“Well, I… I don’t know.”
“I guarantee you, your mother will never see them.”
She thought about it a moment, then signed the paper.
“Why would you want pictures of me on your website?” Kendra asked.
“I’m starting a new website called Trailer Park Girls,” he said. “It’s going to be filled with pictures and videos of beautiful girls who live in trailer parks across the country.”
“Trailer Park Girls, huh?” She got that delightfully mischievous look on her face again. “Is it a naughty website?”
A smile grew on Regent’s face and he said, “Yes, as a matter of fact it is, Kendra. There’s nudity on the site.”
“You mean girls with no clothes on?”
“That’s right.”
She giggled again, then said, “Where do you want me to stand for these pictures?”
“I don’t want you to stand, I want you to stretch out on the bed.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Hm. Okay, if you say so.” She kicked off her flip-flops and threw herself onto the bed like a little girl, giggling as she bounced.
Regent found himself getting an erection simply watching her. She was elemental, like a storm of silent lightning charging the air. She rolled back and forth on the bed, then stopped and stuck both legs into the air, pressed together.
It did not matter what she did, the position in which she held herself. She was always beautiful, always ripe with sexuality. And he was certain she would be just as beautiful at rest.
She said, “How do you want me to pose?” and lowered her legs.
“Just naturally,” he said as he started taking pictures.
“But… but I… “ She didn’t move, just lay there.
“Here’s an idea,” Regent said. “Lie in the center of the bed, open your shirt all the way, and stretch your arms out at your sides, like you’re flying.”
She did as she was told, and Regent said, “Yeah,” as he took some pictures. “Now close the shirt and put your arms down at your sides.” She did that, too, and he took more pictures. “Now just relax and lie there as you would if you were relaxing at home.”
But she could not relax – she remained stiff, almost rigid.
Regent got an idea, but he didn’t know if it would fly with young Kendra.
“You need to relax if we’re going to do this,” he said. “How about some wine?”
Her eyes lit up at the mention of wine.
“No kidding?” she said.
“No kidding. I’ve got some very good white wine chilling in the refrigerator. Want some?”
The corners of her eyes crinkled above a generous smile as she nodded.
He went into the kitchen, took the wine from the refrigerator, and opened it with a corkscrew, poured some into two wineglasses. He returned to the studio, where she sat on the edge of the bed now. He handed her the glass.
As Regent sipped his wine, Kendra sniffed hers. Then she sipped it. Her nose wrinkled and she smacked her lips a few times. She frowned up at him.
“Tastes funny,” she said.
“It’s an acquired taste, I guess,” he said.
“A what?”
“It’s a taste you’ve got to get used to.”
“Oh.” She sipped it again. Then she drank it down in a few gulps. “Can I have some more?” she said.
“Uh, well, you know, Kendra, wine is best sipped instead of gulped. If you gulp it, you’ll get drunk, and your mommy will know when she gets home. If you just sip it, you’ll get a little tipsy, and it’ll wear off by the time she gets back.”
“Really? That’s what happens when you sip it?”
“Yes, that’s right. I’ll get you some more, but you have to sip it, all right?”
She nodded. “All right, I will. I-I’m sorry for – “
”Oh, don’t apologize, sweetheart. You didn’t know. It was your first time. I’ll get you some more.”
Kendra felt much more relaxed than when she’d first walked into the big, beautiful trailer. The wine felt warm in her belly, and she felt a little woozy in the head.
What would Mommy think? She would be so angry. Kendra just had to make sure she knew nothing about it.
Mr. Regent seemed like a nice enough man. He called her “sweetheart,” which was what Mommy called her sometimes, so how could he be bad? Maybe he’d even take a really good picture she could give to Mommy.
The wine loosened her up a lot. He told her to pose the way she saw models pose in magazines. So she did. She thought of advertisements she’d seen in Mommy’s copies of Cosmopolitan and Vanity Fair and others. She kept moving her arms and legs into different positions. Then she sat up and removed the plaid shirt and tossed it aside, leaving only the dark bikini top.
“Very good,” Regent said. “Excellent.”
After awhile, Regent stopped taking pictures and turned and put the camera on the desk behind him. He went to the side of the bed and sat down, turned to face Kendra.
“Now, Kendra,” he said. “I need to know if you’re comfortable with what I do. If you’re not, just say so, and there won’t be a problem. I never force anyone. But you have to tell me, okay?”
He poured more wine into her glass, and she took it right away and sipped once, twice, a third time.
“You want to go easy with that stuff,” he said. “You’ll have to eat some peanut butter before you leave.”
“Peanut butter?”
“It conceals the smell of alcohol on the breath.”
“Oh,” she said, her eyes almost as round as her mouth. “Okay.”
“Look, Kendra – here, let me take that.” He took her drink and set it aside on the night stand. “Like I said before, my website’s naughty. It’s a nudie website.”
“A what?”
“A website in which women appear naked.”
“Oh, yeah, that’s right. That’s naughty, all right,” she said, smiling again.
“Well, how naughty are you willing to be this afternoon, Kendra?”
“Whatta you mean?”
“Will you take off your top?”
She gasped. “Oh, yeah, you want me to take off – oh, yeah, I see. Well.” She sucked her lips between her teeth and thought about it. She smiled and muttered, “Being on the Internet,” then thought about it awhile.
“You won’t use your real name,” Regent said. “You can make one up.”
“I can make one up?” she said with a giggle.
“That’s right, anything you want to be called.”
“But I have to take off my top.”
“Yes.”
“And show my titties.”
“That’s right. And Kendra, I assure you, the men who look at them will never be able to get enough of them. And they’ll never forget them. They’ll want more of you and more of you – you’ll be a sensation, Kendra, a sensation. I’ll get tons of e-mail about you from guys who’ll want to see more of you.”
“A sensation?”
“You’ll become legendary online. A star.”
“Really? A star?”
“Yes.”
“But… I gotta show my titties.”
“That’s right.”
“Well, that’s okay. I don’t mind, it’s just that I… I don’t know… well, see, I don’t know if they’re… good enough for – “
”Oh, don’t be ridiculous. You don’t really think that, do you?”
“Well, I… I don’t know. Really. I don’t have any idea.”
“Listen, Kendra, I haven’t even seen them yet, and already I know they’re spectacular.”
“You think so?”
“You really don’t know, do you?”
Kendra said, “Really don’t know what?”
“You have a boyfriend, Kendra?”
“Oh, no, Mommy’d never let me have a boyfriend. Well, not yet, anyway.”
“Well, is there a boy you like?”
She got that look again, that delightfully menacing look, then it softened and she smiled. “Yeah, there is.”