"Hey, Chad, I guess you're getting old enough to learn a little more about what life is all about, take a look through these," and he sat the box down...and went back to working on the tractor.Omigod, there were what seemed like hundreds of color photos of him and Kim. Wow. Naked, doing everything you can think of. Photo after photo of them fucking, some close-ups. Nudes of Kim, some with her legs spread wide. Even with her pulling open her pussy.Kim sucking his dick, Kim fingering herself, Kim. Part of my new contract had stipulated that I wanted to work with James whenever possible. Out of sheer luck, Damien had managed to get James to squeeze me in for my Thursday shoot. The product for the day was a new perfume by Calvin Klein called Furious.They wanted an erotic pose to go in the magazines with the fold out sample page in Vogue and several other fashion magazines. The advertising firm had also selected a male model to be in the pictures with me. James had to take enough different. I started in high school when I really had hurt both arms and I used that ploy as you called it ever since."I then asked, "So you record all of them like you did me?"He said, "Oh no, I just started doing that about eight months ago."I said, "If I asked you to show me those videos so I could watch them would you?"He sat up looking at me, I was still laid back legs open and sliding the rubber cock in and out of my pussy. I looked like I was really into all of this. I wanted him to think I was the. Even the new dinner lady knew who I was. "Well, well!" she said. "Soyou're Beverly Bassenthwaite, eh? Do you know Thomas Duffield, in theyear below you? You made fun of him in infant school, because of hislisp. You made him very, very upset. I'm his mummy." Mrs Duffield pickedup a plate of mince pie, chips and peas. "Here's your dinner. Do you wanttomato ketchup on it?" Yes please, miss," I said.Mrs Duffield picked up a bottle of tomato ketchup, and began to pour iton my chips. "A good little.