Letty's Diary - Chapter 1 
By: Isabella Reyes
March 2001


    This is a new idea for a story I had. Let me know if you think I should 
continue it. It is 
written in first person, as a girl writing in her diary... sorry if it 
confuses anyone. The main 
character is Leticia (Letty), a 16yo high school student. She has brown long 
hair and eyes. Her
figure is curvy, but not as curvy as she'd like it. She is Latina, both 
parents from Mexico. Her 
measurements are 34b-28-36. She is  5-02 and weighs about 115 pounds... 
Now... on with the 
story. 


Dear Diary, 

    Today sucked at school as usual. Lisa totally embarrassed me in Math 
class. She told Dave
that I had a crush on him. I wanted to run and hide I was so embarrassed. 
Anyways, I don't 
know if Dave took her seriously. Still no date for the Spring formal... hope 
I get to go. Would be
so cool to be one of the only sophomore there. ((Fingers crossed!!!)) After 
school is really what
I wanted to write about today. I went to the mall and bought some clothes and 
got some new 
underwear at VS. So I am walking out to the bus stop and this guy walks up to 
me and starts
talking to me. He must've been like 40. He said his name was Allen. He 
started flirting with me 
and I was like so not interested. Anyways, he says that he's this big shot 
photographer and all 
and asks if I have ever wanted to model. I told him 'no' and he said he'd pay 
me to let him take
some pics of me. I figured that he was some perv or something and I declined. 
He gave me $20 
and said that he was sorry he wasted my time. Then he went and sat on the bus 
bench. When 
the bus arrived,  he got on and sat near the front, and I walked to the back 
seats. 

    So when he got off, he walked back and gave me his business card. It said 
his name was
Allen Peterson and showed that he was a photographer. It had a pager number 
on it and I told
him I'd think about it. So I got home and changed and decided to give him a 
call and see what 
exactly he was thinking about. I paged him and he called back like 5 minutes 
later. He told me 
that he wanted to take sample pictures of me... nothing perverted. He told me 
I could bring a 
friend along if I felt nervous or anything. I told him it was cool and he 
asked when I was going
to be available for a photo shoot. I told him it would have to be today and 
that I'd have to be
back by 5pm so my parents didn't find out. He says that would be good and 
tells me he'll meet 
me at the busstop. I walked to the busstop and met with Allen and we walked 
to his apartment.
Once inside, he showed me his studio in a back bedroom and a room to develop 
film and all, so 
I figured he was legit. 

    I was still in my school clothes when he started taking pictures. I had 
on a pair of black 
jeans and tennis shoes, and on top I had on a blue short sleeved shirt. He 
took a whole roll of
me just posing. He asked me if I wanted anything to drink and he gave me a 
Coke.  Anyways, 
while I drank the Coke, Allen showed me portfolios of other girls he'd taken 
pics of. The first
few pictures were clothed, like the ones he took of me, but the rest were 
either in underwear or
some were even naked. I told him I was not into that and told him that I 
wanted to leave. He told
me that I wouldn't have to take pictures like that, and apologized that I was 
offended. I told him
it was ok, but that I wouldn't take pictures like that, plus I told him that 
I was only 16. He said 
that he wouldn't pressure me in any way. 

    So Allen shot another roll of me dressed. Then I felt my head getting 
fuzzy. I thought that
I got a headache from the flash or something. I didn't know what to think. I 
felt like the room 
was spinning. Allen walked over to me and asked if I was ok. I told him I was 
kinda dizzy and
he told me to sit down. Then things got really strange. Allen asked me if I 
would mind him 
taking pictures with my shirt on, but without a bra on. I didn't see the 
point of it, and being in
a daze, I told him OK. I pulled my shirt out from my pants and reached up and 
pulled the straps
down my arms, then I reached behind and unhooked it and pulled it out from 
under my shirt. I 
felt my nipples harden in the cold room. I put my bra on the table and Allen 
began to take more
pictures. My head continued to spin as Allen took more pictures. After 
another roll or two, he 
asked me if I would take some in just my bra instead of my shirt. It was like 
I couldn't say no. I
asked if I could change in the bathroom and he said OK. 

    I went into the bathroom and pulled my shirt over my head. I put my bra 
back on. My bra 
was a white lacey one, and you could see my dark brown areolae through the 
lace. I was kinda
embarrassed about that. I grabbed my shirt and walked back into the studio. 
Allen smiled when 
he saw me and began to take pictures of me in my bra. He was saying all kinds 
of nice things to
me and my head was still spinning. I could see that he was excited at taking 
pictures of me. He 
had a big hard-on in his pants. He asked me to tease him, but not get naked, 
so I did. I slid my 
bra straps off and pulled the cups down, but didn't take it off. Allen just 
kept taking pictures. 
Allen then shocked me. He asked if he could jack off looking at me in my bra. 
I didn't say no, so
he unzipped his pants and pulled his dick out. It was pretty big and all 
hard. He put the camera
down and started jacking off. He told me to keep teasing him, but not to get 
naked. I kept my 
hands busy teasing him with my little tits. He just kept staring and jacking 
off. 

    He asked me if I had seen a cock before and I told him yes. He asked if I 
had touched one 
and I said yes again. My eyes locked on his hard dick, watching him beat off. 
 Allen asked me
if I wanted to touch it and I nodded my head. I reached forward and put my 
hand around his 
warm dick. It was slick with his pre-cum and I began to run my hand up and 
down the long
shaft. Allen began to take pictures of my hand wrapped around his dick. 
Without warning, his
dick began shooting cum out of the swollen head onto me. It landed on my bra 
and dripped 
between my tits and had my hand all sticky. Allen took a couple of pictures 
of my chest with 
his load on it and some of my sticky hand grasping his limp dick. He handed 
me a towel and I 
wiped myself off. He gave me $100 and asked if I could come back another day. 
I told him sure!
While I walked home, my mind still clouded, I wondered why I did what I did. 
I couldn't put a 
reason to it, but I was happy I did. 

Until next time, 
    Letty 



************************************************************************To be 
continued??? PLEASE let me know what you think of the format, story, or 
anything else. 
Thanks. 

Isabella