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Subject: {ASSM} And the new chapter of Jenny's Uncle
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Here's the new one. Please let me know what you think.
jenny.rosario@gmail.com. Enjoy!

Jenny's Uncle, Part 11

Chapter 38

    No one answered. Megan was devastated. She thought for sure Ted would
respond to her call. It was his private number.
    She tried again and this time left a message. "Hi, this is me, Megan. I
was just wondering what you'd like me to wear for our next session." When
she finished leaving the message she thought how stupid she had sounded.
    But Ted had heard the message as it was being sent. He thought it was a
good sign that she was so concerned about the coming session that she
worried about what she would wear. And a bad sign because he did remember
clearly telling her he would provide her modeling clothes. In the end he
decided to send something over to her right away. It would be symbolic--a
container of his depilatory cream and some more of his vitamins. Both of
these had specific instructions. And she was to call him with any questions.
Young models! Ultimately worth the bother he supposed.

    When she answered the door and saw the courier there with a package
Megan couldn't have been happier. "Wow, he is thinking of me," and she
hastily signed the notice.
At first she didn't know what these things were. Then she read the note. She
went right to the kitchen for some water and took some of the pills. Then
she ran a bath and followed the instructions exactly in applying the cream.
She had only just noticed some hairs growing around her what she liked to
call 'cunny'. She didn't remember where she first heard that word. It
certainly wasn't from her mother. But she'd been noticing little sparks of
something coming from there and from her nipples lately when she washed
herself. Her heart started beating faster as she waited for the bath to
fill.
    She had spread the cream very near to her cunny opening just like Ted's
instructions as well as all up and down her legs and everything that was
covered was starting to tingle. When she got in the bath and rinsed she was
amazed at how smooth and hairless she was. It made her feel so grownup. She
loved the feeling.
    When she got out of the bath the first thing she did after putting on
her old cotton pajamas, which somehow didn't feel right anymore,  was to
read Ted's instructions again. To be safe, she thought, she took two more of
his vitamins and then went to bed. She wanted to be so ready for her session
tomorrow after school.

Chapter 39

    "Young lady, you're going to need some new clothes!"
    This was how Ted greeted Megan the next afternoon. Megan had been keyed
up all day, forget anything that she was supposed to learn in school, and
now she was at Ted's studio dressed in her everyday clothes.
    "Come in! I think you're going to be fantastic!" he said. "How old are
you anyway?"
    A cloud crossed over Megan's face. "Almost thirteen?" she said
hesitantly.
    "Perfect!" was Ted's response and immediately Megan was relieved.
    "Now I've made a spot for you close to Jenny and Reina. This is where
you'll get ready and where you'll find any clothes that I've chosen for
you." He led her to a room down  a hall. There were closets and mirrors and
makeup tables. Lights and hangers and drawers.
"Today I want to start with bra and panty sets. Did you use the cream that I
sent you? And how is your vitamin regimen going? I wonder about makeup. What
do you know about cosmetics? And your nails? You don't bite them, do you?"
    All these questions had Megan spinning.
    "Sorry, I tend to be too all-at-once. I'll stop talking."
    That's when Megan dutifully told him what she'd been doing and how
little she knew about modeling.
    "Actually that's good. You're going to get quite an education here. I'll
call in my helpers for the next sessions and you'll get your first lessons
in cosmetics. So today will be simple. Keep taking your vitamins. Can you
come tomorrow for lessons?"
    Megan thought fast. Her mom would hardly notice since she was so busy
with her work. Like Jenny's mom she was a professional, although her field
was stocks and she sometimes didn't get home till after Megan went to bed.
Megan's dad was long gone, so she spent many nights alone.
    "Yes, I can come right after school." She would tell her mom that she
was on a team, like volleyball or something. Her mom wouldn't know.
    "Great," Ted answered. "Nancy will teach you amazing stuff."
    Nancy. Megan wanted to remember that name.
    "Are you hungry?" Ted asked seemingly out of the blue. They were walking
back to the main room of his studio.
    "Yeah!" Megan answered almost too quickly.
    "Well, good, you're about to experience one of my famous fruit
smoothies!" And with that the sound of a blender took over as they sat at
what was like a soda shop counter.
Ted liked this design so much. It really made his models relax. Well, that
and his smoothies.
    After she'd drunk a glass of his strawberry-mango batch Ted asked, "so
shall we start?"
    "Sure!" Megan said.
    "Since you have followed my directions so well so far, I want to start
with a bra and panty outfit that I know will look really good on you. It's
laid out for you. Before you put it on I always have my models wear nail
polish, so do your toes and fingers, please. Take your time. Let the polish
dry before your put on your clothes. Nancy will of course teach you some
tricks of the trade, but for today we have to do what we can."
    Megan went to her makeup table and saw the polish and clothes. "Wow,"
she thought, "this is for real!" It made her all the more determined to be a
good model for Ted.
It didn't hurt that the drink was beginning to work on her suggestibility.
    He had her pose in three different sets, all happening to match her
pink-red nails that she first had worn. The first was a set of thin cotton
and a virginal white. There was pink satin piping around the edges and a
little pink bow on the bra where the two cups met. He'd taken great pains to
remove any lining from them. He wanted to get Megan used to this right away.

    This first sitting was also important in that he had to get her used to
him touching her. It started with a nudge of an elbow. Then he would move an
arm from one side of her body to the other. He would come close to brush a
hair from her cheek. He would alternate with asking (more like commanding)
her to adjust her clothing. He'd go so far as stop the whole shoot and have
her, for instance, pull her panties up to get rid of unnecessary creases. To
avoid this of course he always had his models wear small sizes. But
sometimes adjustments had to be made.
    It was on the third set where he told her to brush her breasts with the
palms of her hands. His excuse was that he needed to spotlight the shiny
nylon bra and panty set that was black and sheer. It had to be perfectly
smooth. Her breasts were not very developed, just in that growing stage,
about a 32A cup he guessed. She had, in his estimation, the beginning to
what he planned would be a wonderful pair of breasts once his vitamins
really kicked in. He'd noticed that her nipples began to stand out in the
pictures from the first set. With her stimulation in this third set they
poked through the sexy material like bullets.
    She brushed them and flushed, which made the next pictures even better.
By the end of the set her panties were showing a little moisture, and once
he caught her as she drew her hand over her crotch.
    "You are amazing, Megan!" he said as he tried to find some way to end
this first session. He automatically came toward her, and then kissed her on
the lips without thinking.
    "Mmm, thank you," she said dreamily, and she kissed him again, putting
her arm around his neck. The kiss was just a little longer than a polite
one.
    "Tomorrow, don't forget! Sessions with the famous Nancy!" he said as he
backed away. "Keep taking your vitamins! Plus you can keep this bra and
panty set--a gift for you!"
    "Thank you, thank you!" Megan said as she ran to get dressed. Ted made
himself busy with his cameras and Megan busied herself with dressing. She
kept the sheer set on underneath her school clothes.
    "Bye, see you tomorrow," she said as she scooted out the door. She was
determined to make him happy.
    He was happy already, thinking ahead about this budding model.

Chapter 40

    When Megan appeared at his studio after school the next day, Ted had
already decided that she needed some instruction in wearing hosiery. It was
his specialty and he had seen the possibilities with her.  So Megan got a
double session, not only with Nancy and makeup but with him and hosiery.
From that day on she would always model with some kind of hose. This made
sense to Megan since he had given her that cream. And she liked the dressed
up feel she had when she wore stockings. This only gradually dawned on her.
It made her feel grownup. And special. And sexy. Especially for Ted.
    This meant of course that she was required to wear high heels in every
session as well. Ted asked Nancy to measure her carefully for shoes since
she was the consummate costumer and makeup artist. He was sensitive to how
important a good fitting shoe is for a model, especially if they have to
stand in them for several hours looking fresh. Plus he wanted Megan to
really like wearing heels that showed off her developing assets. He decided
to make an investment and provide her with a whole array of shoes that she
could wear to school as well as to her modeling sessions. He really did want
her to wear beautiful shoes as a habit.
    For Megan this was as natural as Ted could have hoped. She loved shoes
anyway. When she learned that he was going to provide her with a variety of
heels of her own she was doubly excited--first that she would get free shoes
and second that she would feel so grown up being able to wear them. She
would be a little careful around her mom of course. But that would be easy.

    Ted got no pictures from this second session. He knew these preparations
with Nancy and himself were necessary anyway. Plus it gave him a chance to
show Megan the pictures from the day before. In the beginning like this he
liked to show his models the results of their work as quickly as possible.
He'd worked all night on the ones to show her.
    After her session with Nancy, the first thing Ted did was exclaim, "Wow,
are you the same girl I shot yesterday?"
    Megan was made up and looked so much older. "Oh, Ted, you know who I
am!" she said in a kind of glow. She had really enjoyed what she'd learned
from Nancy and also was turned on by how good she looked.
    "You are even more beautiful than I had imagined!" Ted responded and
gave her a hug that lifted her off the floor. "Let me look at you from a
distance."  He let her go and she pirouetted around the studio. He noted
that she'd come that day wearing a short, pleated skirt and a top that was
just tight enough to show the outline of her bra beneath. Her shoes were the
classic low-top Converse with short socks, so he knew she had a bit of a
sense of style. Heels and stockings would make a big difference even with
this outfit.
    "Beautiful!" he reacted. And that's when he launched into his lesson on
hosiery. He ended the day's session with the pictures he wanted her to see
of the day before. Megan was amazed at them. She looked so much like a
model, she thought. Ted had caught her facial expressions as well as her
poses, and these were like a revelation to her. She left his studio that
afternoon made up, excited and with a handful of pantyhose for her to try on
at home. It would be a fun night because as usual her mom would not be home
until late.

    By the time she got home, however, Megan was in a panic. She didn't know
when she was next supposed to model for Ted. A message was waiting for her.
Saturday was the big one--Ted wanted her all day. Could she get away without
causing any alarm?
    Megan had it worked out within minutes and called Ted. "And you can be
here for the whole day?" he was asking just to be clear. He'd learned that
with young teens you have to spell things out and repeat things.
    "Yeah, my mom has some kind of special meeting that day and will be gone
all evening too. At least that's what our calendar says." They'd always had
a monthly calendar on the fridge.
    "What will you tell her that you're doing that day?" Ted asked.
    "Umm, I'll say that I need to go shopping and that then I'll go to a
movie with some friends," Megan replied, which is what she would have done
on a usual Saturday when her mom wasn't home.
    "Okay. Good. Do you need a ride? I'll send a taxi at ten."    "Really?
Cool, I'll be ready." This sounded really official.
    "Don't forget your--"
    "--Vitamins! I know," she said with a grin that Ted could see through
the phone.
    "Okay, bye!"
    "Byee!"
    Ted couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. Saturday was three
days away.

Chapter 41

    Jenny noticed Megan a few times at school that week because of Megan's
new look. She saw her once from a distance and realized she was wearing
nylons and short heels. Another time she was close enough to see that Megan
was wearing some pretty cool looking makeup. But she was still upset with
her for making that phone call and almost ruining things for her and Reina
and their time with Sarah. Sarah still hadn't called back. So she made it a
point to ignore Megan as much as she could.
    But this new look intrigued her. She wondered how things were going with
Ted. Not enough to ask Megan though.  She'd snub her as long as she felt
like it.

    Meanwhile Saturday came and Megan was whisked to Ted's studio at the
appointed hour.
    She'd gotten up early and made herself up to show him what she could do.
Plus she'd worn a short skirt and hose and heels. She felt very dressy. Even
the taxi driver had commented on her look.
    "Oh my god! You look so great!" Ted exclaimed as she entered the studio.
Immediately he changed his plans. "Don't do anything! I have to shoot you
just like this!" And he swept her into a corner with a neutral backdrop and
began taking pictures practically before she had a chance to catch her
breath. These were spontaneous shots, and he got what he wanted. Sometimes
he liked to break out of the routine of posing. Megan had hardly had time to
develop a routine though, but her strength was her natural reactions. Ted
thought  that it was good to get these right away because what he had
planned for the rest of the day was quite different.
    After a quick hour, Ted finally welcomed her to sit down at his counter
where he fed his models. "You can rest now and have a drink. Then I want you
to begin changing into the outfits I have planned for today. Did I tell you
how great you look?" He was smiling broadly as he turned on the mixer.
    Megan's answer was drowned out by the machine's noise. "Which one is it
this time?" she asked as he handed her a glass filled to the brim.
    "Strawberry and raspberry this time," he said. Also some more powerful
'energy supplements' which would stimulate and relax her at the same time.
HIs pharmaceutical background and his street knowledge combined allowed him
to mix interesting formulas. He'd even managed to create a lipstick that,
upon application, had some of the 'positive' benefits of the street drug
ecstasy. Today he was going to try it out for the first time on Megan.

    "The first outfit you should wear is already laid out for you. Start by
putting on the pantyhose."
    Megan went back to her dressing room and saw that the pantyhose was
sheerer than the ones she was wearing. She'd learned form Nancy how careful
to be. Much to her surprise she'd also learned that Ted usually didn't want
her to wear panties underneath them. She peeled off her own panties and
carefully drew the hose over her feet.
    "Ted, do you want me to change my nail polish?" she called out. Ted
smiled, as he recognized that his new model was starting to understand his
routine.
    "No, I'll tell you specifically when to change it," he answered.
    She continued to dress. She liked how the hose fit tightly around her
mons and behind. The bra was a front clasp demi-bra with under wire support.
It seemed to push her little breasts up. The fit was perfect and she
marveled at how careful he was with his choices. This just underscored what
Nancy had told her this week about Ted and his meticulous planning. Then
came a satin blouse which she buttoned all the way up and a short tight
skirt that showed off plenty of leg. Finally she saw the shoes. They were
three inch high heels and open-toed, black patent leather with diamonds on
the straps across the toes. As she looked at herself in the full-length
mirror, she loved how they made her rear end stick out. The skirt clung to
her in all the right places. The blouse was shiny and suggestive.
    "Don't forget your makeup," he called out. "I have chosen a special
collection. Put your lipstick on last."
    Megan concentrated on doing the best job she could from all that Nancy
had taught her and from all that she had practiced this last week. The
lipstick gave her lips a pink glow and made her lips tingle as she strode
into the lights of the studio.
    From there it was a blur, as Ted had her almost constantly moving. He'd
cranked up the music and she felt driven along with the beat. At one point
he asked her to unbutton her blouse a little. At another point he told her
to move to the music. She eagerly took up every suggestion. She had begun to
tingle all over, not just on her lips. That was when he told her to unbutton
her blouse even more. She posed and smiled into the camera. There was a
moment when Ted was changing positions and she was able to focus beyond the
lights. She looked at him and saw a bulge in his pants. "Wow," she thought.
She wiggled her butt a little. No sooner was she moving than Ted told her to
freshen up her lipstick. He knew that each time she applied it she would be
getting a little drug dose. She dutifully went to 'freshen' and came back
floating.
    "Now unbutton the rest of your blouse and gradually take it off. I need
to get some of you in just your bra and skirt."
    He thought that by now his young model would be open to most suggestions
and he was right. She took some time, teasing him, as she removed her
blouse. She wanted to see if she could affect that bulge in his pants. The
flush in her cheeks grew and she licked her lips. She began to put a sway
into her hips as she moved.
    "Now bring your hands up your legs," Ted said. He moved closer to her.
The lights gave her legs a special sheen which he wanted to capture. "Okay,
first one leg, from your shoes all the way up underneath your skirt." She
followed his instructions. "Then the other."
He had her do this several times. This caused her skirt to ride up to just
below her crotch.
    "Now lie down and relax a little." She was breathing hard and the flush
had spread to her chest. He wanted to give her a minute to settle down.
"More lipstick," he said. "You just wait here. I'll go get it."
    When he came back she was lying there with her eyes closed and her legs
slightly apart. He bent over her and applied a layer of color to her lips.
At first she was surprised, then she willingly pouted her lips for him. When
he was done he impulsively bent down further and kissed her.
    "You're doing so well!" he said. "And now, back to work!" He took more
shots of her lying there. He had her caress her stomach. He had her bring
her legs up so that her skirt  rose to her waist. He had her get on all
fours and he took numerous shots of her from all angles.
    Then he had her unzip her skirt and gradually take it off. She was so
turned on; when she got her skirt off she couldn't help but bring her hands
to press into her hose-covered pussy. He noticed and bent down to kiss her
on the lips again. "Mm-mm, you're just fantastic," he said. He flashed on
how involved he was getting with this model. He was crossing lines he'd
never crossed before. "Okay, you need a break. Aren't you hungry?"
It had been several hours since they'd started this session.
    "Uh, yeah, I guess so," she weakly smiled.
    '"Let's get a pizza before we start the next shoot," and off he went to
call in an order.
"What do you like?"
    "Not pepperoni and not black olives!" she quickly responded.
    "Something Hawaiian maybe?" he asked.
    "Oh, yeah!" she said. She was still lying there. Then she finally
realized Ted had gone. She was all shimmery and it took her awhile to react.
She got up and went to the bathroom. It was hard for her to focus but she
knew she had some business to do. And she was hungry.

    The pizza came hot and delicious. Ted gave her plenty of water and time
to eat. He'd made a salad with arugula and tomatoes and avocado and added
his own famous dressing which included some more of his vitamins. He even
offered her a sip of his wine, though just a sip, since she was so young.
Her reaction to the wine taste told him he could incorporate more of it in
later shoots.
    "This next shoot is for a special customer in Japan. I have all that you
should wear in a pile marked 'date'.  You have to change your whole look
including your nails, so take your time, Megan. This shoot is really
important that we get it right. I'm sure it will go just great."
    Megan had finished eating and was slurping the last of another of Ted's
shakes. What he'd said had hardly phased her. She was ready for whatever
instructions she got.
    When she got to the dressing room she went right to the pile. There were
sheer black pantyhose, a cool looking silky dress and high heels, higher
than she'd worn before. The makeup included bright red nail polish and
matching lipstick. Dark eyeliner and mascara were part of the collection.
Nowhere was there a bra.
    "Ted, where is the bra?" she asked son innocently that he laughed out
loud.
    "Oh yeah, the customer wants you just to wear the dress with nothing
underneath."
He waited for a response. When he got none he went back to getting his
cameras ready.
    Megan was already working on changing her nail polish.

    She liked the red that flashed from her toes and fingers. As Nancy
taught her so recently, she took her time applying the two coats that she
needed after removing her old color. She was careful to let each coat dry.
What was this Japanese customer like? She only asked this for a few seconds.
When she saw what she was to wear she got completely distracted.
    The hose, black as it was, was special. It was very sheer and had a seam
up the back. Megan thought that that was very cool. In the heels that were
provided she felt very grownup. They were the highest heels she had ever
worn. Then, without a bra or slip, she put on the dress. It  just covered
her crotch and ass. Megan had never worn something that so covered and
exposed her. She loved how it made her feel.
    When she went out to the studio she strutted into the light.
    Ted was flabbergasted. All that he'd been grooming her for seemed to
come together in this shoot. He immediately began taking pictures. She
seemed to be completely suggestible. He especially got shots of her
pantyhose-covered crotch. He encouraged her to stroke herself especially
when he asked her to dance to the music. He'd put on some 50's rhythm and
blues. Halfway through the shoot he stopped and asked her to refresh her
lipstick again. Then he got close with some shots and kissed her for
encouragement. Her nipples immediately hardened and he got some amazing
shots then.
    She was so turned on that it was in this shoot where she got a twinkle
in her eye and brought her hand up to his groin. His hardon was so close to
her. She went for it, and looking him and his camera in their eyes she
stroked the bulge that she'd been watching for the whole shoot.
    His first reaction was to moan. Audibly moan. She heard it. He heard it.
He had never done this before. Maybe crossed the line with model and
shooter. She knew for the first time that she could cross the line too and
maybe make him do things to her that she'd been dreaming about.
    He went back to being the photographer. "Stroke your  pantyhose under
your dress," he said. She complied and played with herself while he took
more pictures. All the while he was looking into her eyes and he was
captivated by her longing. He knew he had to have her. And she wanted him of
course. Separately and silently they both decided to cautiously explore
these feelings.

    But there was one more shoot that Ted had planned. And this one had an
added twist. He'd had a theory about models that each one could find some
special key that would captivate them for a shoot. For some it was a certain
piece of clothing that he would find for them. Clothes were always key with
his shoots anyway  but some models really got into a specific item. With
Jenny at first it had been the clothes and would probably always be the
general thing that got her excited. But Ted had accidentally discovered that
when she modeled with Reina a whole new part of her came out which was
dynamite for the camera. So for her it was another model who just happened
to be her best friend. That was rare.
    Ted wanted to find that exciting thing for Megan, and these first shoots
were always about that search.
    During his recent roamings through some second hand shops he'd seen this
full length mirror with gilded edges that he knew immediately he just had to
have. He'd mounted it in one of the corners of his studio and covered it
intending to use it for specific sets.
    It was at the last minute of this last shoot with Megan that he took off
the covering just to see how she would react.
    She'd had to change first of course, and have some refreshments. He'd
asked her whether she didn't want to shower first.
    "Yeah, that would be nice," she lazily said. Her attention was still on
Ted's crotch. He was studiously trying to move her on. She thought to
herself that the shower would feel good and maybe she could settle down a
little.
    "I'll have some sandwiches and sodas ready. Just slip on a robe that's
hanging by the shower stall. I don't want you to eat in what you're going to
model."
    Of course she knew that. "What will I wear for this one?" Her voice was
a little husky.
He noticed.
    "Oh, you;ll see soon enough. Now get going! I want to make sure you get
home before midnight!" Ted knew from the dosages that she'd had enough
vitamins and supplements for today. He was pleased with her progress.
    Nothing could have prepared him for how she posed in the last shoot
however. She'd showered, eaten and gone back to dress. He'd found an extra
small black pvc bustier with garters for her to wear along with sheer seamed
black stockings and 4 inch patent leather heels. Her nails were glossy pink
and shiny, and her makeup was actually more subtle than the last shoot. She
had pink tones around her eyes, light  mascara and frosty pink lip gloss.
The effect made her look younger rather than older. Her hair was piled up
with matching strands coming down around her cheeks.
    The bustier fit perfectly. Megan liked its tightness around her. The
cups pushed  her breasts up just ever so much. Her nipples didn't show but
she could see them when she looked down at herself. They were hard and achy
still from all the excitement . The shower hadn't helped. She put on the
matching thong which fit very tightly. Once it had warmed to her skin it
looked as if it had been molded on. She could feel her pussy lips against it
as she strutted more than ever out to the studio.
    The lights were blazing, the music was blasting, and Ted started
shooting pictures immediately. Two video cameras were going constantly. She
went into model mode until at one point she turned and saw herself reflected
in the gilt-edged mirror. She stopped and looked. She stood  and turned this
way and that. She turned away and looked back over her shoulder. Though
she'd seen herself of course in a mirror in the dressing room, this seemed
completely different. She was fascinated with her look. She slowly turned
around and slowly began moving again to beat in the music. She ignored Ted
and focused her total attention on her reflection. She began doing some of
the things Ted had asked her to do in the other two sessions like bringing
her hands across her breasts and acting like she was going to caress
herself, or drawing her fingers up her hose-covered legs nearer and nearer
to her crotch. This time she took her time. She had no self-consciousness.
She was posing and modeling for the model in the mirror.
    Ted did nothing to stop her. He watched and shot as she lingered over
her breasts. His heart pounded harder as she teased herself. She first drew
her fingers over the little mound that the cups of the bustier had made.
Then she brought them under and pushed up. She repeated this several times
getting closer and closer to her nipples which now could be clearly seen
through the satin cups. He could see her breathing harder. It was easy to
tell with the tightness of the garment that she wore. Then he saw her bring
her fingers to her lips and wet them. God, if only his camera would shoot
faster pictures! At least he knew the video shots would catch it all. She
lifted the cup of her right breast with one hand and touched her wetted
fingers to her nipple. At the moment of contact she closed her eyes and
gasped. She repeated those steps several times for each nipple.
    Meanwhile her hips had started to gyrate, something she hadn't managed
before. Ted took close-ups; so much was happening at once. When she brought
her hands down to her thong-covered pussy he thought he would faint. He
watched as she spread her fingers over her hose covered thighs and brought
her thumbs right over her slit. He knew that''s what she was doing because
of how tight the panties were. She began to undulate her thumbs around her
pussy first from the top , then down, around and back up. It was when she
stated speeding up this undulation that he knew he was going to lose it.
What blew him away was that as she increased her speed and pressure, all the
while looking at herself in the mirror, he saw her start to tremble, close
her eyes and then momentarily freeze. Then she shook with multiple
explosions. While she was doing that, without getting close to touching
herself or himself, Ted came in a huge explosion as well. He saw stars and
wobbled back and forth, just barely putting down his camera before he bent
over and grabbed his crotch.
    He was too preoccupied to notice that Megan had dropped to the
floor--her orgasm, the lights, the cumulative effect of the whole day,
whatever it was, had knocked her unconscious.
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