Dear Diary Ch. 04

"Technical nudes?"

"Anything where you're not wearing a bra or panties but are technically covered. Think topless with your arms crossed over your chest to cover your nipples or clutching a towel against your chest after stepping out of the shower. Even with full nudes, we try to hold that image of accidental exposure to preserve the innocence factor."

"I need to talk to our other partner before deciding to go that far, but I'm willing to do however many shoots you like," I said, glancing back at Julie to see her nodding. "The bra and panty shots are fine, although I'm not sure they'll be very popular."

He shook his head as he led us up the stairs and into the office. "Don't sell yourself short. If Vanessa can get your pictures posted tonight, you'll have a couple of hundred comments by this time tomorrow. We get a few trolls, but most of them will be from men with a special fondness for petite girls. You can look over this while I fill out the relevant information."

The contract was as basic as you could get. I was permitting them to use the photos we took today in exchange for payment that would be delivered after the shoot was completed. "Release of liability?"

"Standard protection for us," he said, glancing up at me. "The website is open to the public, so there's always a chance someone could recognize you and approach you publicly. You're just acknowledging that and promising not to sue us if one of your fans gets a bit too forward."

"That shouldn't be a problem," Julie chuckled. "Our boyfriend is attending USC on a football scholarship and can be rather intimidating. He's a total pussycat, but he's very protective of us."

"That should discourage any over amorous suitors," he laughed as he turned the contract he was filling out toward me. "This is identical to the one you were looking at with the amounts and dates filled in. I just need you to print your name here and sign it at the bottom. There's a second line if you want to use a screen name. We'll just list you as Matilda if you don't want to pick one, but Vanessa can register your screen name on the website if you'd like to respond to your fans."

I thought for a moment as I wrote out my name and signed it, then put down Matilda Lynn as my screen name. Julie was the only person outside my family who knew my middle name, so it was unlikely anyone could connect it with Matilda Renolds.

"That's just perfect," he said as he pulled out a business card and wrote something down on it before handing it to me. "The password will prompt you to change it when you first log in, but you should be on the website tonight. Now we just need to find something to wrap all that adorable in so we can take some pictures."

He led us through the back door of the office into an enormous studio. There were several sets laid out like rooms from a house so the photos would look natural. "It's pretty basic, but it's always a popular choice among our clients. There's a changing room in the corner there."

I looked over and smirked when I saw him holding a schoolgirl outfit. "We did want cute and innocent. The schoolgirl look will cover that and seems to be a fairly common fantasy for men of all ages. I'm a bit surprised you have one in my size though."

"I should probably explain the website a bit better. When we started it, all our original models were eighteen but could pass for younger. We wanted to make a place where our clients could share and admire pictures of younger-looking girls without feeling like perverts. What we didn't realize is how many teenage girls would find the site. We started getting photo uploads from teenage girls who just wanted someone to tell them they were pretty and it kind of took off from there." He nodded to the outfit he was holding. "Alice asked if she could do a photoshoot for the website when she was fourteen and picked this to wear for it."

I looked toward the dressing room and shrugged before I started peeling my shirt off. "You're going to see my bra and panties anyway, so no reason to be modest about it. I'm curious though, why pay for models when you have so many girls uploading photos for free?"

"Quality for one," he chuckled. "Most of our user-submitted photos are taken with a cell phone. They've come along way, but they don't compare to professional quality equipment. It also allows a wider variety of shots that show a bit more than our users are willing to. So, can I count on you for at least four shoots?"

I nodded as I smoothed the skirt down over my hips. "That's all I can commit to for now. If you're right about how I'll be received, I'm pretty sure I can convince my partners that going beyond the innocent pictures would be good for me. So, how do I look?"

"You look delicious, darling. The clients are just going to eat you up," Johnathon said as he looked me over and grabbed his camera. "We'll start in the living room. We're looking for cute and innocent right now, and you don't need any help with those. Just try to look natural and smile, let me worry about the pictures."

I moved around the mock-up living room, stopping for a couple of minutes at a time for different activities you would expect from a teenage girl. Johnathan would direct me to a slightly different pose on occasion, but he mostly just moved around snapping pictures. We went through shots in the kitchen and bedroom, with Johnathan changing memory cards between them, before he called for a stop.

"I'm not sure we got your panties in any of them, but that shot of you bending over to check the bottom shelf on the fridge is going to raise a few heart rates, not to mention that one of you sprawled over the chair talking on your phone."

"I thought they would work well, but we should have at least one good panty shot," I said, looked at him. I was right between him and the bed, so I smiled. "Get ready to shoot, I'm going to give you the perfect accidental panty shot."

Picking up a book off the shelf, I walked over and flopped on the bed on my stomach like I was going to read it. I could hear the clicks of the camera as my skirt flew up before settling back into place.

"How was that?"

"Perfect," he laughed as he scrolled back through the pictures. "You're going to be a lot of fun to work with. I'm going to have to sort out the best ones, as I'm sure I got more than we'll need for the initial posting. If you'd like to get changed, I'll get your check and the contracts for the next three shoots filled out."

Julie grabbed and kissed me as I was hanging up the schoolgirl outfit. "I don't usually swear, but you were fucking adorable in that. If I were a dirty old man, I'd be drooling all over you."

I giggled as I stretched up to kiss her again. "Maybe we should get one for ourselves? I have to admit I had a lot of fun doing that. It was like a chance to relive my early teenage years in a better light."

"I'm not sure Bruce is ready for a schoolgirl outfit. He's pretty vanilla for a guy that banged half the girls in our school. Let's get him used to what we have and we'll work our way up to that eventually."

I just smirked as I bent down to pick up my clothes. Vanilla was the perfect description for my brother. He was an amazing lover, but he wasn't very imaginative. Wanting a blowjob from the two of us together was as far as he'd gotten after almost nine months of sleeping with both of us.

Johnathan had the contracts waiting when we got back to the office and was already going through the pictures on his computer. "Damn, I didn't realize my butt was that cute."

He grinned as he flipped to another picture. "I think this one's better from a teasing perspective. Your skirt has fallen a bit more and the shadows almost hide your panties. We can mark your set with a note that more pictures are coming soon to tantalize your audience a bit and drive up your popularity for when we do show a bit more."

Turning to face us, he slid a check, the contract for today and three more contracts across the desk. "We just need your initials on the contract for today showing you received payment. I'd like to do a set a week for the next three weeks, but I've set the completion date a week past that on the contracts. I wasn't sure when your classes started or if you have a regular job, so we have a little wiggle room on your schedule. My schedule is usually open, but if you call the day before I can make sure we're set up and ready when you arrive. That card has my cell number, just try not to call after eight as I'm usually tied up, literally."

Julie and I shared a smile before I started signing the contracts. "We're usually pretty busy ourselves that time of night and the phone is the last thing we're thinking of. Classes don't start for a few weeks, and my job is only a couple of days a week so there shouldn't be an issue with getting in once a week. I'll still call and let you know the day before, just to make sure we don't have any scheduling conflicts."

"That would be perfect," he said as he took the contracts. "Vanessa probably won't be in for a couple of hours, but I'll be able to go through the photos and choose the best ones for the site before she gets here. She should be able to get them loaded tonight and you'll have adoring fans by morning. Let me get these filed, then I'll show you out and tell Craig the good news."

I put the check in my purse as he filed my contracts and Julie grabbed our bag of toys. Craig was behind the counter when we got back downstairs and smiled when he saw us. "So, how did it go?"

"She's simply gorgeous, and the camera loves her."

Craig rolled his eyes at Johnathan. "You'll have to excuse him, he hasn't been spanked in a couple of days. I was more interested in knowing if you're coming back."

"I've signed on for three more sets," I replied, smirking. "So you're getting your progressive layout. We need to discuss it with our partner, but I'm sure I can convince him to go along with me doing a set for the adult section of the site as well. I need more time to think about the live show option, but I'll get back to you."

"That's for the best, considering you're doing a progressive set," he laughed. "You'll build up a large following over the next month. If you decide to do live shows at that point, you won't have any problem filling the booths. Were you going to register for the website?"

"I've got her information so Vanessa can set her up."

"Good," he said, nodding to Johnathan. "Vanessa will set you up with full member access. If you decide you want to do a show, you can check the stage schedule on the website and reserve a time slot. We've tried to make it as easy as possible for our performers since most of them are college students doing this as a sideline once or twice a month. You could get away with weekly shows and still fill every seat asking twice what most performers can."

"I thought a hundred dollars a seat sounded a little high."

He smirked and waved us down the counter so Johnathan could ring up another customer. "Let's put it this way. There's a couple of dozen clubs in the city where your girlfriend could walk in the door and get hired on the spot, but a thousand dollar night is several hours of hustling for VIP shows. There's supposedly a strict no touching policy at those places, but the bouncers look the other way during VIP shows as long as the dancer doesn't object and there's no penetration. She could do a bit better here if she built up a fan-base, but fifty for a normal solo show is about the limit. Niche shows can go higher because you're targeting a specific audience. In your case, watching a fourteen-year-old girl masturbate would be illegal, but you could let them legally experience that fantasy."

"Johnathan helped me see that," I told him. "We'll be discussing it tonight after dinner. It would help with our financial situation, but I won't make this kind of decision on my own as it could affect all three of us."

"Of course," he said, looking over at Johnathan. "Protecting the people you love is important. Speaking of people you love, I should probably let you go before Vanessa arrives. I called her in early so she could get your pictures posted."

"Don't want her to catch you flirting with the models?"

Johnathan snorted at my teasing tone. "More like he doesn't want her scaring you away. Vanessa's a sweetheart, but she's very submissive. As soon as she sees your pictures, she's going to ask Craig if she can serve you during your sessions and he always gives her permission."

"Because she has a better eye than you do, and that's saying something," Craig laughed. "Vanessa is an artist. She notices when a small shift of your body would make for a better shot and makes suggestions. If a model happens to be a bit tense before a shoot, her offer to help them relax is just that. She doesn't expect or want any reciprocation, and she isn't offended if they turn her down. A little disappointed maybe, as she doesn't get to play with other women very often, but she accepts it. Do me a favor though? I don't know how open your relationship is, but if you can't or don't want to play, be honest about it."

"We haven't discussed that either, but we'll add it to the list for tonight," Julie said, surprising me a bit. She'd offered me the opportunity to play around with other women when we'd first gotten together, but I hadn't taken her up on it. "We really should get going though. Bruce has been unpacking all day so we need to get home before he decides to try cooking."

She was trying to get us out of here. I didn't know what was on her mind, but we needed to talk privately. "He can cook, as long as you consider meat with a side of meat to be dinner. I would prefer an actual meal though, and we need to stop by the bank anyway. I'll give you a call on Tuesday to schedule our next shoot."

I waited until Julie had programmed the GPS and was on the road before I glanced over at her. "Okay, what happened back there? We both know I'm kind of slutty, so I'm not adverse to us playing around with other women, but I thought you wanted exclusivity?"

"You're not slutty, you love sex, and I think you've corrupted me," Julie replied absentmindedly. "It was just, Craig basically said Vanessa was going to offer to go down on you to help you relax before your shoot. Is it weird that the idea of watching another woman go down on you gets me a bit hot? I'm not saying you have to do anything, but I thought we should at least talk about the possibility."

"You already know my opinion," I reminded her. "I love you and Bruce even more than I love sex, but I've watched Bruce have sex with several other women, so I know sex can be just for fun as well. You need to decide if you're comfortable with the two of us playing with another woman."

"We'll need to get Bruce's opinion as well. Your excitement every time he fucked a new girl made me reevaluate my opinion on sharing because I realized it was kind of hot knowing my boyfriend was such a stud. I mean, how many guys can say they had sex with the entire cheer-leading squad," she snickered. "I doubt he'll mind being able to have sex with other women still. Hopefully, he'll be a bit more selective with two live-in girlfriends, but I wouldn't mind hearing about him nailing the occasional sexy coed."

"I think he'll surprise you there," I chuckled. "He got his training schedule last week and is a bit worried he'll be able to keep up with the two of us between football and classes. If we give him permission he might pick up a girl at an away game, but I don't think he'll be looking all that hard."

She looked relieved and I smiled as I reached over to put my hand on her leg. "We should also make sure our boundaries are clear. When I said the two of us, I meant exactly that. I won't be doing anything with anyone else unless we're together. This is far more important to me than a moment's pleasure."

Julie smiled as she reached down to squeeze my hand. "Me too. What the three of us have is the most important thing in my life."

She squeezed my hand one more time before letting go and focusing on the road. I stayed quiet and let her. We were hitting late afternoon, and the traffic was far worse than I'd imagined. It was better than Boise in a way, as people weren't stupidly aggressive, but there were just so many of them. Thankfully the bank wasn't far out of the way, and someone was nice enough to let us back into traffic once we finished making my deposit.

"Tacos or Subway?"

Julie didn't look over but I could still see her eyes roll. "Save it, please? I know you're excited about your new jobs, but we need to start building up our savings in case of an emergency. My parents' version of grocery shopping included filling that giant chest freezer with enough meat to last us six months and stocking our cabinets to overflowing with non-perishables. They more than implied I was free to use the credit card for anything, but I'd like us to be self-sufficient. I left ground sirloin in the refrigerator to make dinner tonight, so we can make tacos if that's what you're in the mood for."

I just nodded, understanding what she was getting at. We had to watch our budget for the next couple of months because we'd chosen to live off-campus. Our housing grants activated as soon as classes started, but it took six to eight weeks for them to go through. If we were in the dorms it wouldn't matter, as the school would let your dorm fees float until your grant paid them, but we had to cover ourselves until then.

"Frugal it is, and it will probably be healthier than that taco place as well. After my first show, I'm going to splurge a bit and take us out someplace nice though. I know you don't want to let your parents support you, but will you let your girlfriend? Even if I'm only doing two shows a month on top of my design work, I'll be making more than enough to cover our bills."

"You seem pretty sure Bruce won't object to you doing live shows."

"I know my brother, his main concern will be for my safety. The stage is secure, and the entrance to the performers' dressing room opens into the store so anyone approaching me would be in clear view of the security cameras. My brother also knows me," I sighed. "He knows all about my insecurities and will understand why I want to do this, just like you did."

Julie smiled as she parked the car then leaned over to kiss me. "We've all got our insecurities, lover. At least you have a damn good reason behind yours. I've had straight A's on every report card, yet I'm still worried I'm going to flunk out of college."

I kissed her back and smiled. "Never going to happen. If you need more time to study, that offer to support you was very real. I'd planned on making the offer once I finished my degree and started working full time so you could focus on school, but I'll be making enough that you and Bruce won't have to work."

Julie shook her head. "I appreciate the offer, but I'm not going to let you commit to that yet. Do a few shows first. If you enjoy doing them and want to continue, we'll discuss it then, but I don't want you feeling you have to keep doing them to support us. We're partners, we'll find a way to make this work that all of us can live with. For now, though, we should get inside before Bruce decides to try cooking dinner himself."

We grabbed all the bags and went inside, but we were too late. The smell of cooking meat greeted us as we opened the door and kicked our shoes off. Bruce heard us come in and shook his head as we put the bags down before heading to the kitchen.

"Don't give me that look," he smirked. "I'm just getting a head start on whatever you have planned for dinner, and I'm pretty sure I can handle browning meat on my own."

Julie smiled as she reached into the cabinet above the stove and pulled out the taco seasoning. "It's not that we don't think you can cook meat, we just don't think you can cook anything to go with it. Tilly, can you start prepping the toppings while I get the sides started?"