Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: TheSpringg Title: Road Trip 11 Part: Chapter 11 Universe: The Line of Magdalene Summary: Harrison finds Erin at a road side cafe and eventually brings her home. Keywords: Mf, MF, MFf teen, first The Line of Magdalene Road Trip is the second novella in The Line of Magdalene series, the sequel to "Chrysalis Music." I suggest that you read it first to gain background on the continuing characters. But I am not trying to tell the reader what to do. Someone might want to wait until the series is complete and read them backwards. Whatever brings you joy... This is a work of complete fiction and fantasy. The characters are all imaginary and bear no relation to any persons living or dead. The author in no way condones the behavior of the characters and would voluntarily testify against them in a court of law for any of their legal transgressions real or imagined. Some places mentioned are real, but the events described here never happened anywhere. If geographic or other details aren't correct feel free to offer suggestions, remember one thing - this is fiction! Feel free to write and offer constructive criticism and/or encouragement. I improve through you suggestions and I am motivated by your encouragement. (TheSpringg at yahoo dot com) NOTE: The author retains copyright to this work of fiction. You may link to this story from non-commercial or free sites, but you may not copy or use it for any commercial purpose. If the reader has tender sensitivities relating to explicit descriptions of sexual behavior in literature, please read no further. Additional Chapters will be posted here: http://www1.asstr.org/files/Authors/TheSpringg/Road%20Trip/ Comments and constructive criticism may be left here: http://www1.asstr.org/~TheSpringg/ -------------------------- Road Trip Chapter 11 I woke and found that I was no longer laying between Kathryn and Erin. I raised my head from the pillow and gazed at my two lovers snuggled close to each other. Somehow during the night Erin had moved between my wife and me. The house was silent when I walked barefoot to the kitchen, wearing only baggy exercise shorts and a T-shirt. I started coffee brewing and went back to the bathroom to brush my teeth. Passing Dina's bedroom, I glanced through the open door and saw two sleeping bodies on the bed. Dina was closest to me and the lustrous jet black hair on the other side told me who her partner was. There was no need to check Lin's bed. I shook my head in wonder. My daughter was sleeping with one of my lovers. "This could become awkward..." I thought. When I returned to the kitchen, I started making French toast. I had the orange juice made and the first batch of French toast was ready when Allie came into the kitchen, Rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She let me wrap my arms around her in a fatherly hug. "You the only one who slept alone last night?" I asked. I felt her shake her head and then go still. "Huh?" she asked sounding bewildered. "What are you talking about Who didn't sleep alone?" "Look in Dina's room." I chuckled. "Oh, them. Lin offered to sleep in Dina's room so Naomi could have the Dina's room, and Nikki is asleep in the other bed in my room." Allie pulled herself up onto a bar stool at the granite breakfast bar. I slid a plate of French toast and a glass of orange juice under her nose, followed by a mug of coffee. I ate standing up, watching my daughter struggle to wake up. When I had finished eating, and it became clear that Allie was still too sleepy to talk, I walked out of the kitchen. "Can't let breakfast go to waste! I'm going to wake someone up..." I said over my shoulder. At the end of the hall, I quietly opened Dina's bedroom door. The curtains were closed. In the dim light, I could see Naomi's mass of strawberry blonde hair covering the pillow. Allie had been right, Naomi as asleep in Dina's bed. I watched her for a long moment, admiring her as she slept. When I sat on the on the edge of the bed beside her, she awoke slowly and smiled. "Hey..." she acknowledged me sleepily and scooted over in the bed to make room for me. "How's our baby, Mom?" I asked leaning over to kiss her. She didn't answer, prolonging our kiss with one arm around my neck and another pulling back the covers. Her bare skin radiated warmth. I slipped from her grasp and quickly pulled off my shorts and T-shirt. "Hmmm..." She vocalized appreciatively, looking at my erection as I crawled into be beside her. As I snuggled in next to her, she wrapped her small hands around my cock. "It's been a long time..." "How's my little girl?" I asked, rubbing my hands over her swollen belly. "Almost six, months now, isn't she?" "Mmhmm... Five and a half..." She moaned as my hand explored lower below her abdomen. In response to a nudge, she rolled over with her back to me. I ran a hand over her breasts. They were larger than I remembered and I wondered when she would start lactating. My hand glided down her side and circled around her belly. Pregnant women had always amazed me. "Is she moving yet?" I wondered aloud. "Mmhmm..." She murmured as she wiggled her ass into position. I felt her hot wetness on the head of my cock and slowly slipped inside her. Lying on our sides, I had to slip in hand under her hips and lay the other over her hips to pull her ass closer and force my way deeper in. "Mmmmm..." She moaned with quiet satisfaction. "I've needed you in me for a long time..." "I've missed you too." I whispered as I slipped in and out in a slow almost languid movement. "There's something special about making love to you while your pregnant with my daughter..." "Almost like you're making love to both of us..." She sighed. "We both feel loved..." Her belly was the size of a bowling ball, the skin smooth and taut. I caressed it with both hands as I kept you a gentle, loving thrusting motion. "The father of Magdalene babies never see the mother pregnant..." she paused to gasp as I thrust in, I felt my daughter move within her. "Oh.... The poor mothers never get this wonderful loving..." "Why don't guys get to see..." I started to ask. "Oh, dumb question... They can't even know you're pregnant or they'd want the baby..." "Mmhmm" She started breathing heavier, but lay still as a recipient of my gentle loving. "Will you be there when she's born?" "If you'll let me..." I caught my breath... "Mmhmm... I want you there..." she paused and shuddered in response to a deeper thrust. "What shall we name her?" "Name suggestions, hmmm?" I asked between deep breaths. "Let me think." "Uhhhh.. O god! That feels so good...." She whispered in a low voice. "No, my Mothers are so traditional. They say only I can name her.... I want you to name her... Oh fuck me..." "Ohfuckme Magdalene? That's a terrible name!" I joked between thrusts, and she groaned. She curled into a fetal ball, lying in her side. The only points of contact between our bodies' were my hands on her hips, my tummy against her ass, and my cock sliding in and out of her swollen pussy. She let out a low, sustained moan. I felt the baby move. Naomi's whole body shuddered and I arched my back as I shot my cum deep inside her. I fell asleep, but only for an instant. I awoke again when Naomi pushed back and then straighten her body. My cock was still hard and buried in her pussy. "Do you have a name picked out?" She picked up where we had left off. "Name? Yes, I do." I said flatly. "Well?" She sounded amused. "Well what?" "You going to tell me?" "Kathryn." "Oh my god! You read my mind!" She giggled. "No I didn't!" I said, hoping it didn't sound defensive. She rolled over to face me and cupped my cheeks in her hands. My cock, still wet and slick from her pussy, pressed against her swollen bell... the baby... Kathryn moved again. "I think she likes us to make love... She's never moved this much before..." She whispered. "I wanted to name her Kathryn, but I was afraid you wouldn't like it. Will Kathryn mind?" "No! She'll be flattered, but I'll tell her." "No, don't. I'm supposed to name my daughter and I don't want Mom to know that I asked you." I heard noise in my bedroom next door. I sat up on the edge of the bed. "People are up. I'm supposed to be making French toast for breakfast. I better get out there..." I said. Naomi smile and lifted herself up on her elbow. As I stood, she reached out to lay a hand on my hip. I turned to look at her. Her eyes went to my wet, softening cock and then up to my eyes. I knew what she wanted but pulled away. "There are people waiting for me out there, you pregnant little hussy!" I teased as I pulled my shorts on. Back out in the kitchen, Allie was still drinking coffee and reading the paper. She raised an eyebrow, tilted her head and went back to reading with a wry,knowing smile on her face. "What?" I asked. "Nothing! Did I say anything?" She chuckled softly to herself. "You didn't need to say anything! Your expression says too much already." I shot back. She just laughed and I didn't press it. I knew what she was thinking. I was flipping the next batch of French toast when Erin came into the kitchen and gave me a loving kiss. "Kathryn will be thrilled..." Erin thought, she obviously wanted me to know she had overheard. "She's so excited about the baby!" "Does she know about the name?" I questioned in a thought. "No, you were very quiet - sound wise... But your thoughts and love were loud and sweet." "You two okay?" We looked up to realize that Kathryn was watching us. We'd been standing there holding hands quietly without moving for an unusually long time. I looked at her and grinned. "French toast?" I asked. Kathryn gave me a puzzled look but we were interrupted by Lin, Dina and Naomi all coming into the kitchen all at once. Erin was still hold my hand. "You've been busy in the last 24 hours..." She thought and I could help but look at her quizzically. "With every woman here except your daughters..." I blushed and she burst out laughing. Everyone else looked at us like we were crazy this time. "French toast anyone?" I asked, still blushing as I turned to the griddle. I steadfastly ignored the questions and teasing. Erin on the other hand, betrayed me and joined with the other women in teasing me. It coninued throughout most of breakfast time. Mental note of advice to guys thinking about your wife share you with other women, you'll need a thick skin! Women can't help ganging up on you. Only after everyone had eaten did the plans for the day come out. Apparently Rachel had arranged to come pickup Erin and take her shopping at Tyson's Corner Mall. With that activity as an attraction that all the other women wanted to join, I was not at all surprised when it seemed that I would have the house to myself for the morning. "I'm going to the gym, after I make reservations to fly back and resume the trip." I stated. "I'll make them for anyone else who wants to come..." All eyes immediately turned up to Erin. "Can I go?" She asked, sounding frightened. "Please?" Kathryn laid her hand on top of Erin's in a gesture of comfort. "Either you go, or he goes alone, and you stay with me." She said. "It's your trip." There were a couple of other dismayed looks around the table, most noticeably Lin and Dina, but Kathryn was making it clear that my offer wasn't really open to everyone. "Can you make a reservation for me too? But don't buy the ticket until I talk to Aunt Rachel?" Erin asked. Something about this statement make Naomi smile. "I bought roundtrip tickets for us back in Wisconsin, I'll make reservations to fly out tomorrow. You talk to Rachel and we'll adjust... We can change the reservations. It will work out." I reassured her. It wasn't long before Rachel arrived to pick everyone up and I soon found myself alone in the house. I went to the study and quickly made made our reservations and called Earl to let him know we would be returning. He insisted that Emmy would be disappointed if I rented a car. Apparently she was looking forward to picking us up at OHare Airport. In fact, she had stayed in Chicago with a friend and was waiting for word of our return. I then went to my bedroom to change for the gym. I stripped down and was in the bathroom when I sensed that I wasn't alone. Stepping back into the bedroom I saw Nicole standing in the bedroom doorway. I grabbed a towel and wrapped around my waist. Her eyes popped wide open, so I knew she had gotten an eyeful, but from her red nose and swollen eyes, it was clear she had been crying. Crossing the room to her, I drew her into my arms and led her to sit on the edge of the bed. She was dressed as if she was going to work even though the office was closed on Saturday. She wore a crisp white cotton blouse, a tailored gray skirt, nylons and matching gray heels. How incongurous in felt comforting her only wearing a towel around my waist. "What's wrong, Nikki?" She leaned into me a shuddered with a silent sob. "I thought you'd left with everyone else. Did they abandon you, honey?" I felt her silently shake head and waited, quietly holding her in my arms. "Looking for me, huh?" I felt her nod silently, and kissed her on the top of her head, and a thought occurred to me. "You wanted to see me alone, so you waited for everyone to leave. Is that it?" She nodded again. "Want to tell me what's on your mind?" She just clung to me silently. I could feelt her struggling for composure, so I waited. "Will you keep it secret?" She asked quietly. "Is it about us?" She nodded. Then paused, looked up at me and shook her head. "No, its about me..." I waited for her to continue, giving her an encouraging smile. "I'm not like the rest of my family, but the secret is... promise you won't tell?" I was worried that I wouldn't be able to keep a secret from Erin, so I said, "I won't say a word." "I chickened out. I never let that guy fuck me. I lied, and said I did, but I didnt." She started sobbing again. "They'll hate me when they find out I lied, but I'm not like Naomi or the others. They KNEW when they had the right guy. I just wasn't sure. I don't know it like they do... I mean he was older, but he looked younger and all... like you, I figured he had the right genes, but I didn't know like they ..." "Well, Nikki, I can't condone you lying to your Mothers, but I do understand that you need to be sure you find the right guy. Are you sure I am the right guy?" "Oh, Yes!" She said emphatically. "How can you be so sure, if you don't..." I had a theory and need the right word, "sense things from people like they do?" The tension went out of her body and she hugged me. "Oh! You know about the Sense. I wasn't sure they'd told you everything!" She gushed. "Anyway, I don't have it and they can't know it, and I know you are right because Auntie Rachel wants you too. She says it's so strong in you that even Mother Leah wants you!" "So you're absolutely sure?" She nodded emphatically, her tears forgotten. "Then why even tell me all this? Why not just let me take you to bed?" "Cuz you'd know I'm still a virgin, and you wouldn't know to keep it a secret. And cuz Auntie Rachel loved the way you and Kathryn and her did it with Naomi. She wanted to do that again with me! And if you let her, then for sure she'd know I'm still a virgin, and she'd know that I lied!" "Wouldn't a vibrator have taken care of that little obstacle?" She looked horrified. "That's not the right way for a Magdalene girl! Do you think you... could... I mean... would you..." she stammered and stopped. She looked at me expectantly and I simply returned the expectant look. "You want me to say it, don't you!" She looked at me coyly, to which I only nodded, and she took a deep calming breath. "Will you please... fuck me?" "Now?" I asked and she nodded vigorously. "We won't have much time make it nice for you." "It's okay." She said humbly. "I know it will hurt and I deserve it. I just need to get it done." "Sweetheart, I am not going to intentionally hurt you. We have a couple of hours before they get back. Let's take it step-by-step and see what feels right. What do you say to that?" She jumped up with a huge smile behind her tear streaked face and ran out of the room, only to return an instant later with a garment bag and a small duffel bag. "I went home and changed, and I brought outfits for my photoshoot!" She announced. "Right... for now, I think you need fewer clothes on, not more." I laughed. "Silly! I know that, but I need to hang up my this outfit!" She started to unbutton her blouse, unzip the skirt and carefully hang them on a hanger from her garment bag, placing her gray heels on the floor below. She turned towards me only wearing a matching baby blue bra and panties and thigh high stockings. "You look deliciously beautiful, Nikki!" She blushed and twirled in front of me. Her breasts were bigger than I had expected, and she had a cute little butt, highlighted by a very sexy pair of lacey panties. I patted the bed next to me and she sat down. "Are you nervous?" I asked. "Not with you, Harrison." And she brazenly reached over and pulled my towel aside. She looked up at me with wide eyes. "Don't worry, it will fit." I assured her without hearing the question. "But it's not even hard yet!" "You can help with that, you know. " "You mean by sucking it like Naomi showed me?" To which I nodded. She slipped off the bed onto the floor. To kneel between my legs. "Wait," I said. Let me wash a little. I was with Noami this morning, and.." Before I could finish the sentence, her eyes lit up and she leaned forward to lick me. "Oh, you taste like her! ...and something else?" She asked excitedly. "Is that your cum?" I nodded looked at her questioningly. "How do you know what she tastes like?" She knelt there, with her delicate hand wrapped around my cock, looking down at it. "We played doctor as kids, and the only type of doctor we knew was like Auntie Rachel..." "You played gynocologist together?" I laughed. "Don't tell Naomi, but I always licked my fingers afterwards. I loved how she tasted." She smiled, "and I guess I still do!" With that she began licking and sucking me in earnest. It was not long before I was hard and thinking that I needed to get her her ready. I reached down and fumbled with the clasp of her bra, finally releasing it without interrupting her attention to my cock. My hands slid down her back and then up her tummy to cup her breasts. With a gentle tug, I pulled her up off my member and indicated for her to stand. My eyes lingered on her nipples, which were tight little buds atop small pink areolas, and then I looked pointedly at her panties, she got the hint and lowered them and kicked them aside. Her pussy was shaved bare. With a tight, smooth slit and no hint of labia lips protruding. She stood under my intent gaze, shifting from foot to foot and trying not to look embarassed. I patted the edge of the bed next to me. When she sat, I kissed her gently at first and with greater passion as I felt her tongue probe my lips. I couldn't resist fondling her full breasts and rubbing her hard little nipples under then palm of my hand before letting my hand wander to her thighs. She parted her legs willingly and I found her pussy was already wet. I gently pushed her down on the bed and I assumed her former position on the floor kneeling between her legs. Kissing slowly up her inner thighs she was quivering before I reached my goal. When my tongue finally parted her slit and tasted her saltly musk, she was even wetter than a moment before. Almost before I began licking she arched her back and moaned loudly. Soon she was bucking against my face in full ogasm, releasing copious fluids, the natural lubricants that I and hoped that I could encourage to ease my first-time penetration. When she calmed slightly, I began kissing up to her tummy and she startled. "Oh my god! Did I get Kathryn's bedspread wet?" She asked, still panting I looked down and only saw a small spot, but lifted her hips to slide my towel underneath her butt. "Oh no! We can't do it here! We might get blood on her towel! " she admonished. I ignored her and began rubbing my the full length of my hard cock up and down the length of her small slit. She watched in fascination, starting to moan and whimper, pushing back against me to increase the wet friction. When I positioned the head of my cock, she felt the pressure, pushed me back, and jumped up. "The shower!" She erupted. Jumping up, she grabbed me by the hand and led me into the bathroom to the shower. There she seated me on the built-in tile bench, without turning on the shower. She knelt and kissed my cock, assuring herself that I was still ready. Without delay she climbed up on the shower bench, straddling me, and squatted down. As I held my cock pointing up towards her, I saw the glisten of her juices dripping down her thighs. She stabilized herself with both hands against the wall of the shower and started to lower herself to my waiting cock. When her breasts came level with my face, I couldn't resist sucking on her a nipple for a moment. She stopped lowering herself, with a nipple in my mouth, and the swollen head of my cock pressing at the entrance to her virginity. I could feel her thigh muscles begin to shiver. I couldn't tell whether with excitment or the strain of holding herself poised in a half squatting position, so I released her breast from my lips. She let out a moan of disappointment, which turned to a moan of pleasure as my cock rubbed her clit with more pressure. The head of my cock had just disappeared within her, when we felt the resistance of her hymen. She settled there a moment, then moved up and down ever so slightly, creating wonderful sensations for both of us, as my cock barely slipped in and out of the tight, slick entrance to her pussy. I was lost in the sensation and caressing her breasts when, with a high pitched yelp, she suddenly let gravity take her down in one smooth motion, fully engulfing me deep within her. I could see the wince of pain. She bit her lower lip, and her blue eyes open wide as she stared into mine. "You were right. It does fit. Oh god ! It just barely fits." And she leaned her head down on my shoulder. "Just stay still until you're ready, then take it slow." I advised. We kissed for a long time, darting tongues in and out, my fingers entwined in her hair. Tenderly I pulled her closer, and slowly, as she grew more comfortable with the sensation of my cock filling her, she began to move up and down, gaining speed and length of motion. By the time my orgasm built up she was pumping and breathing hard. She didn't stop when my cum filled her, mixing with her blood, and dripping down between her thighs. Soon she arched her back and let out a keening high pitched moan before collapsing against me. I held her small frame tightly, rubbing the length of her back, and keeping her from sliding off onto the tile floor. Once our breathing had started to calm, we showered. I watched the pink mixture of her blood and my cum make a trail down the shower drain. Nicole took care to keep her hair dry, and, I took special care to clean her pussy. She got out of the the shower before me. I sat on the shower bench, dripping wet and watching her towel herself off. She was dressing in her office attire when I emerged from the bathroom. Embracing me tenderly, she reminded me to keep her secret. "Thank you, Harrison." She whispered as she kissed me. "I don't know why I was so freightened of it. It was wonderful." "It wasn't too painful?" I asked, and she shook her head, but I could see that wasn't exactly the truth. "I think we should wait until I get back from Arizona to give you time to heal fully before you tell Rachel that you're ready..." I suggested and she nodded in agreement, her body language radiated her lingering anxiety. "I will just tell her that I won't have time until I return. Would that be best?" I suggested, and this time she nodded more enthusiastically and visible relaxed. She threw her arms around my neck and gave me a long, passionate kiss. "How long will that be?" She asked, obviously wondering how long she would have to wait. She nodded, and whispered "okay," but her disappointment was obvious when I told her that it would be a while, maybe three or four weeks. It wasn't until the afternoon that the girls returned from the mall, loaded with clothes for Erin. Nicole had spent the intervening reading quietly in the livingroom, while I processed photos on my computer. Dina barged into my study, "Pops! Don't let Erin whine about us buying all these clothes for her! She's been saying she doesn't need so much. BS like she deserve it, an' all that shit... opps! Sorry, but you have to tell her she can't go to Arizona without a wardrobe, so she has to shut up and like it, don't you think, huh? Pops?" "Whoa, baby, slow down. I get your point, and I'll tell her to complain silently." I said chuckling the whole while. I never ceased to be amazed at how long my daughter could talk without taking a breath. "Just go easy on her, okay?" "Well, she's gotta do a fashion show for you. She can't get off without showing you everything! But you've already seen all her good stuff, haven't you." She giggled, and I just rolled my eyes. "Oh, Poppsie, you're so lucky you've got this totally awesome new lifestyle, and a so lucky that Mommsie is so into it too. We all are!" She said with a wink, turned and danced out of the room, passing Allie in the doorway. "Why the serious look, Allie?" I asked as she stood there with arms crossed across her chest. "Can we talk?" She asked, taking a step into my study and closing the door. "Uh, sure... what's up?" I felt concern are her serious tone. "We hadn't had a chance to talk since you left the campus, and I wanted to apologize. To be honest, Mom explained, but I just couldn't believe her. This whole time, I was sorta stewing about it. About you not being faithful to Mom. And..." "But she explained didn't she?" I interrupted with concern, worried that I had left campus without fully resolving Allie's concerns. "Yea, she explained, but it was hard to really understand. I mean, you being a swinger and mom being bi, and all. I thought she might be just putting up with it so as not to lose you" She continued. "I don't think that I am a swinger. Isn't that more like sharing with other couples?" "That's just semantics! You've had sex with pretty much every woman in this house, except Dina, me, and sweet little Nikki." Her voice was raised and I mentally cringed at the mention of Nicole. "I think I heard Rachel come home with you..." I said meekly. "I haven't had sex with her." "At least not by Bill Clinton's definition!" She almost broke her serious lecturing tone. "But if she has her way, you'll bed her too! To top it off, you're have baby coming with Naomi. She's barely 17 and mother-to-be of my little half-sister. I don't know what the hell is going on!" "I wish I could explain..." I started. "Being a dad again wasn't ever my plans..." "I wish you could explain it too! Last night at the hot tub everyone was talking about you, and then you came and all the girls were baring their tits for you... even me! Only Nicole had the self control to stay covered. I haven't got a clue what's going on!!" "Sweetheart, I wish l could explain it to you. Do you want me to do something to stop it?" I asked. She looked thoughtful for a moment. "No. I didn't say that I don't like it, or that I don't approve. I just don't understand what the hell is going on! I mean , why was I showing you my boobies last night?" She asked almost pleading to understand. Before I could say anything, Kathryn stuck her head in the door. "Erin's ready. Can you come to the livingroom?'' She asked and led me out. What followed was a long parade of outfits from tight jeans with halter tops, to sexy underwear and negligees. Erin was nervous at first, but after a while had lost that edge and was just trying to act enthusiastic to be polite to her new family. I could sense she was tired and simply overwhelmed with all the attention. Allie sat quietly across the room and everytime I looked that direction, I caught her eyes on me. What could I say to her? How could I resolve her concerns? My sex life had become complicated enough without my daughters becoming involved. And how much had they figured out about the Magdalenes? Dina would just take life and embrace it without a lot of questions, but Allie would figure things out on her own, one way or the other. I hoped that I could count on Allie to be discreet about how she talked about what she knew. "Earth to Harrison! Come in please!" I heard Kathryn calling and tried to refocus my attention. "Uh, It's lovely!" I blurted out, focussing suddenly on Erin modelling a short, yellow sundress with white flowers and thin shoulder straps. "Oh, good grief. Where were you?" Kathryn laughed and blushed. "Popster! The question was whether you would be doing a photoshoot this afternoon! We all know that Erin looks awesome in anything she puts on!" Dina clarified. "Oh. Yeah. Sorry. I'm all set up in the studio. Just let me when you'd like to start." I stammered. "I can have salad and sandwiches on the table after Erin has finished modeling, and then you and Nikki can have her photoshoot." Lin said, reminding us all of the real purpose of the photoshoot. The remainder of Erin's fashion show was a blur to me. She was gorgeous in everything from beach wear to a formal cocktail dress, and more. Over a quick lunch, Nicole assured everyone that they were welcome to join the photoshoot and that she really wanted a shot with her cousins, Naomi and Erin. I countered that I would like start with Nicole alone, perhaps with Kathryn to help with makeup and wardrobe changes. Then we'd call everyone else down. I expected some protest, as there was so much enthusiasm for the photoshoot, but everyone seemed accepting. Down in the studio, we agreed that we'd start with some professional looking portraits, since she was dressed in a suit. While I was fussing with lighting, Kathryn sat Nicole down for to touchup her makeup. It really wasn't necessary because her skin had the smooth and flawless qualities of a preteen. Kathryn brought her to me looking so young and yet so grownup at the same time. She looked like a young executive dressed for success. A light gray suit with a fitted jacket and a pencil skirt, over a crisp cotton blouse with a loose collar, unbuttoned to show only a hint of cleavage. Again she seemed to be small chested, but from this morning's activities I knew better. I suppose her bra was designed to restrain her breasts. She appeared confident, just as she had been at Rachel's office the day that I first met her. I perched her up on a stool, with a black background and started with headshots. As she had at the office, she smiled and flirted with the camera. After I had my professional style portraits, Kathryn stole her away again and when she returned, my jaw dropped. She was in a pale blue negligee that matched her panties and bra. The underwear was different than she had been wearing. The panties were little more than a g-string and the bra pushed her breasts up and maximized their impact. The negligee tied shut with frilly lace right under her bra and was open below, showing her firm belly and panties. I took her to the bed set in the corner of the studio. From the look in her eyes I could tell she wished that I was actually taking her to bed. I could see Kathryn's smile and knew she shared that thought. I settled Nicole on an easy chair next to the bed. She raised on foot up on the the chair and hugged her knee. I started taking shots and she moved easily from one pose to the next. Without direction she started playing with the straps on her bra, letting the strap closest to me slip off her shoulder. Her eyes looked straight at the camera and finger trailed down to the cup of her bra bringing it down. Under the sheer fabric of the negligee, the pink of the top of her nipple came into view. I kept snapping, not wanting to interupt her mood. Slowly she untied the front of the negligee, letting it fall open. Her finger tip traced the curve of her breast and around her nipple before moving up to her lips. I motioned for her to stand and she let the negligee drop, catching on her elbows. My god she looked sexy. It was hard to imagine that they had been crying my arms just a few hours ago, and there she was, transformed in front of the camera. Women are so complicated and wonderful. I ran her through a series of sensual posed on the bed, which she made even more sensual by slowly losing her bra, but never revealing her breasts fully. She demonstrated a complete mastery of implied nudity which left me shooting more and feeling aroused again. Finally Kathryn declared that Nicole had had enough, and sitting down on the bed next to Nicole, she sent me upstairs to fetch Naomi and Erin. The girls told me that they would be right down, and I returned to find Kathryn releasing Nicole from what appeared to be more than a friendly hug. Nicole blushed. "Don't worry, Nikki. Harrison doesn't mind sharing me with people he loves." Kathryn said in a loud stage whisper, and I laughed. "Erin and Naomi said they would be right down." I said and went to sit on the bed beside Nicole. I put my arm around her and so did Kathryn, drawing the girl into a reassuring hug. Nicole interested me. Not only was she a sensual person, she was also very reserved, but I felt that Kathryn's presence put her at ease. I found myself looking forward to taking her to bed with Kathryn. Just then, both Erin and Naomi trooped in and to my surprise they were wearing identical negligees, bras and panties to the outfit that Nicole was wearing. Nicole was completely surprised and the other girls looked very pleased with themselves. "Imitation is the highest form of flattery, Nicole!" Naomi chirped excitedly. She was adorable with her bulging pregnant belly protruding from the front of her negligee. This session turned into a very sensual maternity shoot with Naomi at the center. There was nothing sexual between the girls but they were so comfortable with each other that the shots conveyed their growing and shared love.