I am a professional child model photographer, shooting catalog fashion models; I have a studio in my basement, which cuts down on expenses.

I had been shooting Jenny, now 13 years old, since she was a baby; I'd shot her in everything from formal dresses to bathing suits. On one particular recent shoot, she was wearing a very skimpy two-piece bikini outfit, basically three triangles of material connected by thread. What parent would buy such an outfit for a 13-year-old boggled my mind; however, that outfit was what had been sent by the supplier and that was what we would shoot.

Jenny's mother, Cindy, was always present during our shoots; this was something I insisted upon, for propriety reasons, along with having a parent sign a form stating that nothing improper occurred during the shoot. Cindy was a single mom, struggling to make ends meet, and the money that Jenny's modeling brought in was a huge help to her. Jenny was beautiful, and always commanded the highest fees.

Cindy did not seem to be bothered by the skimpy outfit; I, on the other hand, was a little uncomfortable, particularly in one location that I am sure you can figure out. Jenny's nipples were like bullets this particular day, and were very prominent through the white fabric.

A few weeks after this shoot, I received a telephone call from the producer of a an internet-based nude child site, telling me that he had seen the ads of Jenny in the bikini, and asking if I'd ever shot her nude; I was taken aback by the frankness of his questions. I told him no, I'd never shot any child nude.

He offered ten thousand dollars for some topless shots, with a guarantee they would not be posted, simply as proofs to see if she was a suitable model for their site. I told the producer that I would have to discuss his proposal over with the child's mother, and for him to call me back in a few days.

I called Cindy, and asked her to stop by on her way home from work, that I had something to discuss with her. When she arrived, I fixed her a drink, and asked her to sit down.

"Cindy, a producer for an internet-based nude child site contacted me today; he offered ten thousand dollars for some topless shots of Jenny to be used strictly as proofs to see if she would be suitable for their site. They would furnish the photographer. I've checked them out, and they are well respected, and do not want anything lewd; they deal only with natural, innocent poses. I'm not going to try to persuade you one way or another; the decision has to be strictly between you and Jenny."

"God, John, I've never even thought about Jenny in a sexual way before, but she IS growing up. I'll speak with her tonight, and see what she has to say about it."

Within an hour, I received a phone call from Cindy, saying that she and Jenny had looked up the web site, and were impressed by what they saw. Jenny was willing to do it, but she'd insisted that I do the shooting. She didn't want a stranger doing it.

The next morning, the producer called; I told him the terms and conditions Jenny and Cindy had laid out. He grumbled about not using his own photographer, but said, since I had a fully equipped studio and lab, he would approve it. He would fax me a list of poses he'd want, and asked if she could wear that white bikini again. I insisted on half payment in advance, with the other half due upon receipt of the prints. The shoot was scheduled for that Thursday evening, after Cindy got off work.

When Thursday came, I was getting nervous; I could just see the cops breaking my door down, and locking me up as a pervert. When Jenny and Cindy got there, though, all my fears subsided. We went through several shoots with Jenny's top on; standing, with feet apart and hands behind her head, on her knees with them spread as wide as they would go, and Jenny leaning back on her hands. Then came the moment; I told Jenny it was time to take the top off. She grinned at her mother, reached behind her, and pulled the string. The top fell away, revealing two breasts the size of half an orange each, creamy white, capped by pale pink nipples.

I just about had an accident in my pants; this girl was gorgeous. I looked through the viewfinder on the camera, and found that I could barely make out her nipples against the creamy-white background of her breasts.

"Jesus, Cindy, she's absolutely beautiful", I told her, fighting the lump in my pants.

I asked Cindy if she had any blush she could put on her nipples. She produced some rouge, put some on her finger, and rubbed it on Jenny's nipples. The child shuddered; I believe she had an orgasm from being touched so intimately. The contrast was perfect, so we began shooting basically the same shots as we'd done with her top on.

When we were done, Jenny came over to me, and gave me a hug and a kiss. The kiss was hardly chaste, more like a lover's kiss. I immediately got hard, and I'm sure she felt it; she giggled, and ran off to get dressed.

I e-mailed the prints to the producer, and got an immediate response; they were offering Jenny a contract worth fifty grand a sitting, with a guaranteed minimum of four sittings. They would specify the shots they wanted, and I would shoot them. Most of these shots, however, would be completely nude.

I called Cindy and told her what the producer had said, and emphasized the part about Jenny being completely nude.

"Cindy, I've got to ask this question; Does Jenny have any pubic hair yet?"

"John, I really don't know. I haven't seen her naked in years."

"Well, if she does, they'll want it shaved off; they like their girls to look as young as possible to turn us perverts on."

"Does she turn YOU on?"

"I have to admit that, yes, she does turn me on. That's why I insist that you be there during all shoots."

"Well, then, I guess I'll have to keep a closer eye on you when you're around my daughter", she said, laughing.

The next day, Cindy called and told me that Jenny agreed to pose nude. I phoned the producer, and he sent me a list of poses, and sent costumes he wanted her to wear and remove.

Within a week, I received a carton of outfits from the producer; all outfits had been modeled by other young girls and the carton included photos of how he wanted Jenny posed.

I called Cindy and told her I had the outfits; we set the following Saturday as the day for the shoot. I pondered over the photos, and got hard just thinking how Jenny would look posed like that. All shots were on a bed, so I moved a twin bed from my guest room down to my studio.

The first series of photos were of Jenny in a black lace teddy with matching panties. She went to the dressing room and put the outfit on. When she came out, I thought I'd die. Her nipples were poking through the lace fabric, and her mother had applied her makeup flawlessly. The first pose was with Jenny lying on her back, gripping the headboard as if she were tied to it, and legs spread wide. The next shot was with her on her knees, and her hands behind her head. The last shot fully clothed was with her on her knees, leaning back on her hands, and her knees spread as wide as she could.

The next series started with her slowly removing the teddy; when her nipples came into view, I almost lost it. Cindy was standing next to me, and she reached over and felt my hard dick. Soon, the teddy was discarded on the floor, and we repeated the same sequence.