Anyway, I mowed their yard and weeded the flower beds and stuff, you know, a little extra pocket money. I was old enough to notice pretty women, I don...��t remember when that started but I knew I liked her.’ ‘You haven’t changed, have you?’ ‘Well, I noticed you the first time I saw you, aren’t you glad?’ ‘Yes, very much. Please go on. You were sixteen.’ ‘Yeah, okay, so I would mow their yard and Mrs. Phillips would have me come inside while she made out a check and, being summer, would offer me a. I sit down on the edge with my feet and legs dangle in the water. Monica grabs my hands and pulls me down into the water with her. Within seconds of pulling me into the water, she had jumped and wrapped her legs around my waist, pressing her baby soft pussy against my lower abdomen. I slide my hands back around her ass, looking into her soft, hungry eyes. I start gently kneading her butt and ask, “So what does the birthday girl want on her special day?” Monica never verbally answered my. Her nipples were prominent in that picture. I asked John if he wanted to help with the project. Of course he said yes. Over the next couple of weeks he and I took numerous pictures of Carol. Some were sexually overt. This put a lot of sexual tension in the air. It got Carol and I hot and we'd have great sex. Soon we were spending evenings at his apartment, at restaurants, movies and out dancing. The sexual tension grew. Carol and I started going to his house right after work. She told John she. Getting mildly drunk one night, we got talking about mortality and what we'd like to do before we die. I told him all this, about how I wanted to show off my body while people would still want to see it. I even told him about my stupid modelling idea. That's when he told me about Usenet. He told me about a place where I could publish photos of myself. Erotica. Where I wouldn't get paid, but people would appreciate what I did, even if I wasn't exactly Jewell Marceau."So when do I start taking.