Jenni smiled nervously at her friend as she put her hand on the door.  They had set the basement up with a mish-mash of each others things, turning it into the teenage bedroom from hell.  Pink everywhere, boy-band posters, girl-band posters, teddy bears, and a scattering of clothing.  They had set up a dresser and a wardrobe alongside the old spare bed.<br/><br/>“Here I go!” she said as she sailed into the room shutting the door behind her.<br/><br/>Her nerves were honestly come by, this was an escalation on what had started as a fairly innocent.  No innocent was not the right word for it, limited?   Casual? Experimental?  In any case they had posted a few pictures on the web.  The first were pretty cheesy and the latter few more titillating.   The interest it had garnered had piqued their curiosity, and the small amount of cash they had received had inspired their greed.  Soon, however their audience dropped off, and then they thought of Ty.  He had turned out to be an easy convert in helping them.  Some mild flirting with the nerdy boy along with promises of sharing the profits had seen the creation of this little room in his parents basement and the idea for a web-cam to capture some video of the two girls..<br/><br/>She hummed to herself as she moved towards the bed, her eyes struggling to avoid Ty and the camera.   She wore their schools uniform, a tartan skirt and a plain white blouse with a loose tie matching her skirt.  Her light brown hair was tied back in a pony tail and she wore light makeup.<br/><br/>“Oh!”, she said “ It’s so good to be home!  I can’t wait to get out of this horrid uniform and into something more fun!”<br/>