Her mum hadn't talked much about what went on at the studio. She asked about the cream Don had given her and checked that Julie used it several times a day, which the young girl did, rubbing the soothing ointment around her sore pubes and bruised nipples and feeling them lose their tenderness almost immediately. The cream also seemed to soften her skin and kept her moist 'down there', something Julie rather enjoyed - it was as though she was always aroused and she could feel herself all slippery when she walked or even just moved her legs, she could feel her sexuality like she had never had before. Maybe, now she had had sex, it was just that she was more aware of what was between her legs and was more conscious of the feelings this part of her anatomy could arouse within her. Her mum never asked her the specifics of what she had done, what the films were about or who she had had sex with; but she did ask whether Julie had been hurt and whether she had liked it or not. It was the first time Julie had felt that her mother was concerned about her. When she had answered that she wasn't really sure; that there were things she really liked and some she wasn't too certain about, her mother had just smiled and patted her knee and said she should always just remember the pay at the end of it. That is what she did when she was on the streets; and Julie would find she would enjoy anything if the money was enough. So her mother wasn't really concerned about her - just the money. But she realised that that was okay by her.

As the week went on, Julie found herself getting quite excited when she thought about the coming Saturday. She had no idea what films Don had planned; but she knew she was going to be with more men and was going to be looked at, touched and penetrated by them and this knowledge made her whole body tingle. She might also get to do it with Peter again like last Saturday. She sort of hoped that might happen. Although, as Saturday got closer and closer, she found her thoughts drifting to the larger penises of the older men, how big they were and how they filled her and made her a little bit scared. And she also wondered what sort of new things she might learn. Her young mind was filled with a myriad of thoughts that, at times, became overwhelming. A couple of times she had tried to talk to her mum about them, but her mother was enjoying their newfound wealth too much to want to sit down and talk. She had 'too much to do', so Julie decided just to let the days pass without any worry and she would just do what was required when the time came.

And now Saturday was here and her new working day already begun. Her mother had taken her around to the studio at eight-thirty and Don had met her at the door. He told her mother they were going into the country for the day and he would bring Julie home to her house when they got back. He told her mum not to worry as they might be late. Julie's mum had a date so she didn't mind what time they returned. She just told Julie to 'be a good girl' and reminded her that Don was 'the boss' and she was to do what she was told; and then she left. Don had taken Julie around to the back of the studio where she was surprised to see a bus, loaded up with Don's film-gear and some food hampers in the back; and a group of men and Peter.

Julie was excited at seeing Peter again and he gave her a broad grin, his eyes running over her in her short skirt and western-style shirt and boots. He was in similar casual gear and Julie thought how handsome he looked. She felt a flutter in her lower belly as she thought of doing it again with the young boy sometime today. At least she hoped she would. Then her attention went to the other men as Don introduced them. None of the men she had been with last Saturday were there and she looked shyly at her new co-stars.

"Honey, I'd like you to meet the guys," Don had said. "Tony, Dave, Jerry, Rick, Carlos, Julio and you already know Peter. Guys, this is Julie." Julie had smiled nervously at each of the men as Don said their names. She felt quite small standing there in front of them all. Their eyes appraised her and she noticed Carlos and Julio put hands in their pockets to rearrange themselves as they looked at her. Tony was a tall, dark-haired man with a tanned, outdoors look and friendly blue eyes. Dave was blonde and about eighteen or so and looked to be the youngest apart from Peter. He was a muscular young man and wore a singlet and shorts that showed off his body. He had a small, brightly coloured dragon tattooed on each arm and Julie was surprised to see a tattoo on his thigh going up under the leg of his shorts and more tattoos peeking out from the top of his singlet. Jerry was as tall and athletic looking as the man standing beside him, Rick, although he was light-haired while Rick was dark. They both had similar builds, both muscular but slender and lithe rather than Dave's more obvious pumped up muscular look. Carlos and Julio were either negro or Puerto Rican...Julie found it hard to distinguish them. Maybe they were a mix, she decided. They were both big men, taller than any of the others and their shoulders were broad tapering to slim waists and hips, yet they moved around with an easy grace like dancers or gymnasts. She felt butterflies in her tummy as she looked at each man and realised that she would be having sex with them in front of the camera during the next few hours.

The men seemed not to be aware of her nervousness...or just ignored it...greeting and smiling at her and getting on with packing the bus, but she noticed their eyes running over her each time she glanced their way. They were no doubt weighing her up as a sex partner.....(cont)