Jenny was feeling many emotions. Relaxed was quite definitely not
one of them. She wiped her hands on her tight tea shirt and felt her
young budding breasts through the thin sticky cotton. He wouldn't
want to photograph her chest, surely? Suddenly she felt cold. Since
they'd first started growing, she'd felt quite self conscious about
her breasts. Yes, it was okay to joke about them with her closest
friends, show them off to some of the other girls, but… well, grown-
ups were different. Even Daddy had never said anything.