‘Oh great!’ I thought to myself, ‘another blonde bimbo’ glancing to the girl next to me. When I looked up at her, she caught my glance and smi...ed. My initial reaction had now changed to total envy, maybe even attraction. I had always considered myself a hetero. Sure I downloaded fem-fem porn every now and then, and got off on it, but I had never had a serious crush on a girl. However, I cannot away from her. I find myself staring her down, perfect blonde hair, long and silky, perfectly shaped. Do you know what will happen if Karson comes down?" I finally stuttered.She smiled."Don't worry," Shannon said.She responded by unhooking her bra, staring at me, and dropped it on the floor.I sat there with a huge hard on in my shorts. I was scared as hell but I was so turned on I couldn't think straight.Then she pulled down her underwear and stood there in front of me. Shannon was completely fucking naked.For a teenage girl, even knowing her attitude and behavior, I was absolutely fucking. Julie went to work massing all of the curls atop my head for a "sophisticated" look as she called it. Pinning my hair up with hair ornaments, she left soft wisp curls dangle along my face and neckline. When finished and without warning, she pulled out a camera and began taking photos of me as if she were a fashion photographer, asking me to "pose" for her. I reluctantly complied and was completely in shock when I saw the photos later. We repeated this throughout the day experimenting with. I’d spend it like I spent every other: alone with my camera, one last time.I hefted my trusty camera from its place amongst the junk on my dresser and powered it on while slipping into my shoes. An unusual message filled the display.Would you like to change your life?The message was impossible. There wasn’t anything on my camera able to generate a message like this. No apps, no internet…no way. But more than the impossibility of it, the question itself stuck out to me.Wouldn’t anyone, if they.