“Alli,” she whispered, “you looked beautiful tonight.” I didn't know what to say. She was with my mom. I felt like I was betraying my mom to...even talk to Margie, but at the same time, I was incredibly turned on to have her in my room. Margie sat on the edge of my bed. She had put on a short, thin neglige. She still smelled like sex. She leaned over me and quietly asked, “Do you like what you've seen, sweetie?” In the darkness I could see her eyes boring into mine. She leaned close, but. But now, we were off to the reception. My mind was a mess. My body was as well. Here I was, now at the reception, my hand in a death grip on Russ's. If you would have told me last week that I would be like this, I would have told you that you were fucking nuts. It was like I was in a daze, as we talked to different relatives, his family's and mine, and tons of family friends. And then, once the younger k**s were taken from the room, the fun began. My first coming out party. And it all started. He said he wanted to see me with other men and women, he wanted me to wear sexy clothes and appear on websites so others could see how I looked - I was shocked and scared - what happens if someone I know sees me naked on a website?? I did what he wanted, I joined a web models site and he took a few pictures of me in glamour wear - we spent a fortune on clothes .... but the reviews on the site were not good - they wanted young girls not maturing mothers.One photographer was keen however, "Would. .. Yes, Master," she whispered, her eyes flicking up to mine. As she continued, she broke into a naughty grin. "I... I like p... playing for you, M... Master."I closed my book and placed it on the coffee table, relaxing back in my chair. "Why?" I asked, smiling back at her."B... Because it t... turns you on, Master." Her chest began to rise and fall more noticeably as she stood before me. Her nipples hardened and pressed against her t-shirt. She wrung her hands together as she looked up at me.