Lisa

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Everything seemed to start happening for me on my thirteenth birthday. I can't think of anything that really mattered to me or excited me until then.

My boobies had been growing since I was eleven and were a now a nice 34 C cup but my period didn't start until a week before my birthday.

My grand parents, my uncles and their kids came to my party and since it was a family gathering my Dad bought a cam-corder. The only thing was he didn't know how to operate it so my brother Sam who was fifteen and real smart on electronic things took pictures of all of us. It was fun and I guess I was kind of a camera hog.

The video came out great and I was really proud when my folks said I was photogenic and the camera loved me.

I watched it over and over fascinated by the way I looked, moved and the sound of my voice.

Sam really got into it using all his allowance to buy tapes, extra lights and other stuff to tape car races and football games. Best of all for me he shot a lot of me cheerleading. It was the nineties and the grunge look was in with all the loose clothing. I had worked hard to lose my baby fat to have a tiny waist and nice legs with a round firm butt. I kind of resented the style that hid my body. The cheerleader outfit had a big sweater that hid my growing boobs but at least it had a short skirt to show off my legs and when I jumped high and stretched up my arms I could flash my butt in the tights and give glimpses of my tight tummy.

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