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Leave it to Beavers: Jake 5

I thought it was bad enough that I was seeing naked women all over the place now. And not just naked women, but Piper and Josie and yes, Aurora. Now… I cannot stop thinking about Aurora’s panties! What am I going to do? Return them? Hey, Aurora, you left your white panties, with the lace, and a faint yellow stain in my car. No, I didn’t smell them at all. Why would I smell your panties. Or, I could just keep them and pretend I didn’t know anything about them. If she asks about them, I might ask if she could describe them. Were they white with lace and a faint yellow stain? Nope, haven’t seen them OR smelled them. I really wanted to keep them though and I didn’t know why. I wasn’t going to wear them and I don’t consider myself a thief. The right thing to do would be give them back. That is how my Mom raised me. My Mom. Now I am thinking about my Mom and Aurora’s panties at the same time! This is crazy. If my Mom knew I was taking pictures of women having sex… wait, if I am here, then Mom and Dad had sex. After watching the DICE, twice now having sex, what did my parents do?

I have decided. I am going to return the panties on the next shoot. That’s it! Decision made. What a relief?

I have been keeping them on my nightstand next to my bed. Just so I won’t lose them. Sometimes I find myself staring at them. Then I will pick them up and look at the faint yellow stain. And of course, since no one is around, I will smell them. Not a big deal. I briefly wondered if I should wash them. But then, I have never washed a woman’s panties before and what if I ruined them. No, better just to return them as is. With the white lace and the faint yellow stain and that smell of…

Strange, but I found myself forgetting things. Like what day it was or I would buy some milk and discover I already had milk in the fridge. Sometimes I found myself staring at Aurora’s panties while lying in bed not knowing exactly how I got there. Or looking at the photos of the DICE without realizing it. Must have been strictly for artistic purposes.

I almost forgot about the last phone call I had with Ivan. The girls were annoyed I didn’t help them clean up. Clean up what? What was I supposed to clean up? Wash their baseball uniforms? Wash… wait. That is not possible. I mean no way. But what if that is what they wanted? It’s in my contract and that contract is really good. I will be set for life, but I can’t do that. What would Mom think?

I wasn’t getting much sleep. If I wasn’t staring at Aurora’s panties, I would wake up with them on my face.

Work was the same old thing. I would just see naked female employees covered in flour and pizza sauce. There were male employees, but I never really saw them. I would make my deliveries and women would come to the doors completely naked. I was seeing naked women everywhere. Is something wrong with me? I started feeling trapped. My life was … moderately normal. Until I went to that hotel room and met the DICE. I photographed beautiful naked women… doing things. Maybe I am addicted? But to what? The money? I almost forgot. My pay on the second shoot was double the first! Ivan said the first shoot was a tryout to see how I did. This is really like an easy gig. So, what was bothering me?

Classes had ended and it just became the tedium of delivering pizzas and waiting for the next shoot. I did attempt to take some photos, but they too became mundane. Waiting, waiting, waiting.

Ivan called and gave the schedule for the next shoot. It was going to be at the Mansion. It was to be a bikini shoot by the pool. Apparently, the Mansion had a pool. I was looking forward to seeing the Mansion. I only saw it from the road. I had my camera equipment packed days ahead. I started to get into professional mode. I now knew what I should be expecting from the ladies. Plenty of flesh, changing in front of me and then they will do their thing. I just have to stay cool and focused.

I hadn’t washed to car yet and the smell of melted soft serve vanilla ice cream permeated throughout my car. It reminded me of the DICE doing their thing in the back seat. I was almost at the Mansion when I realized I had forgot Aurora’s panties. The ones with the white lace and faint yellow stain that smelled… oh well, if she doesn’t say anything I won’t either.

All three warmly greeted me at the gate. They were already in bikinis and they took me on a tour of the Mansion. I have never been in such a massive home. The garage itself was like two of my apartments put together. Huge living room fireplace, a dining room that could easily fit 20 guests. I don’t even know 20 people. The kitchen was immaculately clean and fully stocked. I asked about the upstairs, but Aurora said we could see that later. Okay. We exited the Mansion through the patio doors onto the pool area that was fully enclosed. And then we got to work. Not sure if you could call what the girls did as work. It looked more like play to me.

They did their poses in and out of the water. On lawn chairs. There was a patio table that contained a number of different bikinis. And as I suspected, they had no problem changing in front of me. I just took it in stride. They lathered themselves with sunscreen and oils. It made their skin glow. Of course, Aurora still wore her glasses. I have to say, I was becoming more comfortable with the ladies. It just seemed we knew what to expect from each other. They would spread their legs or bend over grabbing their bums. Sticking out their tongues making naughty faces. Sometimes they would pose half naked and sometimes they would pose with nothing on and still spreading their legs and sometimes touching themselves. I became aware that it was these times when they … started touching themselves that it would lead to them doing other things. I just kept on taking pictures.

It was a nice day and I thought the photos were going to turn out great. I was feeling really good.

Then Aurora said that they were going to need help cleaning up. Oh my god. I forgot. Okay. What do you need help cleaning up? I think I said that, but not entirely sure. Just follow us they said. They were naked. So, I followed them back into the Mansion and they headed for the stairs. I remember watching their naked bums going up the stairs.

Then, I was in my car. I had started it. The smell of melted soft serve vanilla ice cream brought me back. What had happened? Naked bums going up the stairs and now I am in my car! I almost went back inside, but I didn’t want to appear like an idiot. I drove home. All the time, just wondering. I have never blacked out before or had a memory lapse. It’s kind of scary. I don’t feel drugged. In fact, I was feeling pretty good. For some reason I had a flashback of my first real hunting trip with my dad. Wasn’t sure why I would think of that, but I did. The first deer I shot. It was a ten-point buck. At the time, it seemed huge to me. I remember my dad cutting out the liver and saying every true hunter must take a bite of their first kill. It was like a rite of passage. I trusted my dad so I did as I was told. Blood dripping down my chin. Odd taste. He marked my cheeks with blood. I really didn’t feel any different. But then I realized that it was a short time later that I saw that beaver swimming in the lake. My spirit animal. Was there a connection?

I snapped out of my thoughts. I went to my computer and loaded up the pics I had just taken of the DICE. I enjoyed checking over my work before sending the pics to Ivan. I studied the women more closely. At least more closely than before. Their skin glistened in the sun with water or sunscreen. Their hair captured my attention. Josie had a darker auburn hair colour. A little curly. I noticed the snake tattoo that wound about her left leg. It was very colourful. The tail started near her ankle with the head disappearing in her pubic hair. Interesting. I zoomed in and was even able to see finer hairs around her belly button and on her arms. Neck hairs. I looked at Piper and well, the first thing that stands out is her incredible chest but she too had fine blonde hairs on her chest. Her hair was very blonde and it matched her neatly trimmed pubic hairs. She had fine hairs running from below her tailbone up her backside. Just fascinating really. Then there was Aurora. Aurora had armpit hair. I always thought women shaved their armpits. Why was she different? She had sandy blonde hair on her head that fell loosely to her shoulders. Her armpit hair and pubic hair were the same colour. But she even had fine hairs all over her body that at first glance you wouldn’t really notice. Even her legs. Did she shave at all? Her upper lip had similar small hairs, but on her it just seemed normal. Like there was anything normal about Aurora. I was looking at a shot of her spreading her legs. Her hands were down spreading… well, they were spreading. I was just looking at her wet pubic hair and not the pink between her fingers. It was easier not getting distracted by zooming in closer. She had soft hairs around … the pink… and it was dripping… wet. I shook my head. It was dark outside and I was tired. I shot off my computer deciding that I would send the pics the next day. I went to bed and automatically grabbed Aurora’s white lace panties with the faint yellow stain and placed them over my face. That peculiar smell lulled me to sleep like a drug.

Leave it to Beavers: Ivan Jakofski

My name is Ivan Jakofski and I work for Upper Advertising. It is a private company and handles special clients. I was given the task of promoting StarDreamers. StarDreamers is a website for escorts. I knew nothing about the escort or sex industry except that it is extremely popular and unpopular at the same time. In other words, I was starting from scratch. The StarDreamers website works very much like a dating website. Create a profile, submit pics, chat, etc. There are hundreds if not thousands of websites and apps offering the same services. I have to come up with some plan to make StarDreamers unique and have it stand out amongst all the numerous other sites. And I know nothing about escorts. So that is where I had to start.

I began by simply interviewing escorts. At least, I thought it would be simple. Was I wrong. There are no standards or parameters or guidelines in the industry. Generally, escorts advertise on, again, numerous sites displaying seductive photos and outlining the services they provide. Thousands and thousands, if not millions and millions, of escorts all competing in an effort to make money selling sex. Now, I had to think about that and attempt to put it in context. Millions and millions of individuals selling a single service. There is that. And it seemed like all I was doing was interviews for months and months trying to gain some understanding of the escort industry. What I discovered was that, even though they may be selling a single service being sex, they are ALL unique. And it goes far beyond mere physical differences. They all have different reasons for being escorts. What they do and how they conduct their business varies all over the map. And yet I found there was one common element they all seemed to share. No organization. No coalition. No defined set of parameters that they were governed by. And without organization, they were vulnerable.

I pondered this vulnerability for a long time while still going about my interviews. The biggest question I had was could escorts become organized and how? I have done enough interviews to know that escorts like their independence. And it came to me in the wee hours of the morning. I only needed a small group to lay the foundation. I came up with the Diamond Club. It seemed just as good as any other name. It would be a group of selected escorts within StarDreamers. An experiment of sorts. And thus became The Diamond Club Experiment.

I decided, since it was an experiment, that I would only select 3 individuals. The Diamond Club Experiment began with Aurora, Piper, and Josie. They loved sex. And I mean really loved sex. They also agreed to share their clients and became very supportive of each other. And yet, they retained their independence. I had nothing to do with their business other than bringing them together. And it worked! They tripled their clients by working together.

I then asked them if they would be interested in doing group photos. And they readily agreed. Not being a photographer myself, I ended up having to hire one and that is where Jake came into the picture. No pun. The tragic consequences of Jake working with the Diamond Club Experiment I could not have foreseen. And yet, at the time, it seemed logical from an advertising perspective.

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Leave it to Beavers: Jake 7

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.

Leave it to Beavers: Jake 11

I had plenty of free time now that I no longer worked delivering pizza. I decided to practice my craft by photographing people. Anyone and anywhere. They could be walking their dogs, fishing, having lunch on park benches, waiting for the bus. Anyone. Obviously, I would ask first. Taking someone’s photograph is very personal and even though they may be in public, they should still be afforded some measure of privacy. Most people agreed readily. Some even asked me to email them photos which I did. Some even sent me back money for the photos. It was fun and it passed the time.

Great Expectations was one of my favorite books by Charles Dickens and because I had so much free time I decided to read it again. Funny, but it seems like each time you read any novel again, at least for me, you gain new insights. The relationship between Pip and Estelle stood out this time around. I knew how the novel ended so even as I was reading it, I began to wonder at the depth of Estelle. I wonder if she had been real what it would have been like to photograph her.

Ivan called and said the next shoot was to be more elaborate than the others. It was to be a western genre like the movie Young Guns except with the DICE. They had hired a very reputable costume company to custom fit the entire wardrobe to the ladies’ specifications. Boots, chaps, vests, gloves, and hats. Even guns with holsters. Everything. It sounded super exciting. There was going to be support staff to assist the ladies getting dressed up and putting on make-up. They had located a ranch nearby that they were going to rent for the day with horse trainers. And I would be like the director of the shoot! This was awesome! The costume company was going to set up in the garage of the Mansion and he wanted me to be there and help select the outfits for the ladies. This should be a lot of fun and I have to say I was pretty excited.

The day arrived for the fittings and I drove my car to the Mansion, parking outside this time. I didn’t need any equipment, but I decided to bring my camera in anyway. The women were just as excited as I was. The garage was cordoned off for the different attire. And each section had assistants and tailors to take measurements. There must have been like 20 people in the garage that were completely professional and made the ladies feel comfortable in the process. The boots section alone had a wide variety of boots. It was almost like a circus.

It was still a job and we got to work. There was a main supervisor and then Aurora, Piper, and Josie had individual assistants. I was mainly there to offer my opinions. The costumes had to be uniform and coordinated so that the separate parts fit the overall effect. This wasn’t just photographing the women in lingerie or bikinis. However, they even had a lingerie section. That was where we started. There were no jeans for this shoot. Under the chaps and the vests and the holsters there was to be lingerie. It wasn’t a movie we were making after all. And believe it or not, they had unique vintage lingerie even back in the old west. The ladies were a little miffed when they had to try the underwear on over their own, but I smoothed things out by taking some pics and letting them know that they were going to look super hot. They picked out boots with spurs. Not real spurs of course. They were fascinated with the leather chaps and how to buckle them on. I made sure that there were no places that might cause chaffing to the skin. The last thing I wanted was one of the women having blisters on their backsides. Vests then light long-coats. Leather gloves made to fit. The women loved the holsters and guns and pretended to shoot everyone. The guns were not real, but again I insisted that the gun-belts were fitted to not cause any chaffing. I had to look out for my friends. That just left the hats and scarves. Unfortunately, because some of the things had to be tailored, we could not put the outfits together until the day of the shoot. I was sure it was going to be a long day. A long day, but a fun day.

A few days later, we went to the ranch. Josie was familiar with horses, but Aurora and Piper had never ridden and some, not all the shots, required them to be on horseback. I wanted to see the ranch just to get a vision on how and where I thought the best shots would be taken. Aurora was definitely nervous around the horses. Actually, she seemed nervous around most of the animals. I tried to calm her down by saying she was going to make an incredible cowgirl. Jesse James and Billy the Kid would have nothing on her. She smiled at me and appeared to relax somewhat. With Aurora, you just never knew what she was thinking. They each had a horse trainer, but I stuck close to Aurora to offer any support. They were not going to be on the horses for very long. However, Ivan wanted a shot of them galloping so that would most likely be the scariest part. So, for most of the day they practiced trotting and galloping. Watching the women get on their horses was pretty funny. Even the smallest horse, Aurora’s, was huge compared to her. I took plenty of pics of her climbing into the saddle. It was a very exhausting day for the ladies. I am sure they had some sore leg muscles.

The day of the shoot was about a week later. I parked my car in the Mansion garage which was now completely cleaned up. Once again, there was a full-size truck for us to take to the ranch. The women were ready to go and after I quickly loaded my equipment we took off for the ranch. Aurora was up front and had a whimsical, knowing look on her face. Who knows with her. All the assistants and helpers were already there waiting for our arrival. Make-up artists and costume designers soon began working with Aurora, Piper and Josie. Those working with Aurora had strange expressions. Maybe it was the armpit hair. I have to say their western garb looked incredible. They could easily pass for old cowgirls. Well, with the exception that they had bare legs and exposed panties. Although they were no longer needed, many of the helpers stuck around.

It was decided that we would get the horse shots done first. These were pre-choreographed so there was really no room for experimentation. There were other animals at the ranch besides the horses and they seemed to have a keen interest in Aurora. Ducks, chickens, piglets, sheep, and dogs were following her and appeared to be sniffing her legs. Some of the trainers had to shoo them away. It was pretty funny. I ended up with plenty of photos with the horses. I captured them climbing up into the saddles, galloping and trotting. Aurora, however, insisted that I help her get into her saddle. Horses do have a strong aroma. They posed with their pistols drawn as well as carrying rifles. They posed in front of the horses and walking them. I thought it was great!

After the horses, the ladies went to a more secluded place in the corral. Unfortunately, for the eager observers, they were not allowed to watch this portion of the shoot. In front of hay bales, they now posed removing their coats, then vests and finally their chaps. Piper and Josie seemed particularly aroused and started kissing Aurora all over. Like aggressively. I mean MORE aggressively than other shoots. They buried their faces in her armpits and then went … between her legs. Soon, all they were wearing was their hats, holsters, gloves and boots. And I just kept on taking my pics.

Then Aurora said they wanted to get more pics on the horses. The horses were brought back in with the help of the eager trainers who I have to say were very professional all things considered. Aurora once again asked me to help her into the saddle. She struggled and I really had to make an effort to push her up. I didn’t realize that horses had such a strong smell. They went through the same poses as before and we quickly wrapped up the shoot. The ladies even gave the trainers a hug which they, with big smiles, appreciated.

The day went by fast, but it was still a long day. All the animals followed Aurora apparently to say goodbye. By the time we were leaving the sun was just beginning to set. The ladies got back into their lingerie for the ride home. Piper and Josie were in the backseats and were soon fooling around. Aurora was up front with me and although I pretended not to notice, she had her hands in her panties. She really has a hard time with this. A musty smell filled the truck. The smell of the horses must have rubbed off on the women.

I already knew what to expect as I pulled into the Mansion’s garage. Piper and Josie quickly hopped out and were gone. I followed Aurora. She didn’t have to ask. I just knew. We made our way through the house. She was still wearing her hat, gloves, and old west lingerie. I followed her up the stairs.

The sun was just rising when I woke up. Aurora had one leg across my stomach and she was fast asleep with her head on my chest, drool leaking from her lips. A strong smell of sweat lingered around the room. I carefully slid off the bed without waking Aurora. Quickly dressing, again I have no recollection of anything that happened, I made it to my car with my equipment and took off home. Why is it I always seem to lose my mind around Aurora? Is there a connection? She is so strange. Maybe I am cursed. Aurora. Armpit hair and sunglasses.

I got home and went to bed.

Leave it to Beavers: Jake 13

Ivan called and said he really enjoyed the western shoot. The photos were amazing! And that I was doing excellent work and the ladies really loved working with me. It is always nice to hear compliments on your work. However, being modest, I said the credit should really go to the women of DICE. And I really meant it. After all, they were my friends… or at least that is what they said. Ivan said either way, the investors at StarDreamers really appreciated the work and they decided to offer a work/vacation getaway. Cool! They were going to rent a cabin in the mountains by a lake and that I would have a variety of ways to photograph the ladies. The cabin had a fireplace, a dock with a motorboat, a hot tub, and all in the scenic mountains. This was incredible! It would be just like going home to Easter Bay! Without Mom and Dad of course. I cannot even imagine doing … well, doing what I do with Mom and Dad watching! Nightmare!!! Anyway, getting away from the city and being in the woods was like a dream. I might even, I hope, I hope, to see some wild beavers!!! I wish I could have called or texted the ladies, but of course in my contract there is a no contact clause. Not sure why. I have to go through Ivan for all the arrangements.

I really didn’t have to make any plans to pack as I was so used to being in the woods that my stuff was pretty much ready to go. I would have liked to have gone hunting, but wasn’t sure if the ladies would like that too much and it was only for a weekend. But, I could still go fishing! I was so looking forward to this. We were to leave on a Friday and return on the following Monday. It was late summer so the mountains were going to be so beautiful and the trees would just be beginning to turn colour for winter. I couldn’t help but smile thinking about it! I arrived at the Mansion early Friday morning and parked my soft serve melted vanilla ice cream smelling Chevy Nova in the garage. There was a new Audi A7 all ready for us to take to the mountains. The ladies were already there and after warmly greeting my friends, I quickly loaded their stuff, along with mine into the trunk of the Audi. I couldn’t believe how much room there is in the back of an Audi!

We set off. Our destination was already pre-programmed into the car’s navigational system. Super easy. Although, I grew up with maps that my Dad taught me how to read. Aurora sat up front and seemed very eager to see the mountains. It was going to be about a 4 hour drive and Piper said she had made a playlist of classic rock songs on her phone. I also grew up on Dad’s love for classic rock. It always made long drives way more enjoyable. The mountains soon loomed towards us and traffic became less and less. Tom Petty was playing Southern Accents. The sun was shining, but you could sense a slight drop in temperature and the elevation made my ears pop.

We passed a large sign that said we were now in bear country. Home! Well, not quite. Aurora, for most of the trip had been quiet until she saw that sign. She was asking if that sign was a joke. And I said no, we are in bear country. She started to become a little frantic. Okay, she became a lot frantic. Piper and Josie attempted to calm her down. I reassured her that more people were killed by moose and elk and deer than bears. We probably wouldn’t even see a bear. Bears tended to stay away from humans. She really had an animal phobia. Then I remembered her being uncomfortable around the animals at the ranch even though they all seemed to be attracted to her smell. I told her that she was more likely to see moose, elk, deer, maybe a mountain lion, birds, rabbits… She freaked when I said rabbits! Are there white rabbits?? White rabbits? Apparently, she was even more afraid of white rabbits than bears. Did I say Aurora was strange? I said if there were any rabbits they would not be white since it wasn’t winter. It didn’t really seem to help.

For the rest of the drive she would go through periods of pensive silence and then ask me a litany of animal questions. Finally, I told her to relax, which later in life I would realize you never ever say to a woman, that I grew up in the mountains and I would be there to protect her and Piper and Josie. She made me promise to protect her. Of course, I promised. A vacation with a hysteric woman is no vacation.

We arrived at the cabin in the afternoon. A log cabin and the scenic view was all I imagined. The air felt so clean. Piper and Josie ran down to the dock. Aurora asked if I would help her check out the cabin. She just wanted to be inside for a bit. I think she was still feeling nervous. I really did feel sorry for her. The cabin had that inviting rustic smell of wood. There were photos hanging from the walls of all sorts of animals that could be found in the area. A stuffed deer head hung over the fireplace. None of this seemed to sooth Aurora. She insisted that I check out all the rooms. And afterwards she asked me to check them again. Holy. The cabin was spacious. The kitchen was well stocked and the dining room table resembled a picnic like table. There were multiple bedrooms and also a couch with a pullout bed. Off the kitchen was a deck with a BBQ and a Jacuzzi. It was very nice. Piper and Josie came in and said the view from the dock was incredible. There was a nice boat and you could see little fish swimming around the dock.

By the time they got themselves settled it was later in the afternoon. Piper and Josie took a room together and Aurora took her own room. I decided I would sleep on the couch pull out. For dinner we agreed that I would cook some burgers on the BBQ and the ladies would make a simple salad. It was almost … homey. Almost. There were still a couple hours of sunlight so I suggested that the ladies enjoy the Jacuzzi and I would take some pics. Get a head start. They all got into their bikinis and jumped into the Jacuzzi. Even Aurora. Although, just not as enthusiastically. The sun was like just behind them and there was even a view of the dock. It made for some excellent pics. Afterwards, I made them some cocktails while I enjoyed my beer. It felt nice to be able to just relax with them and watch the sunset. They did ask if I wanted to join them. I respectfully declined. I really didn’t want to get into the Jacuzzi with these 3 naked women. After all, they were my friends.

We were all a little tired from the drive and add a few alcoholic beverages it was soon time to turn in. Josie and Piper went to their room and Aurora went to hers. I was a little surprised Aurora didn’t join the other two, but I guess she was just tired. I got a fire going. I just love sleeping next to a fire. I heard some grunts and moans coming from Piper and Josie. That wasn’t really a surprise. It did make me smile. I was soon in bed myself, lulled to sleep by the dark night and the crackling of the fire. At that moment, I couldn’t think of a place I would rather be.

I woke the next morning and found Aurora in my bed curled up behind me. It was still early morning. I wasn’t sure what she was doing there, but I decided to let her sleep. I wanted to go fishing anyway. I quickly dressed and grabbed my gear. I went down to the dock. The lake was calm and there was a morning mist hovering over the surface. I could hear loons in the distance. I should have brought my camera, but there was always tomorrow. I settled into my fishing and soon caught a couple nice trout. Dinner for tonight. I missed this. Nothing could break this tranquil moment.

Except maybe a scream coming from the cabin. What was going on? I dropped my pole and rushed up to find Aurora in hysterics! Piper and Josie were trying to console her, but she looked at me and crying kept asking me where I went and why did I leave her alone and she could have been killed by white rabbits or bears or moose or elk or sharks or … WHY DID YOU LEAVE ME!!!??? Josie went and came back with a glass of water and some pills that she said were muscle relaxers. She gave one to Aurora. And soon, thankfully, Aurora began to calm down. She said she was sorry. She just panicked. She had a bad dream. Wow! I am so grateful I am not a woman. Aurora was strange to begin with, but she always seemed so in control. After being tucked in by Piper and Josie, she finally fell into a peaceful sleep on the pull out bed. What a morning.

Later that day, Piper and Josie joined me down by the dock so we could get some pics of them pretending to fish. For most of the day they had been watching Aurora and after she woke and apologized again, she said she would take a quick shower and join us after. The ladies were wearing waders and tight shorts with a fishing vest just barely covering their bras. They had on sunglasses and cabin hats. Their lines didn’t actually have any hooks or bait. It was all for show. They posed in various seductive positions and I captured them from various angles. It was nice.

And low and behold if Aurora didn’t come down to join us. She hugged everyone, but me. But she looked nice. She had made a jug of orange juice with vodka and we were soon enjoying cocktails and taking pics. They soon lost their waders and shorts and underwear. They were left with sunglasses, hats and their vests. Piper could have gone without a vest she was just so … big. And Josie’s snake glistened in the water. They were all laughing. They would slap their poles in the water and Aurora was holding the pole from the wrong end and while I kept taking pics, I just thought these women were nuts! And then… Aurora stood straight up in the water and did a nose plant into the lake! Like face first! Of course I got an excellent pic of her going in, but then we all looked at each other expecting her to get up. She didn’t! I rushed in and picked her up into my arms. She was choking and gasping. I had Piper and Josie run up ahead to get some towels as I carried Aurora back to the cabin. She was squirming and laughing and singing. For someone so petite, she was heavier than I imagined. She grabbed my head and kissed me! I mean she really kissed me! And then she just laughed! She was clearly out of her mind. The women dried her off and got her back into bed. She was still babbling incoherently. Josie discovered her pill bottle on the counter and she guessed that Aurora may have taken another 2 pills! No wonder and that was with the vodka and orange juice. That was it for the day. No one was leaving Aurora alone.

We spent the rest of the day looking after Aurora and we also decided to cut our vacation short and leave the next day. I did end up cooking my trout with some mushroom rice on the side. Everyone enjoyed it. Everyone, but Aurora, who was still asleep. Then we, except Aurora, played a game of Monopoly to pass the time. After that, Piper and Josie got into some pajamas and I took some more pics. They were even able to get Aurora in her pajamas and positioned her in some pics even though she was completely passed out. It was rather easy to do because she always wore sunglasses anyway.

Piper and Josie convinced me it was a good idea if I slept with my arm around Aurora. At first, I was hesitant. They were worried she might wake up and hurt herself so I reluctantly consented. After all, we slept together the night before. Piper and Josie went to their room and I crawled in behind Aurora. It felt weird putting my arm around her. I had to get close to her. But… it was for her own good. She smelled nice. She was warm. She grabbed my hand and held it to her chest. I fell asleep breathing in her scent. I had some nice dreams that the next day I couldn’t remember.

I woke up the next day to the smell of coffee. Usually, I am the first one to wake. But Piper and Josie were making breakfast. Eggs and bacon and toast and fresh coffee. Aurora was still asleep. But shortly, even she was awake. She asked what had happened and when we explained she apologized for ruining everyone’s vacation. We told her that we were leaving a day early. I made up some excuse that I had to get back early for some various reason. And after breakfast I loaded up our gear in the Audi A7 and we left. Aurora was in the back seat behind me and Piper sat up front. The trip back was quiet and uneventful. I did get some excellent shots so it wasn’t all a waste. Aurora was explaining to Josie and Piper how sorry she was and that she had this huge dread of animals. Especially white rabbits. She watched this movie, The Holy Grail, and there was a white rabbit that bit people’s heads off. She was never able to get over it. Hours later, we arrived at the Mansion. I unloaded the Audi A7 and hugged the ladies goodbye. I told Aurora to take care of herself and I would see her soon. Better I hoped. She still seemed out of sorts. After loading it up, I got back into my soft served vanilla ice cream smelling car and headed home. As I was pulling out of the driveway, I imagined I heard someone call my name, but no, I really only imagined it. Right?

Leave it to Beavers: Aurora 14

I was so happy to wash the stink off. The things I do for Jake. He was of course gone when I woke up. I can’t seem to catch a break. It would have been nice to have him take a shower with me and get me cleaned up. With just his tongue. But that wasn’t the case. I would have to wait like another month to see him. As much as he was so annoying, I was getting more and more annoyed having to wait a month between fucks! What a stupid rule! And some may think it’s no big deal. After all, I am Spiritual Healer. I fuck for a living! But I no longer want to fuck anyone else! I have completely lost interest.

Ivan later called and said he had a special surprise for us. We would be going to a log cabin in the mountains for a vacation. It would be 4 days and 3 nights. We would also be working, but at a more relaxed level. This was incredible! 3 nights with Jake! Oh my God! Ivan said a whole bunch of things that I didn’t pay attention to. I could really work on just being his friend! Yes, Piper and Josie would be there, but I knew I could make time on just being alone with Jake. I imagined us sitting by a fire, watching the sunset over the mountains, holding hands, and not saying too much because I am really not interested in what Jake has to say. Jake’s mouth and tongue have one purpose in my mind. And then as the sun sets, he picks me up in his strong arms and carries me to the cabin. We kiss the whole way. And he takes me into our bed and fucks me and fucks me and fucks me. All night. And in the morning, we wake up and he again fucks me and fucks me and fucks me… Whew! That is a lot of fucking! I am so going to enjoy this trip!!

The Friday arrives and we all meet at the Mansion. It seems like forever since I saw Jake. Unfortunately, he was more interested in the car we were to take on our vacation. He called it a Howdi. What a stupid name for a car. He loaded all our stuff and we were soon heading out of the city on our grand adventure. I was in the front passenger seat. Music was playing and it was a beautiful day. Jake said it would be about a 4 hour drive. And for the longest time, I really didn’t have anything to say. It was like writer’s block. I felt stupid and it was all Jake’s fault! We absolutely have nothing in common! I guess we have beavers in common… that made me laugh. Jake just looked at me and I just shrugged with a smile. Let him wonder.

Jake said we were getting closer to our destination. There was very little traffic and not much to see, but trees and trees and more trees. Up ahead a large sign came into view. At least it broke the monotony. The sign said we were entering Bear Country. Wait, what??!! I looked at Jake. Bear Country??!! Yup was all he said as if it was the most normal thing! I guess he realized I was nervous because he then went on to say, in an attempt to comfort me, that there were many other animals in the mountains that were worse than bears. Like sharks, lions, elephants, whales, dinosaurs… You are not making me feel better Jake!!! Tell me there are no rabbits! Oh yes, a lot of rabbits. I am scared to death of rabbits!!! I felt myself start to panic. This is not at all what I expected. Jake seemed so calm about everything. He was so fucking annoying!!! I couldn’t think. Rabbits.

We arrived at the cabin. I half expected it to be over run with rabbits. But I didn’t see any. I didn’t even want to get out of the stupid Howdi. But I did. Piper and Josie said they wanted to check out the dock. I insisted that Jake take me into the cabin to check it out. I had him check every room and then I had him do it again. There were pictures of animals covered in blood hanging from the walls. There was a deer head, at least Jake said it was deer head, above the fireplace with fangs. I shivered. What had I gotten myself into? All in all, the cabin was very nice.

Jake went down to the dock. I stayed inside and made some excuse I can’t remember, but I watched out the picture window and saw Jake and Piper and Josie laughing at something on the dock. Getting along with Jake seemed so easy to them. I was almost jealous. Almost. Later, they came back in and they made supper while I sat on the sofa feeling like the odd man out. I was hungry and the burgers and salad they had made hit the spot. Then they moved outside and were sitting on the deck having cocktails. Piper and Josie came in and said they were going in the Jacuzzi and asked if I wanted to join them. Jake was going to take some pictures. I reluctantly agreed. I still didn’t feel really comfortable outside. But Jake was there and by this time I was tired of Piper and Josie having all the fun. We posed in the jacuzzi in our bathing suits but soon they came off. Piper and Josie started making out, but I wasn’t really interested. I did some kissing and touching for the camera and for Jake.

The sun was setting and we all went inside. I couldn’t believe how exhausted I was. Must have been the clean air or the long drive. Piper and Josie took a room together. I took my own room. Part of me hoping… hoping Jake would join me. He didn’t. Instead, he took the sofa’s pull-out mattress near the fireplace. I went to bed alone. In my room there was a picture of a beaver staring back at me. Great. I got into bed, closed my eyes and pretended I didn’t hear moans and grunts coming from Piper and Josie.

I dreamt of King Arthur. It was a favorite dream of mine. But my version had a twist. King Arthur didn’t pull the sword Excalibur out of a stone to become king. Excalibur was really a mighty cock that he pulled out of his armored pants and when Princess Cunnivere saw it, she sucked and fucked his mighty cock making him King of the land and King of Castle Cumalot. But soon, good ol’ King Arthur started paying more attention to the land and not to Queen Cunnivere. This was bad because Queen Cunnivere was horny like all the time and needed sexual gratification in order to be a good and just queen. With his attention focused elsewhere, King Arthur asked his best and most loyal friend Sir Lancelot, who looked a lot like Jake, to guard and take care of all the Queen’s needs. Well, he wasn’t called Sir Lancelot for nothing and soon, with Queen Cunnivere prancing around naked half the time and horny as a Queen bitch in heat, they soon began to fuck a lot in Castle Cumalot and the Queen enjoyed his lance a lot! But then my dream turned to the quest for the Holy Grail. I had watched a movie called the Holy Grail and Arthur had sent out his knights, including Sir Lancelot to find it. But they came across a cave guarded by a terrible monster. A white bunny rabbit. They all laughed at the monster until it started flying through the air and biting the heads off the knights with blood gushing from their necks! It was terrible!!!

I woke up. I thought I heard something coming from outside. A white rabbit? I couldn’t get back to sleep. I left my room. Jake must have made a fire and its embers were casting haunting reflections around the room. I saw Jake sleeping on his side snoring peacefully. I didn’t want to wake him so I curled up behind him under the blankets. His warmth comforted me. He farted. Gross. And yet, curious, I put my head under the blanket and the smell wasn’t all that bad. A kiss would have been nicer. Instead, I get a fart. I fell asleep cozied up behind him.

I woke up. Light was coming through the big picture window. Jake was gone… wait, Jake was gone!!! I totally panicked!! I screamed!!! JAKE!!!! JAKE!!!! My hands were shaking. My body was trembling. I was having a hard time breathing! JAKE!!!! Piper and Josie rushed out from their room alarmed by my screaming. They tried to console me. I was crying. Jake came in through the front door. I looked at him. WHY THE FUCK DID YOU LEAVE ME!!!!???? Sobbing uncontrollably. RABBITS!!! RABBITS!!! Josie got me a glass of water and a pill. It was a muscle relaxer. I stopped sobbing long enough to swallow the pill with some water. And then, Piper and Josie sat next to me holding me until I calmed down. The pill was taking affect. I looked at Jake. Why did you leave me alone? All he said was he was sorry. Then I fell into a slumber numbed by the pill.

I woke up. Piper and Josie were soon by my side asking how I was feeling. I said I was sorry that I was ruining their vacation. As good friends, they brushed it off. It happens to everyone, even men. Jake really felt bad though. But don’t apologize to him. Just act like everything was normal and we all agreed to do just that. We were supposed to do some fishing photos. Josie asked if I would be up to it. I didn’t have to, but it would be nice if I joined in. I was feeling a lot better. The pill had definitely done the trick. I just needed a quick shower and I would meet them down by the dock. I was actually feeling a little giddy and the shower relaxed me even more. I decided to make a jug of vodka and orange juice to take down to the dock. On the counter I found Josie’s pill bottle. Well, the first pill made me feel relaxed, I figured I would be even more super-relaxed if I took another! But why chance it?? I took 2. And headed down to the dock.

The sun was out with just a light breeze. It really was a beautiful day. The breeze seemed to almost float me down to the dock. I felt like I was spiritually connected to everything around me. I was pretty sure I could fly if I wanted to! They were all happy to see me and of course I pretty much ignored Jake. I poured us all drinks and soon Jake was taking his pics. I couldn’t stop goofing around and laughing. I made stupid jokes that I thought were brilliant and I made stupid ridiculous poses that I cannot even remember and everyone was having a great time laughing with me… or at me. Not sure which. And then… I was in the lake. Which is weird because I am not a fish. But I was breathing underwater! And a fish came up to me and we started talking. And it said you cannot breathe underwater. Hey, you’re a smart fish. Did you learn that in school? I laughed. And it said stop with the old “fish in schools” jokes. Sorry. And I was about to discuss life further with the fish when someone picked me up! Very irritating! How many times in life can you have a meaningful conversation with a fish!

It was Jake. I was in his arms and I was laughing, but I could have been choking. Hey Jake, I like your farts. They stink. I laughed! He was doing his best to carry me, but I was kicking and squirming and doing my best to irritate him. I think I kissed him. Maybe I kissed the fish. I was standing in the cabin laughing. I couldn’t stop laughing! Jake was rubbing my tits and had a hand between my legs and that felt good. About time Jake. Then I realized it was Piper and Josie drying me off. I looked up at the deer head. Do you realize you lost your head??? I laughed and even the deer was laughing!

Then I was in Jake’s bed. And I was totally out. Gonzo.

I woke up. Moonlight was coming in through the picture window. Moonlight? What had happened? What did I do? And then I felt Jake’s arm around me. I was lying on my side and he was snuggled up behind me. I had his hand clasped against my chest. I felt safe. And warm. And he smelled nice. Then I felt something against my tailbone. He had a hardon and the head of his cock was on my tailbone! And he was fast asleep! I wanted to reach around and touch it. I thought I could slip down my pajama bottoms ease it between my legs and rub it up against my cunt. That would feel good! But I didn’t. Besides the fact that I was still lightheaded, I remembered what Dr. Hanzon said about being his friend. And so… I closed my eyes and enjoyed his touch, his smell, his warmth, his presence…

I woke up. Seems like this whole weekend all I have been doing is waking up!

Jake said he had to cut the trip short and we were leaving today. I didn’t even know what day it was. Piper and Josie had agreed and my brain was still in such a whirl that before too long we were driving back home. I was sitting behind Jake and Josie was beside me encouraging me to drink water. Okeedokee. I was even dressed. Someone must have dressed me. I wasn’t tired, but it was like I was floating and everyone and everything around me was dreamlike.

We made it back to the Mansion. Piper and Josie took me inside and sat me on the sofa. I vaguely recall Jake coming in and saying he hopes I feel better soon. That’s nice. And then he was gone. Where is Jake? Piper said Jake left. I screamed.

Leave it to Beavers: Jake 19

Disturbed. Perturbed. In Suburbia. Disturbia…

Sitting on my couch still wondering what I did. Women! I thought we were friends. So, I called her kiddo? I was just being… like… friendly! I realize that I have not thought about wild beavers in the wild in awhile. I cannot wait to get focused on just that. I have Aurora’s white lace panties with the faint yellow stain in my hand and I bring it up to my face smelling its sweet scent. I almost feel guilty inhaling her aroma. But it still puts me at ease. Aurora. So strange.

The phone rings. It’s Ivan. We just finished the shoot a couple hours ago. What could he want? I feel a sense of dread. Hello. What happened? Ahhh, nothing really. I was told you upset Aurora and she slapped you. Is there something going on between you two? No! I mean, we’re just friends. That’s it. Did you call her kiddo? Yeah. Listen, Jake, you have done excellent work, but in all the time you have taken their photos you failed to realize they were WOMEN? Not KIDDOS? Umm, well, of course… I was just trying to be friendly. I have to tell you something Jake, Aurora set up that entire shoot. It was all her idea AND I got the distinct impression she did it for you. Are you sure there is nothing going on between you two?? Because I do NOT want Aurora upset. It was like all her idea? Yes! Wow. I guess she was just being nice. I am not going to mention this to the StarDreamers investors. They would be very upset. I spoke to Aurora and she said she was sorry she slapped you. She said she had been drinking champagne and it was very early in the morning and she just emotionally over-reacted. I thought she was drinking beer? Jake! Pay attention! Everything is worked out. Send me the photos when you get a chance. Should I like apologize? No! Don’t even mention it. I will call you later to arrange the next shoot.

I didn’t know she arranged the entire shoot. No wonder she was upset. And she did it for me? Everyone is saying don’t apologize. I want to apologize. I feel stupid. Do all women make you feel stupid? It must be something in their DNA. Man, she slapped me hard. Wicked, strange woman.

Over the next couple weeks, I did my best not to think about Aurora. Easier said than done. The more you try not to think about something, it seems the more you think about that something. That something being Aurora. I was dreading, somewhat dreading, the next shoot. I don’t know what I should say or how I should act. I just don’t know. She is my friend after all. Isn’t she?

Ivan called and said the photos were great. Some of the best so far. He didn’t mention the slap at all. I was relieved. Maybe he just wanted to get past it and maybe I should too. He said the investors wanted a photo shoot outdoors, but in the rain with the DICE wet. So, the weather was going to be the factor. Everyone would gather at the Mansion when there was a chance of rain. And so, the following week when rain was forecast, we did just that. Gathered at the Mansion. There were no hugs this time. The mood was somewhat tense. The ladies had different outfits on. Aurora was dressed in white jeans with a nice patterned top and black leather boots. Piper and Josie had skirts and blouses with high heels. Their clothing was not really important. It was the rain that mattered.

We set off in a van that morning heading for downtown. It was Sunday morning so the city was not that busy. It was sunny at first but the dark clouds soon moved in. You could feel the drop in temperature. And then the rain started. They first posed at a fountain and with the rain and the water from the fountain and there was still sun streaming down I captured some great shots. There was even a rainbow! The DICE were soon soaked and dripping wet. I thought it would be a good time to get some coffee and wait a few hours. Find another location as well. The ladies appreciated the idea although Aurora still seemed somewhat aloof. And she started to sneeze a bit. Our next location was a bench in the middle of the city. The rain was really coming down now and I really limited the amount of shots we took. They were cold and drenched. Hot Chocolate! They liked that idea as well and tried to warm up as much as they could. Aurora was sneezing more, but she said she was fine. I was a little concerned, but felt like I should just mind my own business. A few hours later, in the early evening, we found a bus stop as our last location. There were trees hanging over that were dripping with rainwater. Even though the rain had lessened, it was still coming down. As they posed, soaking and wet, three young men came walking up wondering what was going on. They were not interested in me and it soon became apparent they were drunk. One of them started to harass Aurora. She swore at him. And then he pushed her to the ground and into some mud. I saw red. I didn’t even think. I just reacted! I went and punched the guy in the face! I must have broken his nose because blood gushed and he fell to the ground. His buddies looked at me and decided to just pick their friend up and leave.

Aurora looked at me. She was sobbing. Covered in mud. I picked her up. Her head was against my chest and she blew her nose into my shirt. Snot was hanging from her nose. Josie opened the van door and Piper got in first and helped me get Aurora in. She has a fever. What? Piper had her hand on Aurora’s forehead and said again, she has a fever. I drove them back to the Mansion as quickly as I could. I have to admit I was concerned about Aurora… and getting out of my snot covered shirt. We were all pretty much soaked, wet, and muddied.

Once inside the Mansion, I carried Aurora to the upstairs bathroom. We all agreed that she needed a hot bath. At this point, she was pretty much out of it. She said she was cold. Piper and Josie seemed to know what they were doing getting Aurora undressed and into the hot water. I asked if they needed my help and they said we could all use maybe some soup. Great! That I could do! I went down to the kitchen which was well stocked. Found some chicken broth and decided to make some chicken noodle soup. There were chicken breasts in the freezer which I soon defrosted and cut into small chunks. I fried them in olive oil with some red-hot sauce. It would all be diluted in the broth anyway. But would add just a bit of spice that I think we all needed. Into the broth I added the chicken and some noodles and seasoned it with some salt and basil. Normally, I would also add some veggies like carrots and celery, but the broth was more important. I let it simmer.

I was just about to head back upstairs when the ladies came back down. Aurora was wearing flannel pajamas and looked worn out. Piper helped Aurora to the couch and Josie covered her in a blanket. Piper and Josie said they had to leave and could I watch over Aurora. Me? They said they had to go. Okay. Can I have a quick shower first? Yes. They would watch over Aurora while I had a shower. I was cold myself. I went back upstairs and got out of my wet and muddied clothes and snot covered shirt. I cannot believe I cooked soup like that. I got into the shower and let the hot water warm my body. Strange, I suddenly had this strong sense of déjà vu. I got cleaned up and put on some clean clothes I had brought with me for just this reason.

I went downstairs. Piper and Josie were still sitting with Aurora. They said they had found some cold medication and given it to Aurora. She was still hot though. I asked them if they were going to have some soup, but they declined saying they really had to go… and so, they left.

Okay, now what? I went and got a small bowl of soup for Aurora. I cooled it down with a little milk so it was just warm. I sat next to Aurora on the couch and tried handing her the bowl. That didn’t work. So, I spoon fed her. And she ate the entire bowl. Well, it was a small bowl. She appeared dazed. I set the bowl aside and wondered what I should do next.

Jake?

Yeah.

You hit that guy. You smashed his face.

I reckon so.

Why?

He hurt you. I could see her lip quivering.

You did it for me?

Well, you’re my friend. I then realized she may also be in shock.

Jake?

Yes.

I’m sorry I slapped you.

That’s okay. I’m sorry… I called you kiddo. I smiled. She gave me a hint of a smile back. Hey, I understand you set up that entire shoot. That was amazing work.

You really liked it?

Yeah.

Jake?

Yes. Holy, this was dragging on.

I’m sorry, Jake.

No… ahhh… what? And she leaned in … and kissed me. Her lips. They were soft. I could taste the chicken noodle soup on her breath. This is the second time she has kissed me. This one seems… more sincere? More honest? She fell over into my arms. I think she passed out. The drugs! Just like the last time she was medicated and probably didn’t know what she was doing or saying. That was somewhat of a relief. I guess.

I picked her up again and carried her upstairs to the master bedroom and got her into bed. She spoke again and said she was cold and to please not leave her. She wanted me to hold her for warmth. I sighed. Okay. I already slept with her once and nothing happened so I think I was safe this time too. I got undressed and slid in behind her. As I put my arm over her, she placed it under her flannel pajama top with my hand on her very warm fleshy chest. She held it there as she pushed herself back into me. I could feel her heart beating. I could feel her breathing. Even through the flannel pajamas, I could feel her heat. I could smell her. I could smell her hair. I could smell her sweat. I could still taste the chicken noodle soup on her breath. After she had kissed me. Her lips were so soft. I closed my eyes and drifted off.

When I awoke, she was facing me. She was breathing steadier now and her breath gently caressed my face. My hand was still on … her chest and she was no longer burning up. Her fever had subsided. I was almost tempted to stay, but thought if she woke up it would be really awkward. I rolled her over and sighing, I removed my hand. Quietly, I got dressed and went downstairs. I noticed the soup and thought I should at least leave a note for Aurora. I found a pen and a notepad. Aurora, there is still plenty of soup. You should have some more. Hope you are feeling better… s… I was going to write slappy, but that just seemed stupid. And it probably wouldn’t go over well. So, I hastily wrote something else and signed it, Jake.

Where should I leave it? So, she could easily find it? I didn’t want to wake her, but I went back upstairs anyway deciding to leave it on the night stand next to her. I found her still asleep. She was smiling. It made me smile. She must be having a nice dream. A ray of sunshine radiated her face. As I looked at her… it occurred to me how… I had taken so many photos of her and not really seen the human part of her. The vulnerability. Like at the lake when she was afraid. Afraid of white rabbits. And how I had upset her just by calling her kiddo. And then when that guy had pushed her down, she seemed more upset that I had punched him.

Anyway, I quietly left Aurora in the safety of the Mansion… and my chicken noodle soup.

Leave it to Beavers: Aurora 20

The sun was just beginning to rise and I was still running bare foot through the streets. I was headed home. I just wanted to hide. And then I realized … all my things were back at the bar. My purse, my clothing, my phone, wallet… everything. How was I going to get into my apartment? I would have to get the landlord to let me in, but she wouldn’t be up for a couple hours so I stopped running and just began to walk. I felt so alone and depleted bare foot walking in the early morning with nothing but my thoughts for company.

Did I over-react? I hope I didn’t hurt him. He will never forgive me. He probably thinks I am crazy. Maybe, I am crazy? How could a perfect night end so horribly?? Right now, I will be just happy if we are still friends.

I was almost to my apartment when I noticed Piper waiting for me. She had my belongings. I hugged and thanked her. She asked if I was alright. I nodded. Did I hurt him? She waved that off. He got what he deserved. That is why women are smarter than men. Right! We can have an emotional reaction to something stupid that they say and they are still too stupid to know what they did wrong. Piper made complete sense. But should I maybe apologize? No. Just let him wonder. You really like him, don’t you? Ahhh, no! He is annoying. And besides, we are just friends. She smiled like she knew something and said good luck with that. She hugged me again and left.

I was tired, but I ended up taking a bath anyway just to relax and warm up. The weather was definitely getting cooler. I crawled into bed naked except for Jake’s tee shirt. I liked that. I liked his smell and it seemed to comfort me. Even though I was still upset with him. I wonder if he misses his shirt or even knows where it is.

My phone was ringing. I must have dozed off. It was Ivan. What did he want? Hello. Are you alright? Yes, I’m fine. It seems like everyone is asking me that. I heard what happened. Is there something going on between you and Jake? Did he hurt you? No and no. If you say the word, he is so fired! NO! Why did you slap him? Ivan, I was exhausted from all the work I put into the shoot and I had some champagne and it was the wee hours of the morning and he said something that hurt my feelings and I was emotional and just reacted. So, I slapped him and I am super sorry I did. If anyone is to blame, it’s me. Okay? Alright, and you are sure there is nothing going on between you two? Nothing, I promise. We are just friends. And when we fuck, he cannot remember doing it!!! I didn’t say that part. Ivan told me to get some rest and said goodbye.

Jake getting fired would be like the ultimate disaster! What the hell was I thinking??? I made up my mind. That was it. No more messing with Jake. I was just going to be professional and there was going to be nothing going on between us. Absolutely nothing. And I meant it. Like 100% nothing, nada, zippo to do with that annoying man with that irritating lock of hair that hung down his forehead. God, that felt good… as I sniffed his shirt.

A couple weeks later Ivan called with the details about the next shoot. Part of me was hoping he wouldn’t call. I didn’t know how or what I would say to Jake. Anyway, he said the shoot was going to be done in the rain. I hate rain. I didn’t want to do the shoot. I didn’t want to see … and I hate rain! Snow is okay. You can brush snow off. Rain soaks into your clothes and is cold. Be professional. Right. He said the next forecast for rain we would meet at the Mansion. He didn’t really care so much about our clothes, but did suggest bringing some extra clothing for after. Great. Sometimes you just have a bad feeling.

It was about a week later and rain was in the forecast. We all met at the Mansion. I didn’t say anything to Jake and only briefly acknowledged Piper and Josie. I was in miserable mood. I don’t like being in the rain. At all. And to top it all off, I felt like I was coming down with something. I was a little light headed. There was a van in the garage and we all piled in and set off for downtown. I could hear rain drops hitting the roof of the van. I don’t think anyone was happy. Jake said he would like to get 3 separate locations at different times of the day. Great. But he did add that he would try to make quick work so we would not be out too long. At least there was that.

It was a Sunday, so, the city was fairly quiet at this time. Jake chose a fountain shot first. I felt cold and wet even before I got out of the van. In actuality, the sun was still out even when the rain started. It didn’t offer much warmth. We posed like wet kittens as the rain fell on us. Or maybe, wet beavers. Although, I have no idea how a beaver would pose. We were soon soaked through. Jake said he was finished and asked if anyone wanted some nice hot cider. We all agreed. Anything hot. The cider warmed my chest as we drove around looking for another spot. What a miserable day.

A few hours later, frustrated, Jake found a city bench. The rain was falling heavier now. Ice cold rain coming down on our heads. I started sneezing at some point. My nose started to run, but I couldn’t really wipe it in the rain. No one was really talking that much and no one really wanted to be doing this. It was the worst shoot. Again, Jake took his pics. A job was a job. We hung in there. Jake offered to get us some hot lattes. Yes, anything! Now, we drove around again. Jake put the heat on high and the van was very warm. Even wet, it was still nice. So nice, no one wanted to get out.

The final stop Jake chose was a bus stop. There were trees all around it and even though the rain had slightly lessened we were still getting wet. It was so depressing. I was sneezing more. My head was starting to get hot even in the rain. I did not want to be there! Then these three guys came walking up and were like trying to hit on us or something. I mean my nose is running. I am … fucking wet! And miserable! I told the one guy off. I cannot remember what I said exactly. Something along the lines of Go Fuck Yourself! Then, the basterd pushed me and I fell backwards onto the ground and into a puddle of mud! He laughed at me. I was in shock. And then, Jake was there. He smashed the guy’s face! He literally, smashed the guy’s face with one punch! I mean smashed! Blood flew from his nose as he hit the ground! And then I was in Jake’s arms. I think I was crying. My nose was running too and I wiped my face on Jake’s shirt. It was the only thing available. Piper was next to us and said something about a fever. I hoped she was okay. My head was aching. Jake got us all back into the van and drove back to the Mansion. I was so happy to be out of the rain and yet I was so cold!!! I couldn’t really think.

I remember someone undressing me and running me a bath. Was it Jake? I was relieved to get my muddy, wet clothes off and climb into the warm nurturing water of the bath. I was still sneezing and I was still cold. But the water was nice. Someone helped me out of the tub, dried me off, and got me into some warm pajamas. I really had no clue exactly what was going on. The cold rainy shoot was like a million hours in the past. I was led downstairs and put on the sofa and then covered with a blanket. I swallowed a couple pills with water. I just sat like a zombie. Later, I think it was Jake, fed me some soup. It tasted really good. It warmed my chest. I think it was chicken noodle… I was speaking, I think. And then, I think Jake kissed me… no. That couldn’t have happened. But he did pick me up and carried me upstairs. I was still cold. He put me on the bed and then he was beside me like we were spoons. He put his arm around me and I felt his warm hand slip under my pajama top and caress my breasts. That felt nice. We were covered up cozy. I felt his heat. I needed that. I was so cold. My feet were like ice. I enjoyed his smell… his warmth… his hand on my tits. I closed my eyes.

I was in a park. Well, not really. It was like I was hovering over the park, but it seemed normal. There were these two people walking away from me. It was a man and a woman and they were holding hands. And she was wearing a backpack with a fishing rod… and she had a camera… strange. I just kept staring at them. And even though they were walking away from me the distance remained the same… like a photograph. But it wasn’t so much what they were doing, but this overwhelming impression of acceptance and happiness. And it was odd, but I felt happy for them… it was a feeling I don’t think I have ever felt. Peaceful acceptance. I liked this dream.

I woke up feeling … good. I could not for the life of me remember what I had dreamt. Just that it was positive, I think. Jake was gone. I knew we had slept together because I could still smell him. I must have been sick. In fact, I knew I was sick. I just couldn’t remember much more than that. On the nightstand I noticed a note. It was from Jake. It was written. He had nice writing. It was for me. He had never given me anything before. I have his shirt, but I stole that. He said there was still chicken noodle soup leftover and that I should have some more. And then he wrote I hope you are feeling better Sweetie, Jake. I felt my heart skip a beat. Boy, does he know how to slap! I tried not to, but I felt a tear run down my cheek. How can you go from the worst day of your life to one of the best days of your life???

I got out of bed and went downstairs and sure enough there was chicken noodle soup still on the stove. It wasn’t chicken noodle soup out of the can. Jake had actually made me chicken noodle soup from scratch. I had to have some. I warmed some in the microwave and it tasted soooo goooood! I felt good. After, and I don’t know why, I went back upstairs and crawled into bed. I could still smell him. I looked again at the note and ran my finger over Sweetie and then ran my finger over Jake. I don’t understand or recognize … what I am feeling. I am thinking about Jake smashing that guy’s face… and picking me up… and he made me soup… chicken noodle soup… and feeding me… and carrying me to bed… and his hand on my tits… and the note he had written for me… all the things he did for me… for me. I don’t know what it means.

I close my eyes… confused. I let my dreams take me away.

Leave it to Beavers: Jake 21

Summer had ended. The trees in the city were all turning fantastic colours in preparation for Winter. I liked Fall. The Fall season brought with it a whole host of smells and new hearty foods. The first few cool nights offered relief from the summer heat and it made sleeping more pleasant.

There was a park near the city centre and with the sun still offering plenty of warmth, I took up my camera and headed out to see if I could capture some nice shots. It was a Saturday and there were parents there watching their kids play in the leaves. Couples walked by. Some even had dogs. I walked along the river’s edge and found a nice bench to sit at and enjoy my coffee. It was a beautiful day. There were people canoeing. And I took photos of everything. It made me feel alive. Like I was a witness to some fantastic event. A witness. Capturing life with a camera. Moving among people… but not really belonging. But not just people… animals as well. Geese and ducks were swimming being fed by people little bits of bread and seed. Each photo I took captured a moment that soon past. It was like I was on the outside looking in at life. Strange thoughts.

I spent a couple hours in the park before heading home. One of the nice things about doing my own pictures is that I really didn’t have to share them with anyone. Almost like I was a spy. I downloaded the pics on my laptop and looked them over. They made me smile. People just doing people things. It was really no different than my plans to photograph wild beavers in the wild. They would be pictures of them doing beaver things in their world. Not mine. I skimmed over to the folder marked DICE and started looking at the photos I had taken of the women. I remember the first time at the hotel and still being shocked at what they did. But when I was given the contract… it was like an opportunity I could not pass up. And even though I didn’t think about it, or tried not to, I considered myself just a witness. Safe behind the camera. And now, we were friends?

Ivan called and said the next shoot would be a Viking setting. The ladies would be wearing animal skins and carrying swords and he said they were already being fitted out. It would be a night setting at a corn field and there would be smokers to offer a mystical atmosphere and the women would have non-permanent tattoos all over their bodies. He said I must be getting pretty excited because there were like only four more shoots left in the contract. Yeah. Really exciting. I told him I just hope it wouldn’t be too cold out. The last time Aurora got sick from the cold rain. He said he heard about it and he even apologized. He does not want any of the ladies getting sick. He offered to have outdoor heaters placed at the shoot. That was something.

The day arrived and I drove over to the Mansion and parked in the garage. Piper, Josie and Aurora were in the garage on like fold out beds entirely naked getting artistic tattoos. They each had an artist. Naturally, I took some photos of this interesting process. Josie had a slight advantage with her large snake tattoo. I asked Aurora if she was feeling better and she just nodded and gave me a little smile. Good… that’s really good. I left it at that. After the tattoos they got into their outfits. Piper had wolf skin. Josie had deer. And Aurora had beaver skins. That was interesting. They all had small swords, bows, and even quivers. All fake of course. Just props. After she was dressed, Aurora asked if I wanted to touch her beaver fur. I laughed awkwardly and said I have felt fur before. And then I thought how stupid that sounded. Again, she just smiled. She was the strangest person I have ever met. Touch her beaver fur? Silly.

We climbed into a van and headed off to the corn field. By this time, it was early evening. And although it was somewhat cool, it was not as cold as the last time and the skies were clear. In fact, the moon was full and just beginning to advance over the corn field! How lucky was that? The smokers were hidden and soon filled the field and nearby wood line with a misty smoke. There was just enough lighting to bounce off the smoke giving an almost dreamlike scene. The ladies positioned themselves just slightly within the woods. And I snapped photos of them emerging into the field sometimes carrying their bows and sometimes carrying their swords. It could have been Halloween it was so magical. Like a fantasy. Their animal skins barely covered them. They did a wide variety of poses. Enchanting poses. The moon was like right above them and the stars radiated with light. It was intense and I snapped and snapped.

They took a brief break and warmed up by the heaters. Their bodies began to glisten with sweat and they had a bottle of fake blood that they added to their bodies. Wow! And then, they were back at it. They even did fake battle poses. I laughed. It was just so incredible. It was almost like this was who they really were. Something out of a dream … or a nightmare. And it was soon over. Just as quickly as it had started. Moments now captured by my camera. There was a station set up near the heaters where the women could wash themselves off a bit. All the assistants began packing up and everyone shook hands. It had been a very successful shoot.

We piled back into the van to head back to the Mansion. I felt good and didn’t really want the night to end. I asked them if they wanted to go out for pizza and beer. They loved the idea! They had all brought a change of clothes… just in case, and got out of their animal skins. Strange, how seeing them naked just became routine… for me. Not that I stared. They were still covered in fake tattoos, but that was okay.

I found a local pizzeria… no, not the one I had worked at with the vegan named… something. We took a booth and Aurora sat across from me next to Josie. We soon had pepperoni pizza and beers. Everyone was super relaxed and we talked about the shoot and even the past shoots. I said how Aurora did an amazing job on the Sensational Bar shoot. But I didn’t dwell too much on it. We were able to laugh and just enjoy each other’s company. We talked about our families. Aurora said she was an orphan at birth and adopted, but she said her parents were very nice people. I didn’t know that. I talked about growing up at Easter Bay, fishing and hunting. I then mentioned how after this last shoot there were only like 3 more shoots to go. I don’t know why I brought that up. But… we all just went quiet.

It was time to head back to the Mansion. We did have a great time. We were friends. As I drove though, it seemed like we were all lost in our thoughts. The night was over and it felt like it as I pulled into the garage of the Mansion. I put my gear into my car and turned towards the ladies. Piper gave me a hug… and then Josie… and then Aurora came up to me. On tiptoes, her arms went around my neck. I could smell her… her scent… her sweat. I could feel her warmth… her breathing… her heart beat. She whispered in my ear, thanks for everything Jake. And then she kissed my cheek. And let me go.

Hey, you guys need any help? Like getting cleaned up? All those tattoos? I don’t want to break my contract. I smiled as if that was a joke. They all shook their heads and said they were fine. Just tired from the shoot. Okay… are you sure? Yes, Jake. You can go. I climbed into my melted soft serve vanilla ice cream smelling Chevy Nova and left feeling … I don’t know what I was feeling. Lost. I guess. I drove home.

It had been a great night. A lot was accomplished. Right? And what did she mean? Thanks for everything Jake? It had this ring of finality like it was more than just a simple goodbye. After all, we had like three more shoots to go. What happens when it’s all over? Are we just going to fade from each other’s lives?

I got into my apartment and sat on the couch. Brooding. Trying to make sense… of what? Aurora’s white lace panties with the faint yellow stain were soon in my hand up to my face. They always calmed me down. I inhaled. And as I inhaled, I closed my eyes thinking of her scent… her whispering in my ear… the way she smiled… like she did when she was sleeping… her kiss… not the kiss on my cheek, but the kiss of her lips on mine… why did she kiss me?

But I am professional. The photographer. I am a witness to events. Did I cross the line when we became friends? They live in one world and I live in my world. Their world is fantasy and mine is reality. My job is to capture images of their fantasy world. To be a witness. That is what I am being paid for. It’s safer this way.

Not … to be a participant.

Halloween did eventually arrive and I went out in the early evening to capture photos of the myriad little ghosts and goblins. Trick or Treaters out gathering their supplies of candy. It seemed funny how a child’s life revolves around innocent fantasy. All their costumes and excitement and Jack-o-Lanterns and yards filled with fake zombies and graves. Creepy music flowing from some of the houses being accosted by werewolves and witches and princes and princesses. The make-believe of an event more for children than adults. An attempt to keep them innocent.

And then we grow up. Searching for some sort of mature morality. But we still have fantasies. I found mine with my passion… even maybe an obsession for photographing wild beaver in the wild.

I wonder what Aurora fantasizes about?

Leave it to Beavers: Aurora 22

I feel lost. Lost in my thoughts. Lost in my feelings. Lost in my life. My world has been turned upside down. And yet I still held onto hope. Hope for what? Jake had left me a note. And in it he had called me Sweetie. It was so unexpected. I had recently slapped him. And yet… he protected me. To do all that he did does shows some level of caring, doesn’t it? And that means he must actually have feelings for me, right? And that is where I am… lost. I don’t want him to have feelings for me! I wanted him to … want me for sex! To make him suffer… or, to make me feel good about myself… or, to make me feel in control? I don’t want to be… owned. But it felt so nice… just being liked… and cared about. Without sex. Being accepted for just being me. BUT, sex is who I am!!! These feelings are like … alien to me. Just be his friend. Right. I don’t understand just being “friends”.

And these are the lost thoughts that occupy my mind. I don’t know what I want. I think of the Animal Sex we had. So violent and so passionate. Painful. But we were in sync. We both wanted it. No. Wait. Jake didn’t know what he was doing. Yes, we came together, and yet, we were from two different worlds. And now that I think back it was always that way when we had sex. It was just me. There was no Jake. It was like the Animal Sex was the culmination … the turning point. And it was Animal Sex. But does that make us animals? And if Jake wasn’t there… then, that would make me… the only animal?

Ivan called and said the next shoot would be outside again. Great. He actually apologized for the last shoot. He had heard that I got sick. He said no more shoots in the rain. I didn’t tell him that, well, the last shoot turned out far better than expected. He said the next shoot we would be dressed up like Pix. What are Pix? Old Scottish clan tribes. They wore animal skins and carried swords and shields and bows. Sort of like Vikings. Oh, I know Vikings. I watch that show. Well, imagine yourself as Vikings then. It doesn’t really matter all that much. The shoot was going to be in some farmer’s field and at night. But he promised there would be large heaters so everyone would be kept warm. I asked if I could have a beaver skin outfit. Sure. Jake would definitely like that. I was starting to look forward to this shoot. Being a warrior princess! I liked to dress up and imagine myself as someone else. Oh, I said goodbye to Ivan and as usual, he said he would call back later with further details.

And so, he did. I met up with Piper and Josie at the Mansion. Our fitted costumes were already there. And sure enough mine was like a beaver bikini. It was nice and soft. There was a personal trainer that gave us the basics on weaponry. The weapons were just props anyway. We had our hair braided and a tattooist tattooed our entire bodies with non-permanent ink. I don’t understand the appeal of tattoos. I know Josie has a snake that winds up her leg with its head hidden by her pubic hair. That is kind of cool. I have seen the head close up! Jake showed up just as we were getting inked. He asked how I was feeling? I’m okay. I really have no clue what to say to him! He is so annoying! Well, not really. Jake took some pictures and I even managed to smile a bit. Stuck my tongue out at him. I asked him if he wanted to finger my beaver. He just laughed. I was serious! So, I laughed too.

After being fully Vikingized, we hopped in the van with our gear and adorned in animal skins and Jake drove out to the farmer’s field. It was later in the evening and there were smokers and fires and yes, space heaters too. An entire crew was set up with extra eerie like lighting. The field and the woods around it were filled with fake smoke. I wasn’t exactly looking forward to going into the woods. It was possible there might be white rabbits. But Jake was there and that was comforting. I felt protected with him around. And there was the crew.

The woods were really creepy. I gritted my teeth and we got to work. Jake taking his photos of the DICE as warrior queens. Warrior queens wearing hardly any clothing brandishing weapons they knew hardly anything about. We emerged from the woods like vicious stalking hunters who would probably scream at the site of a mouse. The smoke wrapped around our tattooed bodies and cast haunting, swirling shadows. Jake just kept snapping his photos. Lighting was hardly needed as there was a full moon above the field. We then took a little break and stood by the heaters. I could see bats flitting around in the moonlight. Someone brought out some fake blood and we applied it to our arms as if we had been in some major battle. And then we posed again in our best warrior like poses. Blood dripping from our swords. I had a lot of fun. In fact, I almost forgot that we weren’t Vikings. I didn’t even think about sex. We did expose our tattooed tits and an oily based blood was lightly sprayed on us. We even had blood dripping from our chins! We looked fierce! But it was still late Fall and even with the heaters, the air was cool. Jake finished his photos and there was a place where we could wash off most of the blood and some of the tattoos.

The crew was left to clean up. And Jake drove us back the Mansion. On our way, he asked if we wanted to go for some pizza and sodas. Yes! More time to spend with Jake! I was so caught up with being a Viking princess, the time just went by incredibly fast and I wasn’t thinking about Jake. Like at all. So, this was perfect. Jake stopped at some pizza joint and we took a booth. I sat across from Jake. I thought that was safer. Safer from what??? We ordered Hawaiian pizza and soda pops. We started telling stories of growing up. We laughed and Jake talked a lot about Easter Bay and hunting and fishing and exploring and his parents and animals … did I say he talked a lot. Oh, Piper and Josie talked too. I can’t exactly remember what they said… I told them… really, I was speaking to Jake… how I was an orphan and told them, Jake, about my adoptive parents and how they were nice and treated me well. Blablabla… I don’t remember talking that much with anyone about my life… but Jake, did seem genuinely interested… in me.

And then Jake said the strangest thing. There were only three more shoots left. And everything just stopped. We just looked at each other not saying anything. And finished our pizza and sodas… It was like a magical moment had just disappeared and was replaced by … reality.

Jake drove us all back to the Mansion. Nothing was really said. I had intended to have Jake help me get cleaned up, but for some reason I changed my mind. Even though the thought of his hands on me was very hard to resist. And if he did help me wash off the tattoos, then we would end up having sex… and somehow, that just wasn’t appealing. Jake even asked if we needed any help getting cleaned up. But we said we were fine and he could go home. And then, he asked again! Piper and Josie gave him a brief hug. And I whispered in his ear Thanks for everything Jake. And kissed his cheek. He seemed a bit disappointed. But I watched him as he drove away. What the hell was I thinking???

We went inside and soon we were in the shower washing each other. The shower was nice and hot. And I did enjoy touching Piper and Josie. They both had some nice flesh. I wasn’t really into sex though. There has to be something wrong with me? This used to be my thing! And I kissed them, and fingered them, and licked them… but it wasn’t doing anything for me! And I think they knew that. No full-on fuck mode. And why the hell wasn’t Jake here??? After all the times we have been naked together in the shower under the guise of helping us clean up, this was like the one time we could have used his help! I mean I am naked in the shower with Piper and Josie and I am thinking about Jake! But not sexually… I mean not really sexually. I just wanted… him here. God, he is so annoying! Even when he is not here!

And… there is only going to be three more shoots.

Piper and Josie ended up leaving together. I decided to stay overnight at the Mansion. By myself. This was not how my night was supposed to end. Alone. I went into the master bedroom where Jake and I… had been together. The bed seemed so empty and lifeless. I was wearing the shirt I stole from Jake. I could smell him. I got under the covers and curled up in a fetal position. It was soon all going to be over. I wanted Jake to be here with me, but I was glad he wasn’t. What was I going to do? Have I become obsessed? With Jake? And what would happen … when it was over? How was I to keep going on with my life?

I cried. I sobbed. I cried myself to sleep.

I was swimming. In a lake. The water was warm and I seemed quite buoyant. I swam easily like I was made for the water. There was a dock and I swam around it. This way and that. I guess I was exploring. I dove down into the water. This was fun. Finally, I walked out onto a beach like area. The sun was warm and it felt good. I looked up the hill and noticed a young boy watching me. Oh well. I wandered around the beach picking up things. I ended up sitting down and when I looked up the hill again, the young boy was gone. He must have found something more interesting to look at than me. I went back into the water and decided to find some adventures at another part of the lake. I swam away.