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"And now, what we've been waiting for," mister Jordan said. "Candy, if you please."
Candy's hands hooked into the waistband of Charlie's panties. Slowly, they slid down her legs, exposing the soft curve of her bottom, the slight dip of her spine. Charlie held her breath. The panties fell to her feet. She was naked. Completely and utterly naked, under the lights, in front of the camera. She felt a rush of pure joy. This was it. This was what she wanted.
"Turn around, honey," Mister Jordan said.
Charlie turned, her face still a little flushed, but her eyes were bright with excitement. She stood there, naked and unashamed, her hands at her sides, her pigtails resting on her shoulders. She was a vision of innocent sexuality, a perfect blend of child and star. Her body was still that of a little girl, all soft curves and smooth skin, but her posture, her gaze, her confidence, they were all pure performer.
"You are a very, very beautiful girl, Charlie," mister Jordan said. "We are all very, very happy to have you here. Your butt is spectacular, and your slit looks so tasty. Would you spread it for us? You can sit on the couch again."
Charlie beamed at the compliment. She sat on the couch and leaned back, propping herself up on her elbows. She reached down with one hand and, using her fingers, gently parted the folds of her cunny, showing the camera the soft, pink flesh inside. It was a gesture of complete trust and complete willingness.
Mister Jordan made a soft sound of appreciation. "That's it, Charlie. That's perfect. You're a natural. Now, stay just like that and tell us, are you a virgin?"
Charlie nodded, her fingers still holding herself open. "Yes," she said, her voice a little breathless. "I am. It's gonna be my first time."
