Chapter 5

Maggy greeted Tina with a smile.

"Good morning! Punctual I see," the older woman said with a big grin on her attractive face.

"I like to be, besides, I'm really excited about getting back to work."

"Oh, you've brought all your equipment. Good!"

"Yes, at least everything I have."

"Well, anything that's missing John will fix you up with. John?"

"Yes?" the attractive young man said walking over toward them.

"This is Tina. Tina, meet John. He does just about everything around here. He's been with me for two years now."

"Hi, Tina," the handsome man said, extending a warm hand in Tina's direction.

Tina took the man's hand and shook it quickly. A chill ran up her spine. She couldn't believe it!

Even this man, an obviously friendly stranger made her nervous. She realized she was definitely off men completely and would probably remain that way for quite some time. She tried to hide her coolness with a huge smile.

"Nice to meet you," Tina said in a slightly forced way.

"John, after I show Tina around, I want you to set her up in studio B with anything she wants. She's going to go to work on the children's spread. She'll be ready to start in about an hour or so."

"Sure, Maggy," the young man said and quickly disappeared.

"He seems like a nice guy," Tina said, hoping that she could cover up what she thought to be an obviously cool reception toward the young man.

"Yes, he is, and there aren't many around these days, if you know what I mean."

"Yeah, I sure do," Tina said with a slight smile on her pretty sensuous lips.

She really liked Maggy and she was convinced she was going to like her new job even before she really got started at it. She hoped that she could close enough to Maggy to let her know about what really happened with her husband and the whole fucking mess. She was beginning to feel that keeping it bottled up inside her wasn't doing her a bit of good and by talking it over with someone she could trust, especially a woman, she felt she might be able to rid herself of some of the tension.

She would have to wait and see, however, she didn't want to spill her whole life story right off the bat. She would have to be patient and see how things at this job worked out.

Maggy showed her all around the studio, nestled between her living quarters in the big old house. It was only quarter past nine and already things were quite busy. The whole staff was there working on various lay-outs and projects. Tina liked the feeling of the place and knew she had found a new home. If this place and her involvement with her new career didn't get her mind off her husband and off men in general, nothing could do it.

Finally Maggy led her into Studio B, which was to be her own work area. It was a beautiful stuido studio, well equipped with all the latest gear. There was everything Tina would need to turn out some really great rolls of film.

"So, how do you like the place so far?" Maggy asked, smiling, as if she already knew the answer and her question had just been a deliberate set-up for a well-deserved compliment.

"It's beautiful, really beautiful," Tina said, and she meant it. The place was spectacular.

"Well, do you think you're ready to handle your first assignment?"

"I think so," Tina said. She was getting a little nervous now that the job was about to commence. She hoped that she still had the talent so many people had once told her she possessed.

"It's really not hard at all," Maggy said, reassuringly.

"Tell me about it, please?" Tina said, anxious to get all the details.

"Well, you'll have to shoot for three or four hours today. You'll be shooting all young people, boys and girls around twelve and thirteen. They'll be modeling all kinds of summer clothes for a big catalog that a huge supply house in California is putting together."

"That doesn't sound too bad," Tina said, "I have done fashion photography before."

"Yes, but have you ever worked with young kids?"

"No, is it really hard?"

"Well, it's detracting, let's just put it that way. I guess you'll have to see how it goes. Try to build up a rapport with them if you can, keep their attention."

"Are they professionals?"

"There are a few who have done a little print work, but most of them just came here with their mothers answering an ad I ran in the local paper. I just picked the nicest looking children, the ones I thought would photograph the best. I hope I made the right decisions. If you have any problems, we'll all be here to help you. Okay?

"Okay, Maggy, and thanks for the chance. I hope I'll do a good job for you."

"I'm sure you will, dear, I'm sure you will. Okay, now the first set of children will be here at ten-thirty, so you better get your equipment together. Call John on the intercom, he's number seven for anything you need. See you later. I'll check in on you around lunch time."

Tina was alone in her huge studio and she was nervous.

She took her cameras out of their cases and cleaned them off, making sure to check the lenses and the settings. She turned on the lights and positioned them. The shots were all going to be against a white back drop so once the lights were set there wasn't too much to do except click the lens and try to talk certain moods into the children's faces.

Tina knew that it might be tricky. She wasn't very use to being around kids, never having any of her own, and all of the models that she had photographed before had been professionals who knew what they were doing. These were just local kids, most of whom had never even been in front of a camera before. She hoped she could swing it. She liked the place, and Maggy, and she wanted to work for her desperately. It was essential to her for a lot of reasons.

The next half-hour seemed to take forever. Then the children started coming in. Maggy was taking care of all the dressing and when the children walked into the room they were all ready to be photographed.

Maggy was making sure that all of the mothers were kept well out of the way and no one was allowed into the studio except Tina and the young children.

The first set of kids were wearing cute little summer skirts and pants. They were adorable. They were very polite and friendly and Tina hit it off with them immediately. She formed several groups, took some pictures that way and then got some individual shots of various children she thought might photograph especially well.

There was one little boy in the group (she found out his name was Alan Evans) that was especially handsome. He had an adorable babyish face, bright green eyes and just the traces of childish freckles spread across his cute button nose.

Tina felt a strange excitement stirring between her thighs as she brought the boy into focus through her camera lens. He smiled at the camera. He was very natural, whereas most of the other children were a little nervous.

Tina felt herself getting more and more attracted to the boy the longer she shot him. She forgot about the other children completely and shot three whole rolls on the boy.

She got him from every angle.

He was wearing a white suit and white tie and a little white hat. It was obviously a Sunday outfit for young men and this boy looked like he could sell a million of them. He had a face that everyone could love. She felt that the boy's mother must be extremely proud of Alan and she knew why Maggy had picked him out of the applicants. He was a natural and a pleasure to work with.

She finally snapped to and realized that the rest of the children were waiting outside. She had taken up over fifteen minutes just on Alan alone.

"Okay, Alan, that will be all and thank you," Tina said smiling at the boy. He smiled back at her in a way that made Tina's heart skip a beat and left the room behind the other children.

Tina tried to pull herself together, but as hard as she tried she just couldn't get young Alan Evan's face out of her mind. It was as if she was still staring through her camera and he was still smiling back at her.

She was puzzled as to why this boy had affected her in this fashion. What was she, some kind of dirty old lady? She knew that the feelings she had been feeling for the young man during the shooting had been sexual and she had never experienced anything like that before.

She wondered what was going on inside her. She wondered if the clash with her husband had not only turned her off men but had given her a new craving, young boys.

She thought about it seriously for the brief rest period before the next group of children entered the studio. She realized that her attraction for young boys might be due to the fact that any sexual contact with them would be safe, that they couldn't hurt her and that she would be the one in charge, unlike the experience she had just gone through with her fucking brutal sadistic husband.

Whatever the reason, the feelings upset her. She didn't know what to make of them and she hoped that the clearly imprinted image of young Alan Evans left her mind before she got into the next group of young people.

Maggy knocked on the door and sent the next group in. They were still another assortment of pretty youngsters, both male and female, but still Tina could not forget Alan.

Every one she looked at through the lens reminded her of Alan. Even the girls started looking like him. It was as if she had become possessed by the boy's spirit and it had taken over her senses.

The day went by quickly, but still thoughts of Alan were in her mind.

After the last group shots were taken and all the children had filed out to meet their waiting mothers and fathers, Tina sat down in the overstuffed sofa along one of the walls of her studio and tried to catch her breath.

She had really worked her ass off all day long. She felt that the sessions had been good and was confident that when John developed the prints later that night, or early the next day, there would be quite a few good ones, certainly enough for the spreads for the California client.

"So, how did it go?" Maggy asked, coming into the stuiod studio with a big grin on her face.

"Pretty good. I'm tired though," Tina admitted.

"Yeah, the kids can really wear you out after a while, I've done a couple of these shootings myself and I know. It's no picnic."

"I liked it though, really, I did," Tina said, hoping that she hadn't given the impression that the job was too much for her to handle.

"I know you've had a busy day, dear, but I was wondering if you would do me a favor. One of the mothers just called and said that her son really liked working with you. She had been thinking about getting a portfolio done of him for some modeling on the coast and wanted to know if you would do it."

"Sure, I'd be glad to," Tina said, happy that she had pleased one of the boys so much. She wondered who it was.

"Well, the catch is it will have to be done tonight."

"Tonight?" Tina said.

"Yes. You see, Mrs. Evans and her family are leaving for the coast tomorrow and they really want the shots done before they go so that it will save time. They're going to be busy with their new home and all and wouldn't be able to get young Alan to a photographer for a couple of weeks. This way we could just mail them the prints tomorrow after John develops them. She's offered quite a handsome fee for the job if you'll do it."

Tina didn't hear much that Maggy said after the name Alan Evans was heard. She couldn't believe it. She had just started getting the haunting face of the beautiful boy out of her mind and now it was right back in there just as vividly as if she had just shot him.

How could she possibly refuse the assignment. If for nothing else, she had to find out what her strange attraction to the young boy was all about and, even more important, where it was going to lead to-if anywhere!

"Yes, I'd be happy to do it tonight."

"Well, we're all going to be leaving in about an hour. I told her to drop him off at seven-thirty."

"I guess you'd realized I'd do it, huh?" Tina said with a smile.

"Yeah, I didn't think you'd turn a whole portfolio down. I know that it would be great experience for you."

"Hell be wearing all kinds of clothes?"

"Yes, I told his mother to have everything ready, but that he would change here. I told her to just drop him off and to give you at least two hours before she came back. Was that right?"

"Yes, that's fine."

"There's a little changing room right over there. You probably haven't even had time to check your whole studio out."

"No, I haven't," Tina admitted.

She was dead tired after the long day of shooting the children, but the thought of being alone for two whole hours with young Alan and seeing him change into all kinds of different sexy outfits excited her and renewed her energy to an extremely high degree.

"I think I'll just lie down for an hour or so before he comes and take a little nap."

"Don't you want to have dinner?" Maggy said.

"No, I think I'll eat when I'm off-Thanks, Maggy, thanks for everything."

"Thank you, honey, I'm glad you made such an impression on one of our clients. That's good for business you know, very good indeed."

She wished Tina luck once more and disappeared.

Tina stretched out on the huge overstuffed couch and kicked off her shoes.

She was really curious as to what was going on in young Alan's mind. Why had he made such a point of talking to his mother about her for? It was all very strange and very confusing, but Tina had to admit that it was exciting at the same time.

Once again that curious feeling of womanly excitement was spreading around in her thighs. She was actually feeling sexual urges about being alone with this young boy for a couple of hours.

The more she thought about him and the way he had looked at her through the camera lens, the more turned-on she got.

There was a knock on the door and it almost lifted Tina right off the fucking couch.

"Come in," she said nervously.

"Tina, this is Mrs. Evans, and of course, you know young Alan."

"Hi," Tina said, looking right at Alan. Then she quickly added, "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Evans." (Not wanting to leave the mother out in her obvious delight at seeing the boy.)

"I've brought all of his things, they're in this little bag," the attractive gray-haired woman said. "You do what you think is best as far as the pictures go, but I would like at least one shot in every different outfit. We're going to try to get Alan into commercials and I know those California people like to see the full potential of a model."

"Yes, I'll do a complete photo study of him and then put the folio together myself. Would you like all the negatives anyway?"

"I'll trust your judgment, dear, you just send us the prints of the ones you feel are best. Okay?"

"Okay, Mrs. Evans and thank you for the opportunity to work with Alan. He's a very nice boy. You should be extremely proud of him."

"Yes, Bob and I are very proud of Alan, he's a good little boy."

"Aw, mom, I'm not so little," Alan said, blushing a little but continuing to gaze right into Tina's eyes, which was making her extremely nervous and uncomfortable.

"No, dear, I guess you're not, but you'll always be my little boy. Okay now, I really do have to get going. We have so many things to attend to. We're leaving for California in the morning. Did Maggy tell you?"

"Yes. I hope things go well for you in your new home."

"I'm sure they will. Bob has gotten into a good firm out there and I'm really looking forward to the good weather. Okay, I must be off. I'll be back about ten o'clock. Is two and one half hours enough?"

"Yes, that's fine," Tina said.

Actually, she was wishing she had the whole fucking night to spend with the beautiful young innocent child, but over two hours would be enough to certainly get well acquainted.

Maggy and Mrs. Evans left the room, leaving the two of them alone.

They stared at one another and both began giggling. They were acting like they were two little kids who had just been left alone by their parents and were already planning some kind of mischief.

That's kind of what they were!