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Sorry for getting chapter 3 out there first I posted all three
chapters last night but the only one that showed up is chapter3.

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Helping the babysitter become a model


By notmystory@kc.rr.com



Jim Wilson was a thirty-eight year old married man. He was the
father to a now five year old boy. Jim was a computer consultant
and found himself working many nights and weekends. Jim had been
happily married to Brenda for 12 years. In his spare time he
built custom made high end PC's and workstations. His wife Brenda
was an attractive young woman at thirty-three. She had gone back
to work as a flight attendant shortly after giving birth to their
son.



Two years ago both of Brenda's parents had died leaving them
without the best babysitters one could have asked for.



Luckily for the Wilson's there next door neighbor Mrs. Lee ran a
daycare from her home and she had a daughter about their son's
age. She was more than happy to take their child into her care.
She watched children from 6 AM to 5 PM at a very reasonable
price. When Jim and Brenda had talked to her about needing
someone to watch little Tye later at night she offered her
assistance. Although she said she was unable to watch any
children later than 5 PM she gave them the name of a young
teenager she knew from church. She assured them she was the most
responsible sixteen year old she had ever met. She then told them
how she had occasionally had her watch her own children for her
since she was fourteen. She explained to the Wilson's how Kristin
was looking for more work and might be the perfect fit.



Having gotten introduced to Kristin by Mrs. Lee they Wilson's
explained what they where looking for to her. Deciding it was a
perfect fit the Wilson's hired there new babysitter. Kristin
would pick up Tye from Mrs. Lee at 5 and bring him over to their
house where she would watch him till Mr. Wilson could make it
home on the two nights a week Mrs. Wilson had to take over night
flights.



After the first six month's Kristin began watching there son more
during the week and even on weekends. Mr. Wilson was totally
enamored by the young Kristin's beauty and personality.



Kristin was a beautiful young women with an incredibly thin waist
tapered to her shapely hips and athletic legs. Her face was
angelic in its features with deep blue eyes. Her body as shapely
as Britney's and face as beautiful as Jennifer Love Hewitt's. In
the two years she had watched the Wilson's son her chest had seen
the most physical change. Although already curvy at sixteen by
eighteen Kristin's breast had grown to be 34D's.



Mr. Wilson had noticed shortly after she began watching their son
Kristin began showering at their home on some of the nights he
made it home later than normal. On one night he had returned home
while she was still in the shower. Watching her walk out of the
bathroom long brown hair still wet against her back had given him
an idea. That weekend while his wife was away Mr. Wilson
installed two pinhole color cameras. One camera over the door the
other opposite the shower head. The tiny holes used by each
device to see from to small to be seen on their papered walls.



For the first two weeks his video surveillance turned up nothing
but on the third week he made it a point to stay out late and he
hit pay dirt. Upon reviewing that evenings recording he saw her
in all her glory. He watched the screen of his computer intently
as she removed her clothing casually and entered the shower.



She was as perfect and beautiful in the nude as he had dreamed
she would be. Her pale skin was perfect and smooth without any
detectable blemish. His eyes where locked on the screen as she
entered the shower. He watched in a trance as he saw her tender
pink nipples harden under the falling water of the shower. As she
lathered her young body with soap he began masturbating to her
image on the screen for the first of what would be many times.
Over the months his collection of images of her grew and so did
his interest in her.



In the months that passed he had tapped his own phone line so he
could find out more about her. He would listen to the recorded
phone calls to her girlfriends and her boyfriend David as well.
Over the months he and his wife had increased her pay in order to
keep her services, finding her help invaluable.



As the months went by Jim Wilson became more obsessed with his
young babysitter Kristin at this time only seventeen. As the
months wore on he began to see more of Kristin than he did his
own wife.

As his interaction with her grew so did his fascination.



After September 11, the airlines had hit some rough times. In
order for Brenda to keep her job she had been forced onto longer
flights requiring her to be gone even more often now. In his
wife's absence he found himself and Kristin talking more than
ever.



She was such a sweet young girl and he found himself feeling
guilty about his desires for the young girl.



In January of Kristin's junior year of High School Mr. Wilson
took a side job building a couple of high end video editing
workstations and a server for Bob Reynolds's.



Bob was a Photographer and like Jim worked on all types of jobs.
In the weeks it took for Jim Wilson to build configure and
transfer the data to Bob's new machines the two had become
friends.



Both men shared many of the same interest. High end computer's
and electronics', fast cars, football, and beautiful women. In
the time they worked together Bob had shown Jim some of his
different work. Bob called himself a fashion photographer but in
reality did all types of photo and film work. Although he rarely
did, he had from time to time even taken a family portrait or two
as he did for the Wilson's. As Jim saw more of Bob's portfolio he
found his friend did everything from portraits for the rich,
magazine covers and spreads for fashion rags, to photo shots for
the local Sunday ad's. Being in a smaller Midwestern city Bob did
a little of everything to pay the bills.



As the months past the men's friendship grew and Bob showed him
even more of his work. Jim discovered Bob also shot photos for
men's magazines, no not Hustler, or Maxim but real hardcore
stuff. Everything from solo nudes to boy/girl, girl/girl, two on
ones, gangbangs, you name it. He also shot stag party Videos, and
custom made videos for private collectors and web sites.



Judging from the amount of material Jim had scene he decided most
of Bob's work most be on the adult side of things. He did just
enough of his other work to look respectable. Jim feeling
comfortable with Bob by now brought some of his Photo's of young
Kristin to Bob so his friend could enlarge them and print them
up. Although the captures from his tiny pen cams where not the
best Kristen's beauty could still be easily seen.



As Bob began his work on the images he grilled Jim as to who the
girl pictured was. Finally Jim told him they where photo's of his
babysitter. Bob then began to question him, when he found out how
Jim had gotten the photos he began to give his friend a hard
time. Bob then began calling Jim a voyeur and criminal, he
grilled Jim for more details about the young beauty. He wanted to
know more and more. Her age, religion, height, weight, had Jim
ever gotten a piece, was she still a virgin? As Bob interrogated
Jim for information Jim keep slipping up giving Bob more
information than he meant to. Under the questioning he let it
slip he had bugged his own phone lines. As Bob's interest grew
Jim began to feel more uneasy talking to his friend about her.
After a few hours of questioning Bob had all the answers he
wanted for now and he made the prints for Jim and the two men
went home.



A week had passed and Jim hadn't heard from Bob. On a Tuesday
night the following week Jim pulled into his driveway late as
usual. As he got out of his car Bob pulled in behind him. As Bob
got out he explained to Jim his laptop had died and he had
important stuff on it he needed right away.



Telling his friend he would be glad to help Jim lead him into the
house. Upon entering the house the two men where greeted by the
beautiful Kristin. Introducing his friend as a fashion
photographer to his young sitter Jim led the trio back to his
shop. As Kristen filled Jim in on his son's activities of the
evening Bob listened to her intently as well. When she had
finished Bob began talking to Kristin he asked her several
questions about herself making polite conversation.



As the two talked while Jim worked on the laptop Bob made it a
point to tell the young girl about several of the magazines he
had worked for. As he sat and listened Jim thought perhaps Bob
was padding his resume just a bit. As her interest grew in his
work Bob retrieved a copy of his portfolio from the laptop bag
that he had conveniently brought with him. The two looked thru
his photos and he told her how much money the models could make
before asking if she had ever thought of modeling, telling her
she was perfect for the job.



Kristin blushed under Bob's compliments and insisted she had
never thought about. She listened intently as he tried to dazzle
her with stories of travel to exotic locations and meeting with
celebrities. Jim sat listening having not heard Bob put such an
extravagant spin on his job. In fact when the two had talked the
only good part of the job Bob had described to him was seeing the
women and occasionally finding one who would let him get to know
her better in an intimate manner.



Bob then turned his efforts to trying to convince the young girl
to give modeling a try. He told her she could make good money and
still keep her job with the Wilson's. She thanked him for his
kindness but told him it just wasn't for her before she decided
she needed to get home.



When she left Bob told me the laptop hadn't worked in over a year
and not to worry about it. He then talked to Jim about Kristin.



"Your telling me you don't want a piece of that ass?" he asked
him while holding his chest feigning a heart attack.



"No. But she's my son's babysitter and I'm a married man." Jim
told his friend tossing the broken laptop at him.



"So!" Jim shot back.



"So just forget about it. God knows I would give my left nut to
get in her but I can't so forget about it." Jim said shaking his
head at his friend.



"What if I could guarantee you a piece and that you wouldn't get
caught. Brenda would never know. Hell Kristin doesn't even have
to know. What would you say?" Bob asked in total seriousness.



Seeing Bob had some plan Jim thought he better put and end to
this before it went too far. "Look Bob, I'm sure you think so but
I know this girl she comes from a good religious family. Hell she
won't even let her boyfriend touch her breast there is no way
your going to get in her pants. Just forget about okay."



"Well look I know I am going to have me some of that. Now it
would be a lot easier with your help. I mean come on it's not
like you're a saint you've been making videos of her for a year.
Hell between that and recording her phone calls you know how many
laws you've broken, Shit. Do you know what you could get charged
with? Child Porn if any of those photo's of her ever got on the
net or printed, hell she's only 17 for Christ sake. Look you can
help me on this and get in on the action or  I'll do it on my own
and you get nothing. But you better hope none of those photos
make it out or your ass will be in jail buddy." Bob said as he
stood looking ready to leave.



The threat although not spoken was clear to Jim. He knew Bob
still had copies of the pictures he had taken of Kristin and was
apparently ready to use them. Faced with the two options, helping
his friend get what they both wanted or going to jail Jim had an
easy decision on his hand.



"OK, what do you have in mind?" Jim said.



In the next hour our so Bob laid out at least part of his plan to
Jim. Leaving out those aspects of it he thought Jim might be too
soft stomached to hear.  Agreeing to Bob's apparently well
thought out plan Jim turned over the audio tapes he had of
Kristin's phone calls to Bob and agreed to do as he said.



For the next four months Jim would leave little hints to Kristin
about how Bob had been to Italy or France, Hawaii and New York.
He would hint she should call him and left Bob's Number and
business card on the fridge and next to the phone. In the same
four month period of time Kristin and Dave had broken off there
year old romance however with Bob now taking all the tapes Jim
didn't know why.



Bob would stop over about every two weeks sometimes when Jim was
there sometimes earlier so he could ask Kristin if he could wait
inside for Jim. He always took the opportunity to ask her to
model for him. Telling her she should at least give it a try.



After four months the pressure had been too much and she agreed
to allow Bob to take some photos of her to make her a portfolio.
Within a week of that he had lined up several "Gig's" for her.
She soon found herself in the Local ad 's modeling clothes or
standing in front of one product or another. None of the photos
where especially provocative she was always full clothed. Bob had
never asked her to do anything that could be misconstrued as
sexual in nature. In fact the only thing Bob had ever requested
of her was that she tan. Telling her hose didn't shot well in
some lights and providing her with a membership to a local club.
After her first two weeks Bob had brought in a male model
coincidently just the kind of guy Kristin was looking for.



In fact the young man knew all of her likes and dislikes he knew
exactly what to say. Bob had coached him on what Kristin was
looking for having heard hours of her talking with her friends
about it. After two months of modeling for Bob she had begun
dating Bill under Bob's watchful eye and expert tutelage.



In her third month of modeling for Bob, Kristin was offered her
first magazine cover. She was overjoyed to hear the news. Then
Bob told her what it entailed and she began to have her doubts.



One of the true crime magazines was looking for someone to model
as a catholic schoolgirl who had been bound, raped and murdered
in upstate New York. The money was good and Bob had shown her
several of the magazines recent covers. Of the five covers he
showed her all five showed women either being bound or attacked
on the covers. All the women where fully clothed and none
appeared obscene to the innocent youth.



With assurances from Bob and his prodding she reluctantly agreed
to do the shoot. Finally convinced when he told her he would take
some shots with Bill in them with her.



On the day of the shoot she wore an outfit consisting of a white
sweater and red plaid skirt. Bob started taking shots of her in
standard poses telling her they could add them to her portfolio.
Next he had Bill come out dressed as the "killer" a pair of
stockings pulled over his face. The two stood in various poses
under Bob's direction. He had Bill standing over her Knife in
hand, Kristin crutching in fear while he lifted the knife over
her head. Then a shot of him holding the knife to her throat as
she looked surprised and scared by his assault.



Next they moved on to Bill tying her up and gagging her. He bound
her arms behind her then her legs, He hogtied her and then tied
her in other positions she had never Simagined. She would have
fought or resisted anyone but Bill but had found herself getting
excited under his touch. Next she was tossed on a bed where she
found herself tied to the headboard then tied spread eagle to the
bed. She was then taken and tied to a pulley from the ceiling and
then to a pole from the ceiling finding her chest wrapped in
circles of rope. Although it was all done with her clothes fully
on she couldn't help but feel almost cheap when it was done but
the hugs and kisses from Bill made everything better.



It was now July and only two months before her Eighteenth
birthday as she prepared to go back to school for her senior year
of high school things couldn't be better for the young beauty.
She thought her relationship with Bill had blossomed into true
love he was truly all she had looked for in a boy. She was making
good money between modeling and watching the Wilson's son.
Although her parents where reluctant to support her decision to
do any modeling they had up to this point been happy with her
jobs. That was probably because she did not mention the true
crime "Gig's" to her parents.



In the two months before she turned eighteen Kristin had done
five more true crime covers or so she thought each featuring her
as some type of uniformed victim. In one shoot she was a Nurse in
the next a uniformed police officer who is bound and raped by an
inmate, in the next she portrayed an American GI who was captured
by the enemy and brutalized, in yet another an airline stewardess
and finally a cheerleader.



Although she never found herself taking off her clothes she never
liked being tied up and apparently assaulted for the camera, she
always felt dirty and cheap at the end of each session until
Billy would comfort her. At Billy 's insistence or so she thought
the two even did a few swimwear shots. The first time she wore a
one piece but after some smooth talking from Bill and Bob she
agreed to a bikini. The first bikini shoot was fine, but for the
second she almost refused after seeing how skimpy the second
bikini was. But then after some smooth talking and a kiss Billy
convinced her it would be okay. Little did she know that when she
was asked to lie on her stomach on the beach towel that with the
thin thong she was wearing and the bikini tied behind her back at
the neck the photos looked like she was lying naked on the
simulated beach.



As their relationship grew Billy seemed to know just what to say
at all times always addressing her concerns before she even
voiced them to him. Little did she know he was being briefed on
her conversations with her girlfriends. In just four months Billy
had gotten farther with Kristin than her first boyfriend had
gotten in over a year.



The week after her eighteenth Birthday Kristin was at Bob's
studio again this time to do another true crime cover. Bob had
received a call as he had so many times since she had begun
modeling for him and had to leave. The two youth now used to Bob
leaving them for hours at a time when he got these calls sat back
and relaxed.



Billy began some heavy kissing of her lips and petting of her
chest. For this shot she was dressed as a young, very young
lawyer who was attacked by one of her defendants. His hands moved
inside the gray business suit she wore and soon he began
unbuttoning it and the white blouse she wore underneath. Swept up
in the moment she said nothing as he laid her down on the bed and
continued undressing her. The two where used to the hot lamps
glaring on them during their photo sessions and Kristin thought
nothing of it that Bob had left them on when he left.



As Billy continued to undress her on the bed Bob had returned to
the studio and from the computer in his office in the back he
began taking photo's with the digital camera's he had left on
their tripods. He started the digital camcorders he had set up
all around the studio including hanging from the ceiling. He
would have preferred to be there in person to work the cameras by
hand but this would have to do, for now.



Just as Bob had instructed him Billy undressed the unsuspecting
young women and positioned her on the bed just as he was told. He
dropped his face between her legs and began licking her precious
womanhood. Feeling a touch to her womanhood as she had never felt
before she moaned in pleasure and in between her moans of ecstasy
she made feeble calls for Billy to stop. As he pulled his face
away from her now damp mound he knew it was safe to ask the
question.



"Do you really want me to stop?" he asked her as he stroked his
thumb over her clit and began sucking her nipple as he brought
his head to her chest. Now feeling an urge she never had before
in her life she looked at her lover. Thinking in her own mind the
two where in love and he was the one for her she knew heranswer.



"No this is fine." she said closing her eyes in pleasure as she
let out another low moan.



With one hand rubbing her clit he used his free hand to undue his
slacks and push them off his hips, never taking his mouth away
from her nipple. He climbed on the bed and gently positioned
himself between her legs. Moving his mouth to hers he kissed her
and told her he loved her as he slowly pushed his cock into her
virgin cunt. Bob had come from the office and standing in the
shadows with a camcorder with a telescopic lense zoomed in as
Billy broke her cherry. She whimpered as he as gently as he could
tore thru her hymen. He pulled his cock totally free of her
showing it covered in her blood for anyone who might be watching.
He made sure he held it there for Bob to get the shots he wanted
as Billy looked down at her and the blood on her thighs from his
invasion.  Looking at Kristin he saw she still had her eyes
closed but whimpered again when he had pulled out. She said
nothing for the minute or two he keep his member looming over her
just deflowered womanhood.



Billy thinking Bob had gotten his shot by now and afraid his cock
was softening slid back into Kristin as gently as he could.
Feeling the wet warmth and tightness of her cunt he worried he
wouldn't last for all of the shots Bob wanted. As he stroked in
and out of her for several minutes he pushed all thoughts of what
he was doing out of his mind. He was a professional and had a job
to do.



Making love to her in this way for several minutes he then nudged
her to move and as he rolled over onto his back he pulled her up
on top of him in the middle of the king size bed. She whimpered
and said "Please can't we just do it that way?" as he pushed her
up in a now almost seated position over his cock.



Not responding to her request he simply began bouncing the small
frame of the girl up and down on his manhood. She still hadn't
opened her eyes and moaned and whimpered as he moved her up and
down on him and lifted his head to suck her nipples back into his
mouth.



Watching her large firm breast bounce up and down on her small
frame Billy found himself about to lose control again. As Kristin
neared the first orgasm of her life the realization they where
having unprotected sex crossed her mind and she opened her eyes
to look into his.



"I'm not on the pill." She told him. He looked at her and seeing
her concern he replied "I'll pull out before. Okay?"



He watched her close her eyes again as he buried his member deep
into her and felt her orgasm on his cock. He felt her whole body
shake uncontrollably as she found herself in the throws of sexual
bliss. He waited for the moment to pass before he pushed her over
to the side and quietly moved around behind her.



He pulled her by her hips to the edge of the bed and guiding her
with his hands positioned her on her hands and knees as he took
his place behind her. With his cock still hard and wet he slipped
into her bloody cunt from behind. She again moaned as he adjusted
his rhythm and reached around and below her to grab her breast.
He pulled her up to his chest as he pumped into her and then
pushed her back down to ride her doggy style. He repeated the
process several times before he again felt himself on the verge
of climax. When he had driven her to her second orgasm and felt
his own imminent he pulled out of her and quickly stepped to her
face.



He slapped her once on the cheek gently, and then he stroked his
cock several times before erupting on her beautiful face. Her
eyes shot open the minute the first glob hit her cheek and just
in time to get struck in the eye with the second. "Ouch!" She
cried as her eye burnt from the liquid. "That's gross stop!" She
cried as she tried to pull away from him. He held her by a
handful of hair until he emptied his balls on her face. She
huffed and turned her nose up as he moaned with his last spurt.



"God, why did you have to ruin it." She complained as she tried
to wipe his cum from her eyes.

"Shut up you little slut you know you enjoyed it to so stop
complaining." He told her. "Look tell Bob I have something's I
have to do and I can't wait anymore." He said as he pulled his
slacks back on. She looked up in shock through his cum running
down her face at the way he spoke to her.



"Look you where a great lay maybe I'll see you around Honey." He
said as he grabbed his coat and left without even bothering to
put on his own clothes. She watched speechlessly as he left in
the costume Bob had provided.



Kristin looked up in shock, speechless she could find no words to
speak as she watched him stroll out of the studio and leave her
lying there naked her face covered in his sperm, blood and her
own juices running down her thighs. She began crying feeling
lower than she ever had she felt dirty and used she finally got
up some twenty minutes later and went to the dressing room she
used the shower to clean herself as she cried and wept the lose
of her love and virginity.



She dressed and leaving a note for Bob she left making sure the
door locked behind her. She had never seen Bob hiding in the
shadows as she had lay and wept. Once she left Bob went to the
back door to let Billy in. Billy grabbed his clothes while Bob
got his money. His job done Bob gave him his thanks and the money
and said goodbye anxious to get a look at the film and photos he
had shot tonight.



For the next two days Kristin hadn't returned any of his calls so
Bob went to the Wilson's where she was sitting with there child
that night. He had waited to knock on the door until he was sure
she had put the child to sleep. He noticed the rings under her
eyes and that she had obviously been crying when she opened the
door. Without waiting for an invitation he walked into house and
right into the living room where he took a seat holding his
laptop bag in his lap.



She followed him slowly never looking him in the eye. She was
heart broken and seeing Bob had only helped her think more about
Billy. She had called his number repeatedly in the last two days
however she had gotten a message the number had been
disconnected. She had borrowed her parent's car to go by where he
said he lived however the women who answered the door said she
didn 't know what the girl was talking about.



Feeling Bob's eyes on her she spoke "Look I can't do it anymore.
I quit OK I am not doing anymore modeling."



"Oh I'm sorry you feel that way I was so happy with the shots
from your last gig I was hoping to do more like it." He said
handing her a large brown envelope from his laptop bag. "I guess
these will be the last shots of you I get." He said producing
another Envelope for himself he pulled the photo's from his
envelope "Well that's alright I'll sell these and the video and
that will have to be enough." He said as he flipped to the next
photo in his stack. "I'll be sure to send your folks and the rest
of the family a copy when the get published." He said.



Kristin her interest peeked at his mention of a video, since she
had never shot a video for him pulled the photos from the
envelope. She fell off the couch and onto her knees when she saw
the first photo. It was a picture of her on her hands and knees
naked on the bed. Billy his cock buried in her from behind as he
fucked her. Looking over her shoulder Bob spoke up.



"Yea that's a good one but this is my favorite." He said dropping
a photo on top of the one in her hands.



The photo showed her face cum running down her check while
Billy's cock only inches away was in the middle of another
eruption. Her eyes where open in the photo and she looked sadly
to be in the middle of a passionate moment. She broke down crying
after seeing the photo.



"How? Why? That wasn't supposed to be photographed. You can't
sell that I never agreed to that." She said sobbing.



"Oh but I can." he said dropping a photo of her signing her photo
release as he always had her do before a shoot. She was wearing
the gray business suit and sitting at a table signing the papers.
Next he dropped a photo copy of the release to her.



"If you look you'll see in the highlighted areas you sold me the
rights to sell all photos and videos taken that night no matter
what the content." He said confidently "That's a standard
contract in the industry and let me assure you it will hold up in
any court in the country." He informed her.



Without even looking at the paper she tried pleading with him
"Please, you can't my parents will kill me. If the other kids see
it. My little brother. The church. No you can't I couldn't live
if this ever got out." She cried in panic and fear thinking what
would happen when her father saw those photos.



"Oh don't worry I'm sure this movie will take at least a week or
two to make it's way onto the internet." He said as he began
playing the video on his laptop. "Look at you go. Damn, people
pay good money to see an innocent young girl having her cherry
broken for the camera." He said holding the laptop in front of
her face as the video played.



Her crying continued as she dropped the photos on the floor and
buried her head in her hands. "No! No! Please what do you want?
Please you can't." she cried.



He waited for several minutes while she cried and sobbed on the
floor. She continually sobbed she would "do anything" but "he
couldn't" he just "couldn 't".



Deciding he had given her long enough he spoke at last. "If you
don't want these pictures distributed across the world be at my
studio Friday at 6:00 PM tell your folks you'll be watching Tye
overnight Friday and Saturday for the Wilson's I know you have
watched the boy over night before so I won't take no for an
answer I'll have Jim cover for you with your folks. If you're not
at my studio on Friday at Six I'll send this photos to your
father and your church website before I sell them to some friends
I have in the business." He said putting his laptop back in the
bag and walking out.



He left her sitting on the floor the photo's still lying on the
floor around her as she sat and cried all he could do now was
wait and see if she showed up or not.

Chapter 2





Forcing herself to Kristin got up and readied herself to face the
world. She had considered pretending to be sick, but knowing her
parents wouldn't allow her to do any babysitting tonight if she
didn't attend school she dressed and got ready for school.
Although she had already gotten her parents permission to watch
Tye overnight the next two evening's she still had yet to decide
if she would go to Bob's studio that evening or not.



Her mind was racing, as one moment she committed herself not to
fall deeper into the trap Bob had set for her. Then moment's
later she knew she had no choice but to submit to the evil
bastard. If he made good on his threats he would destroy her life
and the lives of her parents and siblings. She wouldn't be able
to show her face at school or church ever again if the video or
photos of her ever got out. She thought of her younger and older
brother's seeing her do those things. Then her father, he
couldn't be a Deacon of the Church with videos and pictures of
his daughter acting that way floating around for all to see. She
considered calling the authorities she knew him blackmailing her
this way was illegal but if she got the authorities involved the
very thing she wanted to keep secret would be made public. She
could see it now, the photos of her being shown on the local
news.



She had read the release she had signed and Bob had tod her the
truth. In several different places throughout the contract it had
stated she had sold him the rights to sell her images and
likeness as well as any say she had as to what content or its
usage could be sold or used. The contract even made mention to
streaming video images and sounds. She had even signed the part
of the contract stating she was over 18 and of age for consensual
sex in this state.



She knew she couldn't legally stop him from selling the photos
and video of her. She also knew he most have even more terrible
things in store for her. She spent her day at school in a daze
unsure what she would do from one minute to the next.



Even as she got off the bus a block away from Bob's studio she
worried about what awaited her this weekend. When she got home
from school that day her mother hit her with another curveball.
It seems Bob had called and offered her family the use of a time
share property he had. Since this was Labor Day weekend and it
fell on his time he hated to see it go to waste. So the generous
Bob had offered it to her family. Her mother had already packed
up everything for her parents and brothers to go stay at the
exclusive cabin retreat some six hours away when Kristin got
home. She told her she was sorry she couldn't go, knowing her
daughter already had plans to watch the Wilson's child.



She had barely gotten to see her family that afternoon before
they left almost as soon as her youngest brother had gotten home
from school. Her father had been in a hurry wanting to beat the
holiday traffic trying to get out of town. As she waved goodbye
as they pulled out of the driveway she heard her mother yell back
to her.



"Now you be good and stay out of trouble. Well be back sometime
Monday night, we love you." as they pulled away hurriedly.



Those words still echoed in her mind as she steadied herself to
go inside the studio. She would be strong and tell him the way it
would be. She wouldn't let this animal control her.



As she stood outside his door she made up her game plan. He had
obviously planned all this to get in her pants so fine he had
already helped to rob her of her virginity so she would let him
fuck her, just this weekend then it was over she would demand all
of the other pictures back and the video or no deal.



Mustering as much confidence as she could she walked into the
studio ready to face the S.O.B. She found him sitting at his desk
waiting on her.



"You're late young Lady." He said motioning to the clock on his
desk.

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"So." She said defiantly not wanting to back down to him.



"Well maybe I have already sent your pictures out via E-mail." He
said hoping to shock her out of her defiant attitude. He saw the
look of panic cross her face, now what would she do he wondered.



Looking at the floor while she thought of her response it came to
her.



"Fine then I guess I can leave then." She shot back.



"You could. But I would mail them out. If you don't want that to
happen I suggest you lose the attitude and sit the fuck down.
Now!" He said in a smug voice confident he had her where he
wanted.



She was momentarily shocked by his harshness but quickly
recovered. "Well that's too bad I don't feel like sitting down. I
came here to get those pictures and that video back now can we
make that happen or do I leave right now."



Bob was a little surprised by her strong resistance. He knew she
was smart and strong willed but never thought she would show this
kind of backbone under her current predicament. Shaking his head
he said. "So how do you plan on getting them back? If you don't
mind telling me that is." He asked



 "Look we both know what you want so fine let's get it over with.
But I want it in writing first that I get all copies, negatives,
whatever that you have as soon as were done and then I never want
to see your stinking face again." She said gritting her teeth by
the end.



"Oh and what is it you think I want?" He asked as coyly as he
could.



"You want.." she hesitated finding it hard to say the words. "You
want to make lo.. You want to have sex with me. That is what you
want isn't it?" she said losing some of her anger as spoke.



Laughing he said "Well yea of course." Hearing his answer she
took a deep breath almost relieved. "But I want so much more. Sex
is just the beginning but it is for sure not the only thing we're
interested in." he told her in a serious tone.



Shocked by the beginning of his statement she had totally missed
the fact he used the word we he spoke.



They stood in silence for several minutes Kristin trying to think
of how to respond, Bob waiting to here her thoughts.



"Well that's to bad." She said in a stronger tone of voice than
she actually felt. "I said I would let you fuck me and then it
was over. So take it or leave it." She said determined to see her
way thru this.



"Fine, I'll see you around Kid. But I won't be the only one." He
said spinning in his chair to face his computer screen as he
brought up his E-mail program.



Kristin's jaw dropped as she watched him zip up photo's of her on
his screen. He had called her bluff and now she didn't no what to
do.



"No stop!" She said as he began typing an e-mail to her father.
"Look can't we come to some sort of compromise. Please." She said
in her sweetest voice deciding she should act nice to the evil
man sitting across from her.



"Will I suppose we could play for it? Winner takes all."  He said
smiling as an idea came into his head.



"What do you mean?" she asked reluctantly.



"Will I have your original release here." He said holding up the
originals of the contract. "And I have a new contract I was going
to have you sign here tonight. You win you get your old contract
and the photos and videos I win you sign your new contract and do
everything I say for the duration of it."



Listening to his proposal a thousand thoughts and questions raced
thru her mind. But the first thing she said was. "Play what?"



"Anything you want. Chess?" he said motioning to the board on a
shelf across the office.



"No I never learned how to play." She replied still thinking over
his proposal in her mind.



"Okay, Well what do you know how to play?" he said pulling a deck
of cards from his desk drawer and tossing them on the desktop.



Looking at the pack she began to think out load. "Solitaire,
Blackjack, Hearts, Poker, Go Fish," she started saying.



"Okay." He interrupted "How about Poker? A page of a contract
each hand. Three for you three for me."



She looked as he held up the papers. "What's the new contract?
What does it say?" she said



"It says your mine for the next twelve months, sixty films,
unlimited photo sessions." He began to tell her.



"NO way." She said as she edged for the door fear gripping her.



"Okay have it your way, I hope daddy likes the pictures of his
little princess." He said holding the papers and turning back to
his computer. She stood in the doorway frozen in horror. She
couldn't believe what he had just said.



"No. I came here to get those pictures and stuff back not let you
make  more." She said now crying all sense of strength now
drained from her.



"Yea I understand that I and I am willing to give you a chance at
that. But you have to be willing to put something on the line
too." He told her.



"No you don't understand I can't let anyone see those pictures
and stuff no way. If my father or brothers" she cried. As he
interrupted her again.



"No I understand and I can assure you that if you do as you're
told no one you know will ever see them. I have got private
collectors I'll sell the films to. They'll never be distributed
and no one you know will ever see them. You lose the game and
then refuse me in the year of your contract and I'll sell your
footage to distributors and you and your family will have to live
with that shame. Of course you could win your old contract back
and this all could be over right here and now. Its up to you.
Play the game and you have a chance to end this all or leave now
and I'll sell these film to a distributor and send copies to
everyone in the city. Well what do you think Kristin? What's it
going to be?" He said in his smug voice



"So if I win you'll leave me alone." She asked



"Yes" he replied



 "And if I lose I have to work for you for a year and then you
leave me alone."  She asked



"Yes." He replied



"And you promise me no one will ever see any of them?" she asked



"No one you know will ever see them." He replied finding it
incredible she was foolish enough to believe anything he told her
at this point.



"Okay so let me be clear on this I win I walk out and its over.
You win I work for you making movies and stuff for a year then I
walk away and its over and you swear no one I know will ever see
them and

It will be over." She asked



"Yes" he said beginning to become annoyed.



"So I won't have to. You know you won't want to. I mean I won't
have to you know with you." She asked



"Oh no you will. Yea, we're definitely going to fuck you. But
that's my offer take it or leave it. ? You have five seconds." He
said



Having again missed his reference to we and we're she started to
ask another question when he started counting down from five.
When he hit one she gave up trying to ask another question and
blurted out.



"Okay. Okay I'll do it but you better keep your promise." She
warned him.



"Oh I will." He said smiling as he pulled the cards from the
deck.



He had been a dealer at the local riverboat and shuffled the
cards most impressively. He handed her the cards and told her to
cut the deck. As she cut the deck several times he sat there
happily thinking how lucky it was he had never told her he was
and amateur magician. His confidence was through the roof, this
was his marked deck and he knew there was no way he would lose.



He won the first hand and after making her sign and initial every
necessary spot on the first paper he saw she was ready to vault
for the door. Thinking she needed a little hope after again
winning the second he let her win the third and fourth hands. Now
tied again he won the fifth hand and taking the third unsigned
contract made her sign and initial it as well. Now having gotten
all three of the papers signed for her new contract he won the
next two in short order to put it to bed so to speak.



After winning the final hand he quickly grabbed the papers off
the desk fearing she would do something drastic. Dropping them in
the fireproof lockbox in his desk drawer he turned his attention
back to her as she held her head in her hands. She tried to come
to terms in her mind with what had just happened. As her thoughts
began to swim in her mind again Bob stood and said.



"Well if you don't mind I think we've wasted enough time now I
think it's time we got to work."



Placing his hand on her shoulder he led her out to the studio
set. Kristin was still in a daze her mind not wanting to accept
what had just happened. Entering the studio she saw he still had
it setup as a bedroom with the king size bed she had lost her
virginity on still sitting there as it had just the three nights
earlier. She was standing there remembering the scene from just
Seventy-two hours earlier when Bob handed her a hangar with a
costume on it. She stood back and looked at the outfit presented
to her as Bob began to turn on the lights around the studio.
Thinking it looked small even for a cheerleader's outfit she
started to walk to the dressing room.



"Oh no. You won't be to using the dressing room anymore you can
change right her." Bob told her.



"What that wasn't part of the deal." She began whimpering.



"Oh yes it was and you better stop that crying or you'll find
this part of it to be the least of your problems." He warned her
menacingly.



Reluctantly she undressed as quickly as she could then tried to
slip in to skimpy outfit he had provided her while covering
herself from his gaze. She stood there in a white wool sweater
about three sizes to small and a red and white cheerleader's
skirt that didn't quite cover her ass cheeks.



After some initial problems she began to do as directed by Bob.
Although she had rings under her eyes and it was obvious she had
been crying she began to smile at the camera. As she began
feeling more at ease as she had been in the months previous to
now. He had her work the camera for several minutes as he saw her
relax for him and the camera then he told her it was time for a
wardrobe change handing her another hanger holding her next
costume.



This time he had her change into a catholic school girl uniform
again obviously to small for her. The shirt was so small she
barely got it to button over her firm chest. Again her ass
exposed under the short skirt. She was faster to relax this time
and he had her play more to the camera. Happy that she had begun
to relax he had her touch up her makeup before he handed her the
next change of clothes.



This time she was asked to put on a tight fitting business suit
that made her look older than her eighteen years. He again
instructed her to seduce the camera as he took her photos. Bob
had to admit she was a natural in front of the camera. Even now
when she was under such duress she took great shots. He then
decided to push her a little farther.



"Okay undress for the camera Kristin. Make it sexy and slow." He
instructed. She looked at him her eyes begging him not to make
her go thru with it. His evil glare back answered her pathetic
plea for relief. She slowly began to undress first letting the
business jacket fall from one shoulder then the other. Letting it
drop to the bed she began to unbutton the tight fitting blouse
she was wearing. As she undid the last button she gave him one
last look before letting it fall of her body.



As she stood before him wearing her bra and the tight silk skirt
she began to sway her hips as she unzipped the thin skirt. She
let it wiggle its way down her hips as he filmed the entire
erotic scene. He felt his penis grow hard as she moved her body
before him. As he watched her he decided there would be plenty of
time for photos later as he felt the tent in his pants rose.



He moved from behind the camera and told her to lose the bra.
Seeing him moving closer to her she stepped back. She felt the
back of her legs hit the bed behind her and knew there was no
place else to go.



"Now I said." He told her quietly.



Slowly she moved her hands behind her back and undid the wire
clasp holding her bra up. As the lacy bra fell from her chest she
felt Bob push her back causing her to fall onto the bed. His
hands moved quickly to her thin white panties which he swiftly
ripped from her hips.

Chapter 3

Kristin found herself crying again as she laid naked on the bed.
Bob stood over her staring down at his prize. Her thin firm body
just beginning to perspire a light coat of sweat now covering her
soft tan skin.

He took in the sight of her lying there beneath him. He moved his
gaze upward from her knees, her legs still hanging over the side
of the bed. Up her shapely thighs his eyes traveled to the patch
of hair between her legs. Her bush darker brown in color than the
hair on top of her head he noticed. He made a mental note she
didn't trim the furry little patch and he would have to change
that. As his eyes moved up her belly he saw her rippled belly
looking strong and fit, athletic and toned. Stilling moving his
gaze upward he took in the glorious sight of her large breast.
The two perfect breast stood proudly up from her body. They where
perfectly round and firm, tight and perky the picture of every
man's dreams. Even lying on her back they keep their gorgeous
shape not sliding to the sides of her body as an old woman's
would. He stared intently at her small soft pink nipples centered
on her white chest. The tan line where she wore her bikini glared
the difference between her skins natural light complexion and the
light brown tan she had on the rest of her body. His gaze now
continued up her youthful body to her slender shoulders and
elegant neck. His eyes stopped moving as he began examining her
youthful face.

The beauty of her face was no doubt Kristin's best quality,
although some men might tell you it was her large chest or her
shapely round ass. Bob knew that was because they simply hadn't
taken the time to look her in the eyes and see the natural beauty
of her face. Even through her tears and makeup streaked down her
cheeks she was the most beautiful and innocent looking creature
he had ever seen. Her large blue eyes gave her an innocent and
trusting look.

As Bob had taken in the sight of the beauty laying beneath him
his hands had been busy undoing his trousers and pushing them and
his boxers to the floor. After pulling his shirt off over his
head his eyes made contact with Kristin's. He could see inside
her, see her fears and worries. He saw the pleading to be let go,
freed from what she was about to go through deep in her eyes.

As he lowered himself on top of her she felt his naked body touch
her own. The hair of his leg tickled her thighs as he lowered his
head onto her chest and began to kiss and suck lightly on her
nipples moving from one to the other giving both equal amounts of
attention. Although disgusted by the situation she found her self
unable to control her feelings. Kristin found her body at least
enjoying his attentions. She heard a moan escape her lips as her
nipples hardened into pellets under Bob's tongue. She tried hard
not show any reaction as Bob molested her but failed. She had
never had anyone touch her the way he was now until just 72 hours
before. That night when she had given herself to Billy it had,
she thought been an act of love between two people who loved one
another. But here now as Bob manipulated her body with his mouth
she felt no love no passion for the man. She was left lying there
thinking almost clinically about what this man was doing to her.
She found herself shifting her body from side to side as his
mouth moved between her breasts. Her back would arch and then
fall from the sensations sent through her body by his tongue.

As she lay there under him she felt panicked, feeling she had
lost control of her life and now her body. With every touch it
sent shivers through her body. She felt his breath on her bare
skin and felt his hard cock slide across her thighs as he moved
from side to side. He inhaled her breast and then moved lower,
down her body. Kissing her skin and licking his way down. Then he
moved his mouth over her pussy, he moved closer and gave her a
kiss in the middle of her patch of hair. She was breathless as
she waited for his next move. Her anticipation of what would
happen to her next causing her to grit her teeth and squint her
eyes.

Bob looked up and saw her facial expression, unsure if it was one
of anger or discomfort either way he didn't care. He nuzzled his
nose into the patch of hair seeking her treasures. When he felt
his nostrils slip between the folds of her womanhood he pushed
her legs apart farther then pressing in farther he took a deep
breath.

His warm breath in her most private of places caused her to
squirm under him. She tried to cope with this new sensation
without making a sound. As she steadied her breath she felt the
wet warmth of his tongue as it darted deep into her folds. She
arched her back again as a load moan flowed from her mouth. Her
eyes now closed she was finding it more and more difficult to
control herself as he sunk his tongue deeper and deeper into her.
She felt his hand move to her mound and again tried to move away
from him as he began running his finger over her gently.

Not letting her move away he worked his thumb into her finding
her clit. He began rubbing his thumb over it lightly as he drove
deeper and deeper into her with his tongue. He heard her moans
and looked up to see her back arching up like a half moon. She
was reacting to him and she couldn't help herself. He could taste
her juices now flowing, lubricating her body for what was to come
next. Sucking in the juices he found himself in a place of
ecstasy.

As he pulled his tongue from her pussy he moved up her body to
her face. Once more taking in the site of her angelic face he
leaned down and kissed her. She still had her eyes closed when
his lips touched hers and pushed them together even tighter as
she felt him push his tongue into her mouth. She tasted her own
juices on his lips for the first time and found her self repulsed
by the sweet pungent taste of it.

As his tongue explored the recesses of her mouth she felt the
head of his cock push at the entrance of her cunt. She tried to
protest around his tongue still lodged in his mouth as he slid
his dick past her outer lips. His first stroke inside her was
slow and gentle and he repeated it time and time again slowly
working into a rhythm. She had moved her head from side to side
but couldn't break free of his lips and tongue.

Once he had established a steady tempo he broke his lip-lock on
her to in time to hear a moan of pleasure escape from her lips.
He increased his tempo as he felt her contract under him an
orgasm building inside her. She felt a warmth in her belly even
as her mind told her how disgusting this was. He looked down on
her face to see the play of emotions running across her mind
under her tightly closed eyes. Her heavy breathing and panting
between moans of pleasure in stark contrast to her crinkled
forehead showing her stress as he steadied into a slow pace now.

As his hands moved down the poor girl's body he wrapped his large
hands around her silky thighs. Pulling evenly on her legs he
pulled them up from where the where hanging over the bed. In
doing so he pulled them further apart and lifting them higher
placed them up and over his shoulders. Even being as young and
flexible as she was Kristen found this position uncomfortable to
begin with. As she whimpered in discomfort in this new position
his hands traveled back up her body to her breast. As he squeezed
her firm chest in his strong hands he drove his cock into her
deeper and farther with each stroke. His new rougher strokes
drove poor Kristin to the fifth orgasm of her young life.

As she came down from the pleasure of her orgasm he increased the
force of his thrust with each stroke. She had begun to feel some
pain as he pounded her ever harder. Finally unable to take the
pain any longer she begged him to be gentle.

Her pleas falling on deaf ears he rammed his cock into her
violently as he pinched her nipples eliciting a shriek of pain
from the poor girl. When she felt him bury his cock in her and
stop she understood what was about to happen.

"No!" she screamed terrified he would impregnate her with his
seed. "No Stop I'm not protected. DON'T!" she cried as she felt
the first jet of his seed shoot into her unprotected womb. She
tried to pull away from him hoping to get away before anymore of
his sperm found its way in her. As she tried to use her legs to
push away from him Bob looked down at her as she struggled to get
his cock out of her. He grabbed her hips and pushed in farther as
she screamed in protest. He found her struggles exciting and
could see no reason to tell her he was sterile. He was having too
much fun watching her squirm.

When he finished having emptied his load in her he collapsed on
top of her tired and exhausted from his exertions. Her legs
falling back to the floor no longer held on his shoulders she lay
there crying as he lay on top of her. She sobbed and whimpered
again tears falling freely from her eyes.

After ten minutes of being crushed under him he finally rolled
over and she took a deep breath now feeling relief from the
pressure. As soon as she had caught her breath she started to get
up from the bed.

"Where the hell do you think your going?" Bob asked her.

"Just to the bathroom." She said weakly tears still running down
her face.

"Fine." He said as he watched her walk into the bathroom. Just as
the door closed her heard her sobbing break out into cries of
despair. He lay on the bed and listened to her uncontrollable
mental breakdown.

After relaxing for a half hour he began to prepare for the next
set of photos he wanted to take of her.

Finally after forty-five minutes she emerged from the bathroom
she had dried her eyes but still looked like hell as she stood
before him trying to cover herself with a hand towel. Her hair
now a mess her eyes bloodshot from crying, her posture sunken as
she walked before him her spirit broken. He could still see his
hand prints in red on her breast.

"Here put this on." He said handing her the Army uniform she had
worn before. "You might as well sense you already look thepart."

She looked at the outfit surprised, this was a whole outfit not
some skimpy imitation as the others she had worn that night. She
put the out fit on happy to see it came with a set of matching
white panties and bra, along with a green t-shirt that fit her
snuggly and the standard regular issue camouflage Shirt and
pants.

As soon as she was dressed he approached her and quickly grabbed
her arms pulling them behind her back. She felt the rope slide
first around one wrist then the other. He pulled the two ropes
tight then circled each wrist again. He quickly had her wrist
secured behind her back and as she tried to pull her wrist apart
she found he had done it quite securely. She let out another
grunt when she felt him pull her arms up behind her and felt him
tie them to a rope from the ceiling.

She watched as he next dropped a drape from the ceiling it was a
painting of a stone wall like you would find in a dungeon, castle
or prison. Finding herself tied before the painting Bob moved
back to his cameras and began taking photos of her. This time he
gave her no direction happy just to see her hanging there in
pain. After several minutes of taking shots like this he moved
out from behind his cameras.

He pulled a black hood over his face and pulling a knife from a
cabinet drawer approached Kristin as she hung there in pain. As
she looked at the Knife she thought it looked just like the
rubber one Billy had used before. As Bob brought the blade of the
knife to her shirt she discovered it was anything but rubber.

He sliced the camouflage shirt off her in a few slices from the
knife. He took several more photos of her with the remnants of
the shirt hanging from her arms. Next he returned to where she
hung and cut several slices into the front of her t-shirt as she
cried. Next using a tube of red lipstick he ran it across her
flesh through the cuts he had made in her shirt. Then he draped a
whip over her shoulder and returned to his cameras. Happy with
the results as she hung there shirt ripped open. She looked like
she had been whipped by someone leaving her beaten and wilted.

After getting all the shots he wanted he again returned to her
and pulled her pants down violently ripping them from her body.
After more photos of her that way he ripped her t-shirt from her
body and again took more photos of her.

Next he stuffed remnants of her t-shirt into her mouth and
ripping her bra from her body he used it to tie and secure the
rag in her mouth. Taking the time to get more shots of her like
this he then focused the cameras on her and set them to take
photos every 20 seconds.

He then approached her and ripping the panties from her waist she
was left with only scraps of her shirts hanging form her wrist.
He moved behind her dropped his pants and began to take her doggy
style.

He was rough and forceful grabbing her breast and spanking her
ass as he drove his cock into her. She whimpered and cried into
her gag hoping he would stop. His assault finally ended when he
again filled her with his sperm. This second ejaculation inside
her driving her even wilder than the first. She was already
worried she would get pregnant from the first time he came in her
but now as he did it again she was frantic to clean it out of
herself.

Then to her horror he left her hanging there as he grabbed a
camera and began taking close-ups of the liquid now running out
of her pussy and down her thighs. Finished photographing her he
went to gather his things. When he was ready to go having shut
down the computers lights and cameras and having made a few phone
calls he approached her carrying a black trench coat.

It was already 11:30 and he had a big day planned for her
tomorrow. Using the knife he cut her free and handed her the coat
telling her to put it on. As she reached to pull the gag from her
mouth he angrily told her again to put on the coat. Slipping the
coat on over her naked body he grabbed her arm and led her out of
the studio and to his car.

On the way to his car she tied the coat shut and pulled the gag
from her mouth. They drove in silence to his house.

Once inside his house he led her to his bedroom and told her to
shower and clean herself up. Kristin spent the next hour trying
to wash away the remnants of the night from her body. As she
walked out of the room wearing a towel he ordered her to lose the
towel telling her she would always sleep in the nude with him. As
soon as she lay down next to him he guided her to ride his cock
as he placed her on top of him. 
He made love to her twice more through the night each time
leaving his sperm in her cunt. He woke her in the morning she was
exhausted. Handing her a breakfast sandwich he began to ask her
questions.

When was her period? How heavy was it normally? How had she
enjoyed the sex? She answered the barrage of embarrassing
questions as quickly as she could.

He then told her that she would start taking birth control pills
as soon as her next period was over. She then began to cry
telling him she may not have another period after he had put his
"stuff" inside her all night. As she cried and whimpered in
despair he finally let her in on his little secret. Telling her
he was sterile and there was no chance she would get pregnant
from his sperm. As she relaxed hearing his news she tried to calm
down and collect herself when he told her what was about to
happen.

He informed her his partner would be by shortly to fuck her and
she had to make a decision. His partner refused to wear a rubber
and he was very potent having four children already claimed Bob.
She could let him shot his load in her cunt and take the chance
on becoming pregnant, or she could take it in the ass and suffer
through that pain and humiliation or she could take it in her
mouth. If she took it in her mouth she would have to swallow
every drop or be punished.

At first she objected to it all claiming she had never agreed to
have sex with anyone else. But Bob made a persuasive argument
which quickly changed her mind. And then he asked for her answer
telling her he had to prepare her as his partner would be her in
half an hour.

"Well Kristin where do you want it?" He asked her grinning. 


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