His studio was in fact a converted garage next to his house. I posed in various outfits and the majority of the shots were topless ones and the occasi...nal glimpse of my pussy. Within days we had the pics back and I was delighted with them. A few weeks later Joe asked if I would like to pose for some more and perhaps getting a little more risque. This time Dean, our photographer, visited us and we sat around having a glass or two of wine before we started. Dean was as professional as the first. The train finally shuddered to a halt and we were shuttled forward with the rest of the crowd. I had a moment of panic as I got separated from Jack. Being barely five feet tall, I was engulfed by the other passengers and could not see over the top to pick him out of the crowd. A hand poked through the mass of bodies and Jack pulled me to him protectively. ‘Look at that — we’ve only been married for two days and you’re already trying to run off on me,’ Jack joked. We laughed and filed onto the. After admitting to itself that it didn’t know where to even begin, it decided that maybe it should discuss this with Master. Even though it was just a little afraid of how Master might react by it coming to Him for help and also that it meant having to admit to Master it was totally helpless. It knew that Master had already figured the last part out about slave but it hated having to admit it to Him though. So after much thought it approached Master about its ignorance about doing this and. "Hey, remember the sex we hadwhen you were Fifi? It'll be like that again."Ingrid came bustling in again at that point."So, are we going ahead?" she asked. We agreed; Sally confidently, mehesitantly. "Well your sister has already transferred a deposit toour account, so we're good to go."Apparently Anna was confident Sally would talk me into it. I hate itwhen the women in my life know me so well and conspire against me.She led me next door to the photography suite, as she called it. Itwas.