During the following week nothing exciting happened in Lynda's life unless you consider her new found pleasure of masturbating. Although she had just discovered the act, she had already became obsessed with it. Every night as she went to bed her fingers would be buried in her wet pussy. Again in the morning she would be at it again. She just couldn't get out of bed without an orgasm. A few mornings she was a little rushed as she got ready for school because of her morning activities but aside from that, nothing was different.

The day finally arrived when she had the interview with the photographer. She wanted to wear her new dress so she would look nice but her father told her the photographer had said to wear casual clothes. She was a little disappointed until her father said that there would be a photo shoot later in the afternoon and if the photographer decided to use her, she would be posing for him. That news changed her mood from disappointed to almost giddy.

They arrived at the studio and the photographer ushered them into his office. He sat down at his desk, shuffled through a few papers, them handed them to Lynda's father. He then addressed Lynda. "You name is Lynda, right?"

"You!" Lynda excitedly answered before remembering her father's instructions. "Er... yes, sir"

"That's OK. Things aren't too formal around here. My name is Don. I was impressed with you at the show last week and even more impressed when I looked at your pictures." He handed the girl a stack of pictures as he spoke. Don paused while Lynda thumbed through the pictures. Her smile seemed to grow even bigger if that was possible. As she studied the pictures, her father handed the papers he had been given back to Don. Once Lynda finished looking at the pictures, Don continued. "I need another model..."

"Yeah! I'd model for you!" Lynda interrupted.

"Not so fast," Don chuckled. "Let me finish before you answer. What I need is an underwear model for a catalog I'm working on. You'll have to pose wearing only panties and a bra or undervest. I'll have other jobs later but right now that's all I have. You still want to model for me just wearing underwear?"

Lynda thought for a moment. She desperately wanted to be a model, even if it was just underwear, but would her father let her? She looked over at him to see what he thought. He smiled and nodded. "OK." Lynda told Don. She tried to sound a little reserved. After all, she didn't want to look too anxious to pose in just underwear in front of her father.

"Great!" Don exclaimed. "We can start today if you like. I have a shoot scheduled with a few other models today for the catalog." Lynda nodded enthusiastically without looking at her father this time.

"OK, follow me," Don said as he stood up and led them into his studio. "I don't have much of a dressing room but you can change behind that screen," Don explained pointing to a screen in the corner of the large room. "Each set is numbered. I'd like you to put on the pieces with the same number, and then bring the number out with you so I can catalog it. I'll be photographing others too so you might have to wait a little. Once I get a picture of you in the set, you go back and change into the next one, OK?"

"Yup! I can do that!" Lynda answered. As they were talking, a few more people came in. What surprised Lynda was there was not only two more girls but also three boys.

"OK everybody. Change into your number one outfits and we can get started. Two of the boys and the other girls went over to racks scattered about the room and started undressing. The remaining boy went behind a screen in the opposite corner from the one Lynda was going to use.

"Dad, there's boys here," Lynda whispered to her father. He nodded but didn't say anything. "Am I supposed to model in front of them?"

"Sure," her father whispered back. "It's not like you won't be wearing anything. You'll still be covered. Of course, if you don't want to do it, we can leave."

The last thing Lynda wanted to do was leave and miss the chance at modeling. She had already changed in front of boys at the fashion show so this was really no big deal she thought. Saying nothing more, she went behind the screen and stripped her clothes off. The first outfit was a pair of plain white cotton panties and a vest. She put them on and stepped out from behind the screen.

The other kids were dressed in regular clothes. She looked at Don and saw he was taking a picture of one of the boys. What she saw made her feel a lot better. The boy was only wearing a pair of briefs and a tee shirt. He looked to be about the same age as she was. Looking at him she could see why he was a model.

Don finished with the boy, then one of the girls, and finally called Lynda. She walked into the lights and stood waiting to be told what to do as she had watched the other models. Don asked her to turn around, which she did. He then walked up to her and smoothed the waistband on the back of her panties. Lynda hadn't had time to react to his action when he told her to turn again.

She turned back around to find Don on his knees. He reached up and poked a finger into each leg hole of her panties. Lynda blushed as he smoothed the panties by sliding his fingers down as he pulled on the panties. She humped slightly as his fingers almost grazed her pussy. Quickly he pulled his hands away. "Perfect!" he muttered as he went behind the camera, posed her, and snapped a few pictures. "All set," Don then said, followed by, "Next?"

Lynda looked at her father as she walked back to her screen. He smiled at her. She went behind the screen and as soon as she was out of sight, reached down and cupped her pussy like she was checking to see if it was all right. It had felt strange to have a man's fingers so close to her naked slit. Lynda tried to sort out her feelings. Tony had touched her there too but that was before she had discovered masturbation. Being touched there now took on a whole different meaning to her.

"Hurry up!" Lynda heard her father half whisper. The next outfit was similar to the first only this one had a flowered print. She quickly put it on and went back around the screen. No sooner did she come out than Don called for her.

Lynda again was under the bright lights. She wondered if the boy was there and what he was wearing this time but the lights were too bright for her to see. Don again had her turn around then turn again to face him. This time he didn't touch her and just went behind the camera. The thoughts that went around in her head confused her. It had been embarrassing to have him poke his finger into her panties but she was a little let down when he didn't do it again. Don posed her, snapped his pictures, and dismissed her.

The next outfit was a panty and bra set. She had never worn a bra before. It felt strange to have something not only that tight but that small covering her almost nonexistent breasts. It made her feel a little more naked with the set on. She stepped out from behind her screen to wait her turn.

The boy was there this time. He was wearing a colored tee shirt and underpants of the same color. His were different from what she had seen before. They were tight but had short legs like boxers. She liked the way they looked on him. Don called the boy up, took his pictures, then called Karen.

Again she was told to turn then turn again. Don slipped his arms under hers and adjusted the bra strap. His hand then went to one of the cups. He slipped a finger in to adjust it. Lynda felt his finger slide over her little mound then stop right at her nipple. She was surprised when she felt it harden. As Don adjusted the garment, his finger strummed her nipple. A smile came over her face. Having her nipple rubbed by him felt good. Don then switched to the other cup and adjusted that one too with the same results. As he finished and walked back to the camera, Lynda looked down and saw her nipples poking out slightly under the thin material of the bra.

Don posed her, snapped a few pictures, and had her change into her last outfit. This one was also a bra and panty set but the panties were bikini style. As she changed into them, she heard Don tell the other two girls and two of the boys they were all done. Lynda pulled up the panties and looked down. She liked the look of the bikini style. They made her feel like a sexy woman instead of a little girl. She stepped out to find the boy posing underwear was still there.

Don called for her. She was now used to him adjusting her clothes but didn't expect him to do what he did. He walked up to her, reached to the side of the panties and tugged, pulling them almost to her slit. He then reached into the leg hole and pulled the crotch away from her pussy. She knew everyone could see the side of her now exposed hairless cunt and went to reach down but Don had already pulled them up some. He then proceeded to smooth them so they were riding much lower on her hips. He adjusted the bra much the same way as he had adjusted the other one. After taking a few pictures, Don told her not to change yet but to wait while he took some pictures of the boy.. He then called the boy up.

The boy this time had no tee shirt of but had another pair of the underpants that Lynda thought looked like tight boxers. Lynda watched as Don had the boy turn then adjusted the back of his underwear so it seemed to show off his rear. The boy turned around. Lynda watched wide eyed as Don's hand went into the boy's underwear and adjusted his cock and balls, then the front. After the adjustment, Lynda thought he poked out even further. The sight of his bulge excited her.

Don took a few pictures then called Lynda up as he walked toward the boy. "Lynda, this is Bruce. Bruce, Lynda. I'd like to take a few pictures of you two together," Don told them. He then proceeded to pose them, snap a picture, then repose them. After a few pictures, he walked back to them. Lynda watched as he readjusted the legs of Bruce's underwear. Don then turned his attention to Lynda.

Don told her to turn around. Lynda complied. Don then pulled her panties half off. Lynda could feel then again almost to her slit in the front and she knew that half her ass crack was exposed in the back. Strangely, instead of being embarrassed, she found it exciting to be almost nude. Don took a cloth with powder on it and ran it around her waist. "Your skin is too shiny," he mumbled. He then pulled on one of the leg holes and ran the cloth between her legs, repeating the same motion with the other leg hole. He pulled the panties back up and, after adjusting them, stood back. "Damn, I got some powder on the panties. Sit down and open your legs."

Lynda blushed knowing how she'd look but did as he asked. Don took another cloth and rubbed the powdery spot. Although embarrassing for him to do that, Lynda was more humiliated by her own body. She liked him rubbing her. Too soon Don stopped and went back to his camera. After he snapped some more pictures, he told Bruce to wait aside.

"I'd like a few pictures from the back. Would you mind slipping of the bra so the strap won't show?" Don asked Lynda.

She wasn't sure what to do. "Daddy?" Lynda called out hoping for some guidance.

"Do what he asks," he father answered. "...unless you'd rather not. We can leave if you want to."

Lynda thought for a moment. She already had her top bared a week ago so it wasn't something new to her. The bra was a stretchy type so she, turned toward the wall, reached down, and pulled it up over her head. Now, clad only in panties, Lynda posed as Don instructed her to. Lynda started to relax as she posed. Don took a few more pictures of her back then said, "I need a few more from the front. Could you turn around?"

Lynda turned around, folding her arms over her chest as she did. Don seemed to ignore her arm covered chest as he posed her for some pictures. "Put a hand on your hip," Don instructed. Lynda dropped one of her arms and did as he asked. Don again began taking pictures but now was muttering a few words. "Excellent! ...Beautiful! ...Great! ...Nice!" he was saying in between giving Lynda pose instructions. His compliments started to build Lynda's confidence. "Great, now both hands on your hips," Don instructed.

Lynda, being caught up in posing, didn't hesitate as her other arm dropped exposing her mounds. She was actually enjoying herself as she twisted and turned to pose. The fact she was topless no longer bothered her at all. Don stopped taking pictures for a moment and put a new roll of film into the camera. As he did, he told Lynda, "I'd like to get a few without the panties." Lynda's smile left her with the shock of the statement. "I know you're young and most little girls are too shy to pose but I don't think you're a little girl. You're a natural in front of the camera and I think you'd look great. What do you say?" Don continued.

Lynda again was confused as to what to do. The "little girl" comment made her want to do it but she wasn't sure what her father would think. "Daddy?" she questioned.

"If you want to, go ahead," her father stated.

"Why not?" thought Lynda as she shoved the panties to her ankles. She kicked them away and proudly stood waiting for Don.

"Fantastic!" Don exclaimed. He then started to instruct the girl in how to pose. Lynda heard the shutter clicking as Don kept repeating compliments and instructions to her. Lynda's father was even complimenting her now. Lynda felt not only excited posing nude, she felt sexy.

Don finished the roll of film. "Bruce, let's get some pictures of the two of you together."