“Socially corrupt?” “Yeah, the husband goes to jail about every two weeks and the wife sips too much moonshine but their girl has dreams to get out and she thinks modeling will lead to acting, fame and fortune so I'm asking if you can help.” His request was reasonable, I could help her and if he didn’t want my sister to know I could keep the secret, after all, I’d been keeping her secrets since they day they got married. “I can open the studio next Sunday for a couple of hours, bring her by about 11 we’ll see how well the camera likes her.” “Thanks man.” They came in the door and my first impression was that the girl was too fucking young to be hanging around my brother-in-law. She was pretty for sure with raven hair and bold blue eyes and a face full of innocence. She had put on makeup but I could tell it wasn’t something she did Hairy every day. The eyeliner was a bit heavy on over her left eye, blushed cheeks blushed too much and her lip gloss was too bright and unevenly applied. She looked like a cheap Chinese doll with round eyes. I pulled Kevin aside “How fucking old is she?” He looked toward her then back to me and said loud enough she could hear “Eighteen, she just looks younger, she has good genes.” I turned to the girl “Hi, what’s your name?” “Charity.” “How old are you Charity?” Her eyes darted to Kevin then back to me “Eighteen last week.” Her eyes, her pose, her voice all betrayed her, I was thinking eighteen in a few years maybe. I relented, it didn’t matter how old she was, a lot of girls in their early teens or even younger came in for a folder of pictures. But usually with parents hovering near, not with their 30-year-old married male neighbor. Charity was carrying a bag which I assumed was clothing “Do you want to change?” She nodded. “Okay, the room is back there.” Just as she turned toward the changing room Kevin lit a joint and handed to her, she took a hit then offered it to me. I was a little surprised but took it from her fingers then handed it back to Kevin, I didn’t want to get stoned before taking pictures. When she left the room I asked Kevin “Why is she lying about her age? I shoot girls of all ages, it’s not illegal.” My brother-in-law took a hit then fidgeted “She thinks she has to be eighteen to get the pictures she wants you to take.” “What the hell japanese do you mean? What’s going on here?” “I ---, uh ---, she wants some pictures that wouldn’t be printed in the newspaper.” “What!?” “Look man I’m asking a favor. Can you take pictures of Charity that only me and you see? I mean some nice poses like what we might find online somewhere.” “You want me to take nude pictures of that girl?” “I took some with my smartphone but they don’t come out well and I don’t own a camera.” “How fucking old is she Kevin, don’t fucking lie!” I blinked at that. They also have an online game. Then released me, looked japanese Hairy I was shocked. There was a knock at the back-glass door. She now had some Idea of what her future held in store for her and that gave her some sense of security. Yavara opened the scroll, then read it. Damn that was quick. It is clear and clean water tasting as good as the meat and bread. The music and crowd forgotten. As it turned out I didn’t see anyone and in a way I felt a little let down. I did feel much better. He grab my waist firmly as he pounds me so rough, so wild, but with love and lust. He was shaking like crazy. After a minute or so Freya’s face got a satisfied smile on it. Between the two, college was the slightly better choice. I also gave her a letter that I received threatening to do this,” I tell him. But Shelly put her hand on my shoulder and said, “Oh, I’m sorry, Precious, I thought you were already wearing it.”