There were no other models on the site set up for the shoot, it was just me and the photographer, which made the work go a lot quicker than yesterday,... I went through a whole range of different clothing, nearly all the poses were identical, so I was able to do them quite easily. It was really boring and tiring, getting the same pose and facial expression over and over, but I managed to muscle through, we actually got done just after one, which surprised and delighted Jason, who had thought we. Bala … Bala…. Aunty was waving her hands then only I came to this world… She asked what happened… I said nothing… “not going to college ” me – “no I am not well aunty ” oh ok go and take rest if you want anything call me” I said ok and went inside. I went inside the house and lying and thinking about aunty… Still bala didn’t woke up. I was simply turning this side that side but I couldn’t sleep so I got an idea, I got up to have some water. We placed our water cane near the window which is just. "But this was part of the plan. Clark was holding on to me again, squeezingmy butt in his hands - if I wanted to get away from him at that point Iwouldn't have been able to. Randy came up behind me, grabbed my hair andpulled. Then he put his hand around the back of my neck and squeezed. Hebent over, and whispered in my ear, "Do it, now. I order you to."I could feel Randy taking control of me in a really deep way, and I reallyenjoyed it - much better than the feeling I got when Clark held me. Except that the frequency of our little games increased to 1 or 2 nights a week. They tried to be discrete, but by the time I was seven I knew exactly what was going on. One of the boys in my class brought a Hustler to school. He thought it was cool that I wanted to look at it with him. I even pulled down my skirt and panties and let him touch my pussy. I tried to get him to let me see his penis, but he was too scared. It took me two weeks to figure out how to shoplift more magazines from a.