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Subject: {ASSM} Jenny's Uncle, pt VIII, ch 35 NEW
Date: Mon, 23 Apr 2001 09:10:02 -0400
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The full story so far is archived at this site:
<www.greyarchive.com/index.html>.  Follow the instructions.  When you get
to the next page click on the White Archives and there you will find a
section on Jenny Rosario.  I luv feedback as always.  Here is where I can
be reached: <jrose@chickmail.com>.  Thank you and enjoy!

   Jenny's Uncle, Part VIII by Jenny Rosario

   Chapter 35

   Meanwhile in another part of the city at that exact moment, Megan was
lying on her bed in her room.  The apartment was quiet; noone was home. 
She was going over in her head how these last three days had been the best
days of her life.  They had all started with her knock on the door of Ted's
studio.  Ted was an uncle to Jenny whom she had met at school.  He was a
photographer and wanted to do a test shoot with her.

   She had dressed in everyday clothes just as he had said.  This meant for
her some jeans and a short-sleeved top with a denim jacket.  She'd put on
boots to make her look a little taller.  And she'd used a little mascara
and lip gloss.  She hadn't wanted Ted to think she was too young.

   Little did she know that when Ted opened the door and saw her for the
first time, his heart skipped a beat.  She was a beauty-just like Jenny had
said.  Red-auburn hair slightly wavy that fell well past her shoulders. 
Hazel eyes and freckles across her nose.  Pale skin that he knew could be
made to look any shade.  A pert nose and even traces of dimples.  That must
be what makes her look so young and innocent, he thought, as he waved her
through the door.  She looks like she's about ten.  Yet she was certainly
curvy, he noticed, when he could see her behind.  That was confirmed even
more when she took off her jacket.

   Megan felt herself blush as she handed the jacket to him.  She felt his
appraisal wash over her with gentle interest, not any kind of lecherousness
that she had sometimes encountered with older men.  She liked his eyes. 
They blazed with soft intensity.

   "Do a complete and slow turn, please," were the first words he said to
her.

   She turned and tried to slow down her beating heart.

   "How old are you?" Ted tried to ask without emphasizing the `are'.

   "Thirteen," Megan replied honestly.  That one word opened the
floodgates. "People always say how young I look.  But I really am thirteen
for three months now.  It doesn't help that I'm so short.  Five feet and
two inches, but I think I'm going through a growth spurt.  And it doesn't
help that I was allowed to skip a grade `cos I was so bored in middle
school.  So I am younger than most of my classmates in the ninth grade.  As
long as I get good grades my mom is happy.  I was on the honor roll the
first semester!  So I've been taking the vitamins just like Jenny told me
to.  I haven't felt any different.  She said you'd give me some that would
be made just for me.  Will you?" And with this she stopped.

   "Ha, ha, yes I certainly will, Megan, and I am pleased to meet you too!"

   Megan blushed even more.

   "Let me give you a tour of the studio and on the way we'll get your
pills," Ted said.

   Megan reflected on how amazed she was with the studio tour.  He had
shown her first the main photography studio and of course the bathroom. 
Ted maintained that that room was really the most important one, and Megan
had smiled broadly.  She thought now how considerate he had been.

   Then she was shown the dressing rooms.  First was the one for new
clients.  Then was the one for regulars who kept some outfits and makeup
there.  Then she was shown Jenny's and Reina's room.  She was really
interested in this one.  She looked at some of the outfits on the racks and
hoped that someday she would beable to wear some cool clothes like what she
saw there.

   Ted broke her reverie, "Do you like some of those?"

   "Oh, yeah, Jenny and Reina are so lucky!" she replied.

   "I'll take you next to one of the `special' rooms," Ted said.  "Then
we'll get your pills."

   He showed her a room that smelled strongly of leather and some
undefinable spice which she kind of liked.  She looked around at racks of
shiny clothes and rows of shoes.  There were objects stored there that
looked like they belonged in a gymnastics program.  This was all she
noticed before Ted scurried her to his kitchen.

   "You hungry or thirsty?" he asked.  "I make a dynamite fruit shake."

   "Mmmm, that sounds good," Megan said.  She hadn't eaten much that day
because she'd been so excited about the test shoot.

   Ted had prepared a special shake in advance.  This one included some of
his new formulation that he'd been working on.  It was supposed to work
fast and have a longer lasting, somewhat addictive effect.  This would be
what was in Megan's `vitamins' that he was to give her today.

   Megan drank down the strawberry and mango flavored shake as Ted
explained to her about the shoot.

   "Today, we'll just do a series of test shots with you indifferent
outfits.  All you have to do is follow my directions.  Most important of
all is to relax, enjoy yourself and be natural.  Please don't put on any
airs, or do things you think models should do!  Ok?"

   "Mmmm, ok," Megan said as she drained the last of the shake.  She felt
strangely calm and happy.

   "Good.  Now go to Jenny's room.  There you'll find some supplies for
you. Oh, by the way, here's your very own, personalized supply of vitamins.
Take one of these a day when you get up in the morning.  You should take
one today, right now , to get started."

   Ted watched her swallow the first of his new creations.

   "So I want you to shower and use the creme I have provided on your legs
and underarms.  I like my models to be very smooth looking."

   Megan had thought then that he was so professional and so considerate to
his models.

   "Then put on the outfit I have laid out for you.  Have you worn
pantyhose before?  Sorry, I should have asked.  I want all my models to
wear some kind of hosiery usually."

   "Oh, yeah, I've worn pantyhose before," she replied.  She liked being
called a model.

   "Good.  Ok, I'll expect you in thirty minutes." he said.

   Megan remembered how tingly the creme felt on her legs and how good the
shower felt.  She came out of the shower kind of light-headed, and she
remembered how good that felt.  Then she got to put on the clothes that Ted
had chosen for her.  She thought it strange that there were no underpants
with the pantyhose lying there.  Then she'd heard Ted's voice call out,
"There's no panties there on purpose.  Just go with the pantyhose for now."

   It was like he had read her mind.  She'd have to ask Jenny if he could
do that kind of thing, she thought to herself, and smiled.  Other than that
the rest of the outfit was pretty normal, even a little boring, so Megan
thought.  She'd had all these expectations of wild, cool outfits.  But this
one was a pleated skirt that came to just her knees, a kind of shimmery
blouse and heels that were just barely heels.  And Ted had said nothing
about makeup.  So she went out feeling like she was dressed to go to
school.

   Ted had her pose in a lot of different positions.  She couldn't have
known that though she seemed to look primly and properly dressed, Ted could
arrange the lighting so that her blouse was semi-transparent.  He had her
do a lot of profile shots.  He kept telling her to be relaxed and natural.
Along with the drugs, his suggestions began to work their spell.

   "Would you try posing in this blouse without your bra?" Ted asked all of
a sudden.

   "Sure," Megan responded.  She really did want to impress Ted and there
seemed little harm in what he asked.  She went to Jenny's room and quickly
changed.

   Now Ted got to gauge Megan's body.  The blouse showed off her breasts
and especially her nipples in just the right lighting.  Ted got many shots.
Megan had felt a little excited in just her blouse and along with feeling
so relaxed she realized her nipples were stiffening as she posed.  She
moved so that her blouse would stretch over them.  Little jolts of
electricity made them even harder.  She closed her eyes for a few shots and
Ted caught her arousal on camera

   "Would you unbutton the bottom and top button of the blouse for these
next shots?" Ted asked.

   "Ok," Megan answered.

   "Oh, stop there," Ted said as she was on the top button.  "Use both your
hands to slowly undo it."

   Megan used this chance to let her palms glance over her erect nipples.
She'd started to move side to side as she undid her buttons.

   "Now do the next two top and bottom," he said as she continued to move.
This left one button that held her blouse together just over her breasts.
"Let me put on some music," he said.

   Megan was feeling so good.  The lights and music were warm and soothing.
She began to move to the groove of the music.  Ted noticed how naturally
she danced.  She was more than he could have imagined as a model prospect.
And still he couldn't get over how young she looked.

   "Good!  I need to get a few pictures of you in a bathing suit.  You
know--the classic `Miss America' thing," he smiled as he kidded her.  She
got his joke and laughed.  She had a musical laugh, he thought.  "In
Jenny's room is a one-piece.  Just put it on over your hose.  And try on
the next pair of heels.  They're a little higher which is what I want for
these next shots."

   It did not take her long to change though the suit fit her like a skin
and she could have sworn she'd never get it on.  But it stretched in all
the right places and it felt good.  She thought how wild it was to wear
pantyhose with a bathing suit.

   Ted took just a few shots.  He had her walk around a lot, and she
quickly got used to the high heels.

   "This is great--you really look fantastic," he encouraged her.  "Now I
want you to try on a special outfit.  Will you do that for me?"

   "Sure," she said.  She was hoping it was something cool.

   "It's one of Jenny's favorites.  You'll find it in the top drawer of the
dresser that's labeled hers.  Again keep the hose and heels on."

   "Ok," Megan bounced out of the room.  She could hardly wait to see what
it was.  There in the drawer was a gold satin slip from what seemed like
the fifties.  It was really soft, and it seemed to shine in the room's
light.  She peeled out of her suit and let the slip glide over her head. 
It was a fitted slip that came to six inches above her knees.  The bodice
hugged her breasts and made them seem to stand out.  She couldn't get over
how soft it felt on her skin.  She liked how it slid over her
pantyhose-covered rear end and thighs.

   When she came out, Ted gasped.  He couldn't help himself.  He started
taking pictures right away.  Megan's body warmth softened the material of
the slip even more and her movement teased her nipples back into stiffness.
Ted had been hoping that that would happen.  He got many shots of her in
her aroused state.

   "Bend over and draw your hands up your legs," he began to direct her. 
He cursed himself for not having the video camera going in the background.
He was usually so prepared.  He'd been caught off guard with how beautiful
this girl was.

   "How do you like the pantyhose?" he asked probing.

   "My legs feel so great after using that creme," Megan responded.  "Can I
have some to take with me?" She brushed her breasts one more time.

   "Of course!" Ted almost choked.  He was getting too worked up.  "Ok,
that's a wrap, as we say!" He took the last pictures and then motioned her
to come into the kitchen.  There was a counter and he had her sit.

   He tried to keep his mind off her satin and nylon covered body as he got
her some mineral water.  "Megan, I already know that I want you to do more
shoots for me.  I will set up a session tomorrow with someone who can give
you lessons in cosmetics and nails.  Can you come right after school?"

   "Wow!  Sure," she said without a second thought.  She'd make sure of it.

   "Good, you were fantastic today.  Keep taking your pills.  I won't be
here tomorrow for your session with Marie, but she'll take good care of
you. Then we'll schedule you for some more shoots.  Ok?"

   "Oh , yeah, I can't wait!" she bubbled.

   "And one more thing.  You can keep the slip, pantyhose and shoes!  In
fact why don't you wear them home under your jeans?  I would like that very
much," Ted said to test her.

   "God, really?  That would be so cool!" Megan responded.

   "Ok, off you go to get changed.  I'll call you a cab," Ted said.

   She was so thirsty from the shoot that she took the mineral water with
her as she went back to change.

   When she came out Ted had a package of pills for her and gave her a kiss
on the cheek.  She blushed and high-heeled herself out the door.  She loved
how grownup she felt in her hose and jeans.

   "I'll send you some stuff by messenger tomorrow," Ted called after her.

   Impulsively she blew him a kiss as she got in the cab.

   Why had she done that?  she wondered as she thought back over the last
few days.  Then she reviewed her sessions with Marie.  Of course she didn't
remember a bit of what had happened during school.

   Marie had met her at Ted's door and had ushered her in to the dressing
room used by continuing clients.  She had all her supplies ready and
waiting.  For the next three hours Megan got a full lesson in how to make
up her face for a photo shoot.  She got a real shock when, at the end of
the session, Marie said she could and should take all of the supplies they
had been working with.  Marie even gave her a cosmetics case to keep all of
them in!  Megan finally began to believe that Ted was really interested in
her.  There must have been four hundred dollars worth of supplies.

   "We have another session tomorrow.  We will work on the rest of you for
about the same length of time.  Since it is Saturday can you come earlier,
say at two o'clock?"

   "Yeah, sure!" Megan replied.

   Marie gave her a smile and sent her off.

   When Megan got home, she had a package waiting for her.  Luckily her mom
had not gotten home first, so she got to take it to her room without her
mom knowing a thing.

   Megan unwrapped bras, panties and hose, all in her size and exquisitely
designed.  She couldn't believe it.  As she fell asleep she hoped Ted would
be there for her next cosmetics session so she could thank him in person.

   But he was no where to be seen.  Marie answered the door again and
ushered her into the spacious bathroom.  She had drawn the bath and wanted
Megan to soak in the warmth of the water.  Then with just a towel wrapped
around her, Megan called Marie and their session began.

   Marie first explained more fully how the creme would work that Ted
wanted Megan to use.  It was a special formulation of his, she said, that
would remove unwanted hair from legs, underarms and other places if need
be.

   "Let me see what hair you have between your legs," Marie said rather
commandingly.

   Megan blushed.  "I don't have all that much.  And my hair is kinda light
anyway." Then she lifted her towel.  In these few hours together she had
grown to trust Marie.  Besides it was cool having a young woman teaching
her stuff.

   "Wonderful!" Marie exclaimed.  "This will make it so easy.  I want you
to use the creme now on your underarms, legs and all around your pussy. 
You will love how it feels to be so smooth and bare!  Leave it on for
twenty minutes.  I will help time you because we don't want to leave it on
longer that is necessary.  Start now.  I will return in fifteen minutes to
help with the removal."

   And then she left.  Megan followed the instructions exactly.  Half an
hour later she was in the shower rinsing and amazed at these new sensations
on her skin especially on her pussy.

   A hand holding a large tube of something appeared in the shower.  Megan
turned off the water.  "Be sure to use this body lotion now all over and
use it liberally.  We want to take care of your beautiful skin now that
you've had all this water and chemicals on it!  Put on the robe here when
you're done.  We'll move to the dressing room to work on your nails.

   She was getting the whole works, she marveled, as she stepped out of the
shower.  In the next hour and a half she got a manicure and pedicure from
Marie, and all the while Marie told her things to do to care for her nails.
Marie had chosen a light pink that kind of shone in two tones with the
light for her nail color.  Apparently it was Ted's request.  After her
nails had sufficiently dried she got dressed.  Marie gave her a small but
heavy package of polishes and removers and sent her home.

   It was Saturday evening already.  When she got to her apartment, her mom
and brother were gone.  Both had dates the note on the fridge said.  Megan
was really tired and also all tingly from her session.  She got a quick
snack from the kitchen and went to her room.  She wanted to talk to
someone. The only person she could think of was Jenny though they had never
called each other before.  She HAD to talk.  So she tried Jenny's number.
There was no answer.  "Wonder what she's doing now?" Megan thought as she
lay on her bed.  All the events of the past few days swirled around her. 
These had been the best three days of her life she decided.

   She changed into her favorite sleeping gown--a long, old and soft,
cotton shirt.  She looked at herself in the mirror.  Her nails sparkled. 
Her skin shone.  Her pussy and her boobs (for some odd reason) felt all
warm.  She looked again at her hairless pussy.  Now, she smiled, at least
she could wear any style of bikini she wanted.  Well, without her mom
knowing of course!  She went to bed dreaming of all the kinds of clothes
Ted might have her wear.  She had sweet dreams.





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