After school, Amy went home. She waited for her mother to return from work so they could talk.

When Janet arrived, she took Amy into the kitchen, made herself a drink and gave Amy a soda.

"This is kind of difficult for me to explain, Amy," Janet said.

"You're gonna get married to Carl."

"No."

"No?" Amy was surprised, especially after seeing them the other night down in the living room.

"He'll never marry me. He's made that quite clear. But he likes me, you know?" Janet said.

He likes the sex, Amy thought. "And he likes you." Janet smiled nervously.

"Me?" Amy gulped. "Ah, like a daughter and stuff?"

"No, not exactly."

"Huh?"

"What?"

"He's interested in you too."

"How?" Amy asked.

"Carl has unique desires and things," Janet said. "He suggested that the three of us get together and take some pictures and things."

"Pictures?" Amy said, again surprised.

"Amy, look, you know we need money. I mean, we get by, but we don't have any savings, we don't have money for your college education, there's improvements I need to make on the house, we need a new car, oh… could go on and on."

"I know," Amy said.

"Well, Carl will give us five thousand dollars if we… if we… well, if you'll dress up, let him take pictures, you know kind of tease him. Carl likes to be teased. He likes to be dominated."

"Gee!" Amy exclaimed, not knowing exactly what to think.

Then she did think of her Uncle Frank, about that first sexual experience with him.

Janet sat in silence.

"Five thousand dollars?" Amy mumbled. "Yes, and you'll get half of it. What do you think? I'd never let you do it unless you wanted to."

"But, gee. I wouldn't know what to do, Mom."

"I'll buy you some sexy clothes, some sexy lingerie, and I'm sure Carl will tell us what he wants."