"Just one more view before I dress you in your next costume. Get on your hands and knees and lower your head and shoulders to the bed. That's it. Put your knees farther apart. Joe, could you buzz her just a little longer from behind? Good. Keep buzzing her while get a little more video from behind. Now put your hands back and pull your bottom open for the camera. Joe, pull the buzzer away. Keep letting your hips move, Gwendolyn. That looks so cute." We could both see that she was very wet, with a little milky white lubricant oozing from her vagina.

John said, "We should go before we come."

We got her dressed in the English schoolgirl dress, with white, lacy, ankle socks, black loafers, and navy blue jumper, white blouse and a ribbon in her hair. Gwendolyn seemed dazed, as we led her to the classroom and took some pictures. As she started to wake up from the buzzing treatment, she assumed various up-skirt poses for John, and then went over to the bathroom set. She undressed in front of his camera. When she was down to her silky panties, John said, "Just to show my friends in Japan, I want you to sit on the toilet and pee, keeping your knees apart. Lean back so I can zoom in again on the area that will get waxed. Oh, take your panties off. This won't be included in your school girl or bath videos."

She looked at the camera and took off the panties, pulling them down slowly, acting sexy. She straddled the toilet with her legs straight out to the sides which really opened her up. After leaning back, I said, "Don't start yet, Gwendolyn. Let me buzz you for just a minute so he can get close ups and it will be extra pretty. OK?"

"Yes. OK."

John made sure I was off camera as he zoomed in. Only my hand with the vibrator was in the video, as I buzzed it for a minute. "There," I said, "that will help it swell up and look extra sexy. Don't pee yet, let him get some close-up video. Does that feel good, Gwennie, Honey?"

"Ohhh, unnn, yes. It makes it so tingly." She was moving her hips around, while still straddling the toilet. Then she peed - just a few drops at first until she was able to relax a bit.

John had her stand and put one foot on the edge of the tub while he knelt on the floor and shot up at her bare pussy. "Excellent, Gwendolyn. Now put your panties back on and run the hot water. Put some suds in and I'll go talk with your Mommy and make a phone call. Just a few more quick videos and you'll be ready to go with your Uncle Joe to the specialty lingerie shop. It's only about thirty miles from here."

He left to go make his phone calls and talk with Janet. Ten minutes later he came back to the bathroom set with Janet. She was smiling, and asked, "How are you doing, Gwendolyn? Having fun?"

"Yes, this is really fun. I just have to do a couple more scenes and then Uncle Joe is taking me shopping."

"I know. But you'll be back in two hours. I'll stay here to talk with John. You two have fun. Are you going to make a video now about taking a bath?"

"Yes, and I have my panties on." She stood up and wiped away the clinging foam with both hands to show her wet, almost-transparent panties.

"Good. I'm glad you enjoy modeling. We'll have another little party at home tonight. I didn't know if you would really like it or not. And none of your videos will be shown in this country, and you'll always be wearing at least panties in your official videos, so don't be shy."

"OK, Mommy."

I was laughing inside at Janet's advice, but didn't say anything.

Janet watched as John worked his camera, getting lots of video of Gwendolyn washing her breasts. She even got on her hands and knees so her breasts were hanging down. She kept washing and washing them; massaging them. She even tried to pinch her nipples, but her fingers slipped off, which made her giggle. She stood and put a foot on the edge of the tub to massage and wash her legs - one at a time. She stepped out onto a towel and dried off. We could almost see through the white, silky panties, but not quite. Then she put lotion on herself - legs, tummy, and chest; massaging her breasts for the camera again.

John said, "Joe, take off those wet panties, and help her get into the red and white striped bikini lying on the couch. I'll be there in a minute." He walked back to his office with Janet. As they walked away, I noticed that Janet no longer had her hose on.

The bikini scene only took fifteen minutes to shoot - lots of rolling, climbing around on the couch and floor - doing her stretching exercises.

Next as a Cheerleader scene, in an outfit that was slightly big on her. I helped Gwendolyn get dressed back in the clothes she wore here, and then we left with the directions to the specialty shop thirty miles away. We were going to stop for lunch afterwards. Gwendolyn didn't ask why her Mommy would be staying there so long after we left. She was excited and talked about modeling; asked questions about getting waxed; speculated on the other girls. She looked at me, "And will you really use the buzzer on the other girls, too?"

"Yes. You know how I like to help out." We both laughed as we turned onto the highway.

End of Part Two