Tag: short-story

Leave it to Beavers: Jake 23

The days were getting shorter.  It would soon be Winter.  I was bored out of my tree.  I realized that when I was delivering pizza or going to school time seemed to go by so much faster.  Now, I have too much free time on my hands.  And I cannot get another job because I am really on call.  Never knowing when Ivan might need me.  The worst part is that I have too much time to think.  I start thinking about filming wild beaver in the wild and how exciting that is going to be.  I have waited so long.  And Spring is just around the corner.  Spring is just around the corner… no more taking photos of the DICE… no more Aurora.  My thoughts always come back to her!  It is extremely irritating.  Not much irritates me.  AND that is irritating.  I wonder what she is doing right now?  Of course, my contract does stipulate that I cannot have any contact with any of them outside the photo sessions.  So, I am just left wondering.  I mean we work together so it is just normal that I think of them… right?  But… I don’t really think about Piper and Josie.

I have to get out of my apartment.  Clear my head.  I grab my camera and without any real direction I find myself at the nearest mall.  The weather is definitely cooler now so maybe I can take some photos of shoppers.  Halloween has only recently ended, but just like clockwork, the stores are already pushing their Christmas sales.  Christmas music plays through the speakers.  Christmas lights and decorations adorn the shops.  Signs entice shoppers with Christmas sales.  And people buy it all up.  Like some sort of Christmas magic.  I never really noticed that before.  But it is all just a … fantasy. 

It is slightly more difficult photographing people while they are shopping as opposed to at a park.  People seem more suspicious.  So, the vibe was all wrong.  I did get some photos, but it just wasn’t working.  I sat down across from a lingerie shop… with my camera in hand.  On the bench I noticed a scarf.  I don’t have a scarf.  I picked it up.  It was soft and warm like someone had just been wearing it.  Without really thinking I smelled it.  Familiar?  People kind of looked at me odd.  Weird, how just because I was holding a camera across from a lingerie shop while smelling a scarf would get so much attention?  Would they have noticed me like at the food court?  I felt like saying I film women without their clothes on for a living.  And what a bunch of hypocrites!  Maybe, if I like had Aurora’s white lace panties with the faint yellow stain in my hand and up to my face AND my camera standing at the entrance to the lingerie shop that might have been different!  Honestly, I don’t even know why I was across from the lingerie shop.  A security guard came over and asked me what I was doing?  I told him I was a photographer.  He politely asked me to leave.  I no longer belonged in the real world.  Wow.  So, with scarf in hand, I left. 

Ivan shortly thereafter contacted me and said the Viking pics were once again great.  Unfortunately, the next shoot was also going to be outside.  It was the last outside shoot.  The investors at StarDreamers wanted some photos of the DICE in front of a church.  Not naked… of course, being cold and outside.  But again, there would be heaters and some smokers.  Some lighting as well.  The DICE would be wearing very sensual dresses with lace hats and gloves and even lace on there high heeled shoes.  He said that we, being myself and the ladies, were to meet on location.  He gave me all the details I would need and being just the photographer there wasn’t many.  Hard to believe it would soon be over.

A church?  With the DICE?  Odd, I get thrown out, well, asked to leave the mall all decorated with Christmas spirit, and now I am going to be taking photos of three very beautiful women in front of church!  I cannot … begin to understand.  Life at Easter Bay was so much simpler.

The day of the shoot arrived and I drove my melted soft serve vanilla ice cream smelling Chevy Nova to the church location.  It was early evening.  The church had an ominous appearance.  In the lighting, which was already set up, it gave an impression of black and white doom.  Steps led up to three individual doors.  I remember something … latin… nomine patris, et filly, et spirit sankti… or something like that.  Anyway, it resonated holiness.  And it was cool outside even with the heaters.  Fake smoke swirled around the steps.  Clouds were moving in.  There was snow in the forecast. 

I went and greeted the ladies who were… looking incredibly beautiful.  Piper was wearing a blue tight-fitting dress.  Josie’s was yellow and you could just make out her tattoo snake slithering up her leg.  And Aurora… she was wearing red… wow, she looked really nice.  They all had black high heels … pumps… is that what they are called?  I don’t know.  Black lace gloves and hats with like netting that came down just past their noses.  Aurora’s blonde hair was in a pony tail.  And she was wearing a light red lipstick… on her … lips. 

We decided to get to work.  And they posed on the church steps and in front of the church doors.  I took my photos.  What a contrast.  These beautiful women glowed with bright colour and sensuality posing in front of the hallowed ground of a bleak church.  And it so worked!  They were like witches or demonesses or cast aside angels!  They didn’t belong and to me they seemed perfect.  Almost more real.  More alive.  And the church became like the dead or a fantasy.  The smoke swirled around the women enhancing their nymphlike appearance.  And I kept snapping my camera.  It wasn’t a long photo shoot.  I got a lot of great photos though.  We ended just as snow began to fall.  The crew packed up. 

Piper and Josie said they had a ride.  Aurora asked if I would take her back to the Mansion.  Sure.  After all, it was in my contract to… do what?  But I did agree to take her.  I loaded up my equipment and we hopped in my car.  I don’t remember ever being alone driving with Aurora.  The snow was definitely coming down heavier now.  I could see goose bumps on her arms so I fired up the heater and we were soon on our way in my melted soft serve vanilla ice cream smelling Chevy Nova.  I wonder if she could smell it.  Then I remembered the wrestling shoot with the vanilla smelling lubricant!  Funny.  We drove through the snow not really saying much.  Even now, I am at a loss for words when it comes to Aurora.  I can talk to Piper and Josie without any trouble.  But with Aurora, it’s like I am worried I am going to say the wrong thing.  Or maybe the right thing.  She is so strange. 

We made it back to the Mansion through what now looked like a heavy snowstorm.  I parked in the garage and we got out.  Aurora said she wanted to show me something.  Okay.  Did I say she was strange?  She took my hand and led me inside.  Her hand was so small yet mystifying.  I followed her and looked at the back of her red satiny dress as it moved over her … figure.  Funny how clothes can be at times more… seductive than without clothes.  She led me through the Mansion and as I followed her up the stairs she looked back and smiled at me.  It was a warm smile like the one she had when she was sleeping that one morning.  I remembered wondering what she was dreaming about and now I am wondering… what she is smiling about now?

I wake up.  I wake up in the master bed.  For some reason I expected Aurora would be there.  But she wasn’t.  The Mansion was quiet.  I could here the blizzard outside.  It was late in the evening.  Really late.  I suppose she must have had some urgency to leave and didn’t want to wake me up.  That was thoughtful.  I got up and went downstairs.  The Mansion reminded me of the church.  Quiet and lifeless.  I had never been here alone before.  I decided that rather than test my car in the blizzard I would wait until morning or at least until the roads were cleared.  I started up the gas fireplace and it cast eerie shadows on the walls.  I found the bar and poured myself a bourbon on ice then went and sat in front of the bay window.  I watched as the blizzard raged outside.  I thought of a book I once read by, I think, James Joyce about the dead and snow falling on graves.  It wasn’t a very interesting book.  I much prefer Great Expectations.  But as the snow fell and the fireplace shadows danced around the room and being alone, I couldn’t get that image of snow falling on graves from my thoughts.  It was an unsettling feeling of foreboding.  Unnerving.  It would have been nice if Aurora was here.  I might even have come up with something to say.  I finished my bourbon. 

I turned off the fireplace and went back upstairs.  I crawled underneath the covers of the master bed.  Somehow, I could smell Aurora.  I liked her smell.  I didn’t have her white lace panties with the faint yellow stain, but I could still smell her.  I closed my eyes and let her smell fill my thoughts.  I curled up in a fetal position and imagined holding her.  My hand under her pajama top.  She wasn’t wearing pajamas though she was wearing that satiny red dress.  I could still feel her flesh and her heart beating and her breathing and the warm sweet smell of her breath… and her kiss… the softness of her lips.  She kissed me.  She kissed me twice.  No, three times.  Once on the cheek though and the first time out at the cabin when she was high on drugs.  But that other time… here in the Mansion, she said she was sorry and that kiss… felt… real. 

I wonder what she wanted to show me?  That’s what she said.  When we got out of my car.  She wanted to show me something.  And she led me through the Mansion as I looked at her red satiny dress moving over her… body.  She smiled at me going up the stairs.  She really has a nice smile.  I fell asleep wondering… what did she want to show me?

I was in the black fog.  It swirled around me.  I could see it, but couldn’t see through it.  I wasn’t a wolf this time.  I was just me.  I looked around.  All I could see was the black fog.  Out of nowhere, I thought I heard my name being called.  I ran in the direction from where it came from.  I yelled out, Hello!  Nothing.  I kept running.  Frightened this time.  My name was called again in the distance, but from farther away.  I ran!  I ran as fast I could, trying desperately to catch up.  Hello!!!  My heart was beating, aching… my legs were burning and all around me was the black fog.  HELLO!!!  Nothing.  The voice was gone.  I was left … standing alone… in the black fog.

Leave it to Beavers: Jake 9

I sent Ivan all the photos from the last shoot.  Even the ones in the farmer’s market.  He was very pleased and said I was doing great work.  The girls loved working with me and I told him how much I enjoyed working with the girls.  I don’t know what he does with them and I don’t ask.  Marketing or advertising I suppose for either the Diamond Club Experiment or StarDreamers. 

I am becoming more and more comfortable with the women.  I am no longer shocked by what they do to themselves or each other.  Not like that first time in the hotel room.  That was quite the initiation.  All that flesh and sweat and smell.  Sometimes I look back at the photos in the hotel room, I keep copies, and can only shake my head in disbelief.  But now, I feel like I am almost one of them.  Almost.  I am still the man behind the camera and my lens is like a protective shield.

I recently went on a date.  Yup.  A date.  I don’t go on many dates, but every now and then someone asks me out.  Her name was Mary or Kathy or something and she worked at the pizza place where I delivered food.  I should have declined, but I have a hard time saying no.  She was somewhat attractive and I cannot even remember the colour of her hair.  Brunette maybe.  I think it was a … Tuesday maybe when I went to pick her up.  She got into my car and almost immediately made a face.  What’s that smell?  I don’t smell anything.  I realized that one thing you should never do on a first date, especially a first date, is insult, intentionally or not, the person you are going out with.  Of course, my car smelled.  It smelled of melted soft serve vanilla ice cream.  I was meaning to clean the back seat, but well, I had kind of gotten used to it.  In fact, sometimes while driving it would remind me of the DICE fooling around in the back seat.  And sometimes, I would look in the rearview mirror hoping to see Aurora’s white lace panties with the faint yellow stain in the back window.  So, yeah, the date did not start out well.

We ended up at some Italian restaurant.  We ordered drinks and began looking at the menu.  She was a vegan.  How do I know?  Because that is all she talked about from the time I picked her up.  And she kept rambling on about veganism.  I almost felt like telling her about the first deer I killed.  But I didn’t.  Instead, I ordered a medium rare sirloin steak.  She ordered a salad and pasta.  And then she continued talking about how chickens and cows and pigs have feelings and how inhumane they were treated.  I just nodded my head as I hacked into my steak and let blood drip down my chin while taking a bite.  I didn’t even wipe my chin.  It was kind of cruel.  The waiter came by to see how we were doing.  I asked if I could have an order of chicken wings to go.  I took her home and she kissed me.  She actually kissed me very affectionately.  Too much so.  She asked if I wanted to come in and I declined.  I said I didn’t want my chicken wings to get cold.  And that was it.  Or so I thought. 

The next time at work, she was all over me.  Everywhere I went, everything I did, she was there.  Smiling at me.  Saying how wonderful our date was.  I was happy making my deliveries just to get away from Mary… or was it Kathy?  And when I returned, yup, there she was!  A psycho vegan.  What?  Are we married?  We went out on one date that was horrible.  I quit the pizza place that night.  I didn’t need the job anymore anyway.  One lesson I did learn from the experience was NEVER date someone you work with.  It is a recipe for disaster!

Ivan let me know the date of the next shoot.  It was supposed to be an easy assignment.  Some sort of wrestling in oil.  I can handle that.  After my recent adventure with Mary or Kathy… or psycho vegan, it would be nice to have some normalcy with Aurora, Piper and Josie. 

I arrived at the Mansion and parked my car inside the garage.  I noticed that a certain section of the garage had been turned into a kind of wrestling ring.  But not like a full-sized wresting ring.  And the ring itself was more like a square shaped wadding pool.  It was well lit and I was confident I would get some really nice pics.  I found the ladies in the living room near the fireplace getting changed into their wrestling or fighting gear.  They gave me warm hugs and all was pleasant.  Their hair was braided like women have in mixed martial arts.  They had tight tops and boxer shorts with DICE clearly displayed.  Although they looked very impressive in their fighting attire, they were clearly not fighters. 

While we were chitchatting about how I was feeling and how I thought the last Daisy Duke photo shoot went, I told them I had recently gone on a date.  Their reaction was somewhat odd as all three seemed to turn their heads towards me in unison.  Aurora spoke first.  You went on a date?  Yes, I went on a date.  So, before the shoot, the wrestling shoot, all three sat on the couch and made me tell them all about the date.  It was like being interrogated.  I told them how her name was Mary or Kathy or something.  You don’t even know her name?  I left out the part about her insulting the smell of melted soft serve vanilla ice cream in my car.  I didn’t want to explain why I hadn’t cleaned my car.  I did tell them how she was a vegan and how she kept talking and talking about veganism.  They looked at each other and nodded and said that was not good.  They said vegans were all psychos.  Right!  That’s how I felt.  I said how I ate a medium rare steak and had blood dripping off my chin that I didn’t wipe off.  And then I told them how I ordered chicken wings to go even though I wasn’t hungry.  They thought that was hilarious and I really felt good sharing my story with them.  They asked how the date ended.  They were really interested in my story.  So, I told them how, when I dropped her off, she kissed me.  She kissed me a lot.  They all leaned forward and Aurora asked what did you do?  I said I kissed her back.  Did you like it?  Well, it wasn’t unpleasant.  But she was a psycho.  Did she stick her tongue in your mouth?  It was a very wet kiss.  She invited me in, but I said no.  Did you put your hands on her?  Did she put her hands on you?  How did you feel?  No.  No.  And I felt fine and left.  Wow, such interest in a date.  I told them how she wouldn’t leave me alone at work so I had to quit.  They agreed that was the best thing to do.  Stay away from psychos.  And in the future, let them know about any dates ahead of time.  They would be there for me.  Friends have to look out for one another.  Aurora stressed that I shouldn’t date anyone for sometime after the trauma I had just suffered.  Her concern was well intended, but I didn’t really believe I had suffered any trauma.  Right?

After all that, we headed out to the garage and I got down to my real job now.  The “ring” had contained a lubricant and after the ladies, or my friends as they so recently informed me, entered the ring soon became well lubricated.  They made a great display of feigned wrestling moves.  Barring teeth in pretended pain.  Grabbing each other.  I became aware of the scent of vanilla.  I asked “my friends” about it and Aurora said the lubricant tasted and smelled like vanilla ice cream.  Would you like a taste?  No, I am fine.  I was just wondering.  We got back to work.  Hands were soon disappearing into boxer shorts.  Tops were soon off.  Tongues were soon out.  Boxer shorts then came off.  Lubrication was everywhere on their bodies and I kept taking my pics half worried that I would get splashed by lubrication.  I then did some individual poses with my friends now completely naked.  Piper and Josie were first and after they were done, they said they were going to get washed off.  I finished with Aurora.  She still scares me a bit.  She seemed almost Greek like in her poses.  She was still wearing sunglasses and her hair… her lubricated armpit hair and pubic hair glimmered in the bright lights.  I could almost imagine we were not in a garage or I wasn’t behind a camera or she wasn’t the subject of work.  She glowed.

She got out of the ring and said she would really need help cleaning up.  By now, I knew what that meant.  And yet, I was reluctant.  I just feared blacking out again.  She led me from the garage, dripping lubricant as she went through the house and up the stairs.  And up the stairs I followed once again looking at her backside. 

I was in my car.  The car was running and I looked into the back seat and saw my camera bag.  The lights from the wrestling ring were still on.  I had no shirt, but that wasn’t really important at the time.  It was still summer temperatures.  Yes, I blacked out again and it was becoming more and more frustrating and scary.  As I drove home, the smell of melted soft serve vanilla ice cream seemed stronger than ever.  It was almost like it was clinging in the air and on me.  I made it home.  This time I didn’t go to my computer and look over the pics.  I just felt so relaxed and calm that I just wanted to sleep.  As scary as these episodes were, I seemed almost peacefully lethargic afterwards.  Once again, I fell onto my bed, covered my face with Aurora’s white lacey panties with the faint yellow stain and drifted off to sleep. 

The black fog entered my dreams.  It was all around me.  And even though I felt a presence, it was not malevolent.  It was just remote and distant.  I felt like I was dead.  I could not see anything.  I couldn’t see my hands.  Just a black fog swirling around me.  I felt alone… and yet, I wasn’t.

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 15

I decided to head home.  I am not even sure why.  Maybe I missed Easter Bay.  The time at the log cabin in the mountains with the DICE was just not enough.  Maybe I just needed to see my parents and reconnect.  But honestly, I don’t know.  After, the fiasco of the last shoot, which didn’t end up being a vacation at all, something in me just didn’t feel quite right.  Like I was lost. 

I hopped in my soft serve melted vanilla ice cream smelling Chevy Nova and headed home to Easter Bay.  Maybe I just needed direction because as soon as I left the city, I was already feeling better.  More at ease.  Less irritated even though for the life of me I had no idea why I would be irritated.  A few hours later I was pulling down the driveway to my home.  Easter Bay was beautiful and a welcoming site.  Mom came running out surprised to see me.  I guess I should have called, but I didn’t think of it.  The first thing she asked was if anything was wrong.  No.  I’m fine.  I just wanted to get away from the city.  She just nodded like she knew something I didn’t, oh okay. 

It didn’t take me long to get settled into my old room that was still decorated with all my beaver shots.  It was early afternoon and Dad asked if I wanted to do some fishing.  Yes!  Being out in the boat with Dad was just so tranquil.  I could just focus on the sounds and the smells of the lake.  I didn’t take my camera which was unusual.  You never know what you can capture in a moment.  We were soon on the lake anchored at one of our favorite fishing holes.  It was warm and the sun felt nice.  I was wearing sunglasses.  Dad mentioned that I had forgot my camera.  I just nodded.  Is everything okay?  Why would he ask that?  Yes, Dad.  Everything is fine.  He just nodded.  We didn’t catch anything and he said we should call it a day. 

Mom had cooked meat loaf with gravy and veggies for supper.  I loved my Mom’s meat loaf!  We sat down at the kitchen table as we had done so many times before.  I found myself playing with my food not thinking of anything really.  My Mom asked how the job was going?  It’s fine.  Like I could really tell her I photograph naked women doing things to each other.  Dad asked how the car was running?  It’s fine.  Like I could explain how it smells of soft serve melted vanilla ice cream because these women were … eating it and licking each other in the back seat!  They then talked between themselves.  I didn’t quite finish all my supper before I asked to be excused.  Mom asked if I was feeling okay?  I am just a little tired.  Holy!  What is their problem?

I went to my room and laid down on my old comfortable bed staring up at the large beaver shot on the ceiling.  However, I wasn’t thinking about beavers.  Strange, I was thinking about how I wish I had brought the white lace panties with the faint yellow stain.  I enjoy smelling them.  Aurora had worn them.  She was so strange.  She never wore jewelry or perfume.  She did have a nice smell to her.  Even without the white lace panties with the faint yellow stain, I could still smell her scent.  Her hair.  Yes, she didn’t shave her armpits!  All women shave their armpits.  But not Aurora.  Her smell when I was lying next to her in the log cabin.  Her warmth.  Her heart beating.  My feet had this peculiar sensation as if they were being poked by toothpicks!  Strange.  She was strange.  I only slept with her because Piper and Josie had insisted.  It was just to protect her from hurting herself.  She was so drugged up thinking about white rabbits.  She even kissed me she was so out of it.  Her lips.  She was strange.  We had nothing in common. 

I stayed at Easter Bay a couple more days even though I wanted to leave like right away.  I tried my best to act normal and avoid any further concerns from Mom and Dad.  As strange as it might seem considering how I was looking forward to coming home, I was even more relieved to be heading back to the city.  I was looking forward to getting back to work.  I was hoping Aurora was doing okay.  I found that strange because, other than work, I had no real interest in Aurora. 

Soon thereafter, Ivan called.  I apologized for the last set of photos, but he said they were great.  They were, as he put it, hilarious.  He was amazed at how we all worked so well together.  He also added it was after all supposed to be a type of vacation.  I was baffled.  Not what I was expecting.  Actually, I didn’t know what to expect.  The next assignment was relatively simple.  It would involve motorcycles and the DICE would be fitted out in racing leathers.  Each member would have an individual set and then there would be a team set.  The leathers would all be custom made.  I asked if he, or the ladies, needed me to help with their fittings.  Nope.  Damn.  Their measurements were on file.  The bikes would be set up ahead of time in the garage at the Mansion so all I had to do was show up and take my shots.  I could coordinate the photos, as usual, with the ladies. 

I didn’t have much to do so in the mean time I went and rented a copy of The Holy Grail.  I guess I wanted to see what had freaked Aurora out.  It was actually a comedy.  That kind of surprised me.  Unfortunately, I was never a big fan of English humor.  Just silly nonsense.  I mean pretending to ride horses by clapping coconuts together!  Stupid.  But for Aurora, I watched it anyway.  And there was a white rabbit that flew through the air and bit the heads off of some knights.  And it was bloody so I can understand how Aurora had an issue with white rabbits.  She just didn’t seem to be one who would be freaked out about anything.

The day of the shoot arrived finally.  I drove my soft serve melted vanilla ice cream smelling car over to the Mansion.  Sure enough, the bikes were in one of the stalls.  The stall had been completely painted white for the background.  The bikes were all Ducatis and of different colours.  Really nice bikes.  I road dirt bikes and Quads growing up, but never saw the use of a sport bike.  But they were still nice.  Piper and Josie were already there getting into their leather outfits.  Piper was in red and Josie had a blue outfit.  Made sense.  The bikes were red, white, and blue.  The leather was pretty tight so I did my best to help them get dressed up.  They were also wearing underwear that matched their outfits.  They had helmets, gloves, biker boots, jackets, and of course pants.  Their jackets had DICE over the left part of their chest.  They both laughed as I did my best to get their pants on.  Aurora showed up just about that time.  It was nice to see her and I asked how she was doing.  She said fine.  I left it at that.  I asked her if she needed help getting her suit on.  She said she could manage.  She is so strange. 

I first took individual shots of Piper and Josie on their bikes.  There was no actual riding.  They just posed.  Then they posed with their jackets off, pants off, helmets off, and finally everything was off.  Flesh hung all over the bikes.  All this time, I kept a vigilant eye on Aurora getting dressed in her white leathers.  She was also wearing white lace panties and I couldn’t help but think of the white lace panties with the faint yellow stain that I still had.  Aurora posed just as the other two ladies had, but there seemed to be an almost negative like energy coming from her.  Like she was angry.  It was strange, but so was she.  She smiled and all that, but something was off.

They all got dressed up again and posed for group photos.  The white background, the beautiful Ducatis, and the women in leathers made for vivid images that were nothing less than spectacular.  Then their clothes started coming off and then… well their tongues and legs and flesh… began doing what they usually do and I just kept snapping.  I mean this was just normal to me now.  Afterwards, Piper and Josie went to go get washed up.  Aurora however, wanted some more personal pics.  She almost like aggressively insisted.  Okay.  I thought she was going to get dressed again, but no, she just began doing things to herself.  Spreading her legs and lying on her bike… moaning.  She was actually moaning.  Rubbing herself on the leather seat.  Then she was bending over the bike with her hand between… and her fingers… anyway, I took her photos until she said she was done.  She is really strange.  And sweaty. 

I started putting my camera away and she said what are you doing?  I am just getting ready to leave.  Ah, I don’t think so mister.  Oh, right.  I am sweaty and smelly and it is your job to clean me up.  Okay, now she seemed like upset about something.  Are you alright?  She gritted her teeth!  What was up with this strange woman???  Come with me!  Okay.  So, I followed her into the Mansion.  And up the stairs.

I woke up lying on my back in the master bed.  Aurora’s head was on my chest.  Drooling.  Her hair was all matted across her face and neck.  It was nighttime.  There was a strong smell of sweat in the air.  Piper and Josie were asleep on the other side of the bed.  I slid out and tried to get to my feet, but I almost fell over.  My legs were like rubber and I felt like I had run a marathon.  My lip hurt and I could taste blood.  What happened?  I must have had a major seizure and the women took care of me.  Lucky to have them as friends.  My earlobes even hurt.

I weakly made my way to my car.  I don’t have any clue how I got home.  I just remember flopping onto my bed absolutely exhausted. 

I was surrounded by that black fog.  Except I was a wolf and I was running as fast as I could through the black fog.  My canine sense of smell was powerful and I picked up a scent far off in the distance.  I raced towards it amazed at how fast I could run.  The scent was getting closer.  I was hungry for it.  I wanted to discover what it was.  And then, it was gone and I felt incredible disappointment.  But then off in another direction, it was back.  And I raced towards it… running… through the black fog.

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.