I tried not to think too much about what had happened. Or, should I say what I don’t know happened. A memory loss. Strange. But nevertheless, very concerning. So much so, that I took a week off from my pizza delivery job. I didn’t want to have another episode while driving. In fact, I didn’t drive at all for a week. But nothing happened. My memory was fine. I took the break and hung out at a local park photographing whatever interested me. Crazy, but it was very relaxing just taking pics just to take pics. It reminded me of my main goal of finishing my contract with Upper Advertising and getting their sponsorship to photograph wild beavers in the wild. That’s when I realized that I couldn’t afford to have any more memory loss episodes. And if I did, I definitely couldn’t tell anyone about them. It could jeopardize my contract. Very troubling.
After a week, I did go back to work. Delivering pizza was a relatively easy job and it helped occupy my mind. I no longer imagined the female employees without their clothes on. It seems that was a temporary spell and I was very happy that I was finally over it. At this point, I really didn’t need the job. I was being paid quite a bit from Upper Advertising. So eventually I started to take fewer shifts delivering pizza.
It wasn’t too long before I was contacted by Ivan for the next project. He said it was going to be a Daisy Duke shoot. What is a Daisy Duke? Have you heard of the Dukes of Hazzard? No. So, he told me not to worry about it. The DICE will have their outfits and my responsibility will be to drive them to a rural offroad setting and take pictures of them hitchhiking or doing whatever. He said there would be a brand new truck waiting in the garage of the Mansion for us to use. Okay. Sounded simple enough. I ended up looking up the Dukes of Hazzard on the internet and found Daisy Duke. I could see the appeal. This should be fun.
The day arrived and I headed over to the Mansion. I was looking forward to working with the ladies. Ivan gave me the code allowing me to park my car in the garage. I guess I had earned some trust. There was a red Dodge Ram truck waiting in the garage when I arrived. It had an extended cab so there was plenty of room for the four of us. Piper and Josie were already inside the main house and they seemed excited to see me. They asked me if I had enjoyed myself on the last photo shoot. I said the photos turned out really well. I also said I was looking forward to today. They were already in their Daisy Duke outfits and were looking very nice. I told them so. Aurora was apparently running a little late. That was okay. I went and loaded up the truck with my equipment and then packed a cooler with ice and water bottles. By that time, Aurora had arrived and changed into her outfit. I should say that the outfits were unique, but definitely in the Daisy Duke style along with cowboy boots and cowboy hats. Aurora had a baseball cap that said Cummings on it. She always had to be different. Of course she had her sunglasses on. I said hello and she looked at me strange and said, hey.
We piled into the truck and headed out. The truck had that new vehicle smell and everything was immaculately clean. No vanilla soft serve ice cream smell. I hope it would stay that way. In the prior week, I had scouted possible locations so I knew where I was going. It wasn’t a long drive, but it was nice to get out of the city. Aurora sat up front with me and I would catch her staring at me. Is everything okay? She would just shrug and say sure. How about you? Yeah, it’s looking like a really nice day again. She didn’t appear satisfied. Oh well. I guess she had her mind on other things.
It was a hot day with very little wind. The roads were dusty and the truck kicked up the dust. We arrived at a spot off of any main roads that I had picked out prior. No one was around. So, we got out and I insisted on sunscreen before filming began. I didn’t want anyone getting burnt. Even though the sun was beating down on the ladies, they posed for some incredible shots. Sticking out their thumbs like hitchhikers. Bending over and grabbing their ankles. Opening up their shirts. Pulling down their shorts to the tops of their boots. Then pulling down their underwear to the tops of their boots. Doing squats. Arms in the air. They were really starting to sweat. So was I. It was hot out! I asked them if they wanted to cool off with some water. Three thumbs up. But they didn’t just drink the water. They started pouring it over themselves like a shower. Soon they were totally wet and I just kept snapping my pics. They would toss their hair and water would come spraying off. And again, it was never just group photos. I snapped them individually as well. They all had their own unique styles and characteristics. I would be constantly checking the road for any vehicles especially when they … exposed themselves, but we were left alone. We were there for just over an hour. The time went by super fast which I guess is normal when you are working. They were still somewhat wet when we were getting back into the truck. I cranked up the air conditioning to help cool them off. And we headed back.
Along the way the ladies noticed a small farmer’s market and they easily convinced me to stop. They got out in their Daisy Duke attire and went in shopping. I grabbed my camera. There were other people there, but soon the DICE became a growing attraction. I did snap photos of them picking out fruit. Piper picked up a couple of melons. Josie was looking over the strawberries. And Aurora was focused on bananas and cucumbers. They were having fun. It almost felt like a little family outing. Some people asked to take selfies with them. And the ladies were very happy to comply. An older man had a huge smile while he stared at all three. A young couple posed with their infant child. The child ended up pointing at Piper’s chest and said Boobs. Apparently, that was the first words he spoke. He also made sucking noises and was opening and closing his fists. The mother did not appear too pleased. I paid for the fruit and we drove back to the Mansion. I felt really good about the day.
But it wasn’t entirely over. The ladies insisted on having a fruit snack. So, in the kitchen they cleaned the fruit and we enjoyed fresh melons, strawberries and bananas. And cucumber as well, but I am not sure if that is a fruit. It tasted good though. The ladies have a very disgusting way of eating. They enjoyed squishing the fruit in their fingers and then licking it off each other’s hands. Juices started running down their arms and soon they were taking off their clothes. I guess so they wouldn’t get sticky. They rubbed the juices all over their dirty bodies. I started to think that these women were seriously insane. Then, after they decided they had had enough, they said they wanted to get cleaned up. They definitely needed a good cleaning. You could tell they were sticky all over. Wait. Do you mean…? Cleaning duties? Yup.
Okay. Okay. Okay. I felt a touch of anxiety. But they took me by the hand and like déjà vu they led me upstairs and again, they were already naked.
I woke up on a bed. I was naked. Aurora had her leg across my waist. Her head was on my chest and she was drooling. Obviously fast asleep. Piper and Josie were on the other side of the bed asleep. I slowly slid out of the bed without waking anyone. After finding my clothes and getting dressed. I quickly made my way to my car and left. All I kept thinking about was that it had happened again! I couldn’t remember anything!
My mind was racing. It was such an incredible day and now this. Twice now. What is going on with me? I need this job. I went home and just sat on the couch trying to come to grips with my situation. Over and over and over my mind reeled. Was I losing my mind? Was I cursed? Am I sick? I don’t feel sick. In fact, I feel really good.
To disconnect from my anxiety, I went to my computer and looked over the pics for the day. And no, I didn’t focus on body hair. I just enjoyed looking over the ladies having fun. With the water bottles and the spray coming off their hair and bodies. At the market where the old man was staring intently at the ladies. Big happy smile on his face. I wish I could enjoy them in the same way, but I had a job to do. It maybe wrong to think, but the child was funny staring at what he voiced for the first time was Piper’s Boobs. It made me chuckle. The look on his mother’s face. The troubled look on the father’s.
I looked at Aurora. Baseball cap on backwards. Sunglasses. Her sunglasses. Why was she always wearing sunglasses? And I realized something. She had a variety of sunglasses. As I stared at her looking into the camera, I realized something else. She wasn’t Daisy Duke. She couldn’t even pretend to be Daisy Duke. Piper and Josie could, but not Aurora. Daisy Duke was Aurora. Piper and Josie were Aurora. It was a little frightening. This energy that emanated from her even through the photos. I think I should keep a distance. But how?
Long day and a lot of things to think about.
I crawled into bed. And as what had now become a habit, I placed Aurora’s white lacey panties with the faint yellow stain upon my face and contentedly let the aroma send me to sleep.
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