Photographer's Model (closed for pipper and JT)

“Boy, that snake sure knows how to get rid of waste,” said one of the vets. “But it’s nice to see he’s on the mend.”

Laurie smirked. “I just pick it up. You guys have the honor of performing tests on it!”

Boo’s reverberated around the lab.

“Oh, come on guys, it’s not that bad,” she retorted, as John Wiltshire handed her two more containers; one for the next collection of Oscar’s waste, and the other that contained a ‘meaty’ arm, Oscar’s next meal.

Bidding the vets a ‘goodbye’ Laurie went down to wait for Phil, hoping that Director was happy with his work.

He met her with excellent news. Laurie wished she could have hugged him, but…with a container in each hand, she couldn’t. “That’s fantastic news! Come on, let’s celebrate by…” Then her face saddened. “Oh, yes, Oscar awaits.”
 
"Oh c'mon, it's not going to be that bad. Just sit on the chair, and let him take in a bit of your legs. It won't be the first time for him, and we had a practice run for you last night. Then you will have this guy off your back. Just don't go losing any more bets with him. Confront your fears and deal with them, never as bad as you imagine."

Secretly Phil hoped the snake would refuse unless she were naked like the other women it had partly swallowed. But at the very least he would get another chance to see the black bikini.

Again he was impressed with the smooth confidence of her driving. Quick, but never seemed to hurry or barge in. Watching, he realized her gaze was always high, looking far down the road.

Then he began to wonder, how far ahead was she looking, in what was happening between them.

In what seemed just moments they were back in her driveway.
 
Laurie listened to Phil’s ‘pep’ talk. ‘Yeah, that’s easy for you to say. Sitting on a chair with my legs in the air, is not that same as having them in a snake!’ she thought.

The rest of the drive was down in silence. What would happen if the reptile decided to go further up her legs? Would she tell Phil to stab it, and possibly kill it? How would she explain to the director the reason why it was killed?

Back in her driveway, she went to the trunk and took out the two containers. “Come on, Phil. let’s get this over and done with.”

She led him back down to Oscar’s enclosure and placed the pair of containers in the refrigerator. “Okay, I’m going up to have a shower and change. Feel free to set up your equipment. Oh, if you have time could you bring a seat down from upstairs? I think there’s a old one in the kitchen.”

As she began to walk out, Laurie briefly stopped. “You do want the strap around my neck, rather than tied in front?”
 
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"Around your neck would be fine."

At that moment Phil was imagining photographing her in the shower. Wet blonde hair streaming down between her shoulders, steam in the air partly obscuring the curves of her hips. The side of one breast partly visible with water dripping from the nipple.

He shook his head, tried to clear his mind and went to the kitchen to get the chair she mentioned. Simple, wood, dark. He carried it down to the room where the snake's enclosure was, and set it in the same relative position to the single bulb as he had used the evening before in his studio.

He wasn't certain but he thought he glimpsed the snake watching him. He set up his camera on a tripod, kept moving it until he had exactly the same perspective as the shots with Laurie inhis studio. And readied his remote, and waited for Laurie.
 
The shower was relaxing, so much so, that Laurie didn’t want to leave. In the end she got out, dried herself, made sure her hair was smooth; then came the moment to put on the bikini.

Laurie felt a bit nervous as she looked in the dressing mirror. If her parents knew what she was about to do there would have been a riot, and poor Oscar would have been shipped off somewhere else!

Grabbing a towel and with her feet in flip-flops she headed down to the enclosure. “I see you’re all set up,” she said as she entered, while noticing that Oscar was paying attention to their actions.

Then Laurie pulled a long slim wooden case out of the cupboard, before setting it up on top and motioning Phil over with her hand. She opened the case; inside was a long knife. “In the unlikely event that Oscar gets out of control, or I call for help, you grab this knife and show it to him. If he doesn’t back off, you will stab him, but please stab him where my legs and feet aren’t!

“Bella never had any problems with him, and if he was vicious, he would have shown it by now.”
 
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"Well I'd not thought of this before, but if you're nervous or it doesn't seem to be working out, you could ask Bella to sub for you. All I need to do the rest of the photoshop is the snake with mouth open around female legs. Put the pic with you substituted for her on your phone, and then you can show him and erase it. Just a thought."

Looking at the big knife, Phil was reminded of Crocodile Dundee, the movie shot in NYC. Laurie was too young to know the reference though. And the real guy, Steve Irwin had been killed in a shoot by wildlife. Underwater, but accidents happen. In any event that knife she had would do a lot more damage than the little one in his pocket, and he was glad to have it.

The towel had an unexpected effect. It covered, but in a way that suggested she was naked underneath, and her scent, so freshly showered, was enticing in the extreme. He was aroused yet again, just by her presence.
 
Laurie realised the effect the towel around her was having on Phil. she could have raised it to hide the straps around her neck, but by doing so, she would have exposed the briefs. So Laurie took matters into her own hand.

“I know you wanted the straps around the neck…” she said as she un-wrapped the towel. “…but to make this shoot a bit more enticing, how about this?”

Then she untied the straps, and then re-tied them in front of the bikini bra, before proceeding to wrap the towel around her again. Now she did give the appearance of being naked underneath. A quick glance at Oscar, told her that even the snake was enjoying the view!

“Oh, we can’t involve Bella in this. I’ve been given strict orders that nobody from the club is to have any contact, whatsoever, with Oscar.”

Then taking a deep breath, Laurie stepped out her flip-flops and sat down on the chair. “Okay, Phil, let Oscar out.”
 
Phil turned on the camera and tested the remote shutter release. Then opened the gate to the snake out. It slithered out slowly, cautiously, testing the air with its tongue. Apparently this was something it was trained for as it made its way to where Laurie was sitting.

Phil took several slow deep breaths to calm himself. Why the thought of the snake taking her legs in its mouth was erotic he had no idea, but it was. Between that and imagining her naked under the towel, he was no longer able to quell his arousal. He turned away and arranged things so it was not so evident, hoping Laurie had been watching the snake, and had not noticed.
 
Laurie studied Oscar as he approached her, seeing if there were any signs of eagerness in his eyes. She began to wonder if he knew what was about to happen. The last time he had Bella in him was nearly two years ago, before he became sick.

Nervously, Laurie lifted her legs. Oscar came closer, and then…he just flicked his tongue at the soles of her feet! She had to be patience. Then it dawned on her. She hadn’t given him any instruction!
“Slowly open, Oscar.” The snake obliged, but his maw was just out of reach of her feet. Damn! How would Bella deal with this situation? Laurie took a gamble. “Slowly close, Oscar.”

She didn’t want the snake just staying there with his mouth open!

Then she slightly bent her knees, before gesturing him to come closer with one of her hands. When the reptile began to move, Laurie said, “Slowly open, Oscar.” Again the snake obliged. Seizing the opportunity, Laurie straightened out her legs again and promptly put her feet inside Oscar’s maw!

Oscar stopped. Now what was the problem?
 
Phil kept the camera doing burst shots of five bracketed exposures as the snake started to take her feet in. The jaw had partly unhinged, but still not enough to swallow her calves.

"We need more Laurie, he has to take more in."

The snake squirmed a bit, moving his lower body around, perhaps trying for a better position. But it seemed reluctant to go farther.

"Didn't you tell me the woman he used to swallow was naked at the time?"
 
Laurie was getting a little irritated. “I know there has to be more of me in him! I’m just trying to remember the phase to get Oscar to take more of me in his mouth. The ‘swallow’ phase is of no use if my feet aren’t at his throat.”

She could have tried to push her feet further in, but her legs were stretched to their limit. “And Bella was naked because she was completely swallowed by Oscar.”

As far as Laurie was concerned, this shoot was close to being a complete failure. Then one phrase swiftly came to her, so she tried it. “Further in, up your throat, Oscar.” Then just as if she had hit the jackpot, Oscar moved slowly up her leg, but stopped when her feet came very close to his throat.

Now came the moment, Laurie dreaded most. “Slowly swallow, Oscar.” Laurie grimaced as the snake took her feet through his throat as he moved up her legs slightly more. Then she looked at Phil. “Sorry for my sharp tongue. We’ll just do one swallow at a time, just to play safe.”
 
The camera continued to make soft sounds as Phil pressed the remote to make certain that he got shots. He moved to an intermediate position where he could watch and judge. So far so good he thought.

The anxiety had overwhelmed his arousal for the moment, and he felt relieved at that. Still she did look beautiful, and very alluring.

The snake wiggled closer to her. It seemed to need the mass of its body nearer to be able to get better purchase on her legs. The jaw was unhinging more, but still more was needed or it would not be possible to do a good job of photoshopping her into the shot using the earlier photos. Phil's mind started to drift, imagining poses he'd like to try, but only for a moment as the snake appeared ready to take in more.
 
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Laurie studied Oscar for a moment, watching for any signs of hesitation, or eagerness. What he showed was nothing short of a poker face. She knew that with her feet on the other side of his throat, Oscar could have swallowed more of her in, to the point that even with Phil grabbing hold of her hands in the hope of pulling her out, would have been a daunting task. Luckily, the long knife was close at hand if such an occurrence happened.

But something told her that he wasn’t a threat. The reptile had done this before with Bella.

It was time to move on. “Slowly swallow, Oscar.” Her shins were now at the snake’s throat.

“One more should do it,” Laurie said as she looked at Phil. “Slowly swallow, Oscar.” The reptile again, obliged. Now her knees were just inside his maw.

“Okay, shoot away. Then I’ll get him to back off me.”
 
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"I've been shooting all along, I was afraid a sudden burst of shutter noise now might upset him, and that is the last thing we want at this stage. But the shutter is hushed, the camera has a setting for that, if I use slower shutter speeds. And all the time I have been talking, I have been taking shots. We have more than enough now. I am certain I can do the shot we need to settle your bet."

Phil wished he could see her without the towel, but perhaps the snake might not want to stop. Swallowing a towel could not feel as nice as those sexy soft legs. At that moment he envied the snake.
 
“I just wanted for you get a set of images with him at my knees,” Laurie said as she and Oscar looked each other in the eyes. “Why do I have the feeling he would like to go higher? Maybe we could try that some other time.” Why did she say that?

But, Oscar needed to be fed. “Completely reverse swallow, Oscar.” The snake just simply released Laurie’s legs from his grip. He looked at her. Laurie stood up; un-wrapped the towel, then wiped her legs. “He doesn’t have the same amount of saliva as others, “she commented.

The Oscar came forward and flicked his tongue at her crotch area of the bikini bottoms. “Oh you randy, bugger! You might have done that with Bella in that act of yours, but those days are gone!” But what would it feel like, if she was naked, or even if it was Phil doing it?
 
At that moment Phil knew his proper vocation was photographer, for his first reaction was to press the shutter release on his remote.

The metaphor was powerful. Commonly the snake was shown with Eve and an apple in the Garden of Eden, Adam and Eve naked, before the expulsion. And after eating the apple of knowledge, Adam and Eve knew they were naked. Phil always thought the story had something to do with enjoying sex for its own sake, as a couple.

But this scene, the snake touching her, albeit covered with the bikini bottom, the snake touching her secrets with his tongue, this scene made it blatantly clear that the knowledge the apple represented was the act of recreational sex.

Envy was far too tame a word to describe Phil's feelings about the snake. He imagined himself pretending to be the snake, starting at her ankles, his hands mimicking the snake's mouth, slowly working upward over her calves, ending with his head between her thighs, his tongue tasting the forbidden fruit.

The tent his erection made in his cargo pants was plain and obvious, but he was oblivious, his mind lost in the fantasy.
 
Laurie felt embarrassed. Not only had Oscar made his ‘intentions’ known, but the bulge in Phil’s pants, was a sign of what he had thought of the scene, and therefore his secret desire. She needed some sort of distraction, and knew exactly what it was!

She went over to the refrigerator; extracted the bigger container; laid it on the floor; opened it, then lifted out the ‘meaty’ arm and showed it to Oscar. The reptile slithered forward, as if nothing could stop him. He opened his mouth. “Good grief, he wants me to put it in his mouth!” exclaimed Laurie.

She sure as heck wasn’t going to stick one end in and wait for Oscar to swallow the all thing, so she just gave it to him, as if she was giving a dog a bone. Laurie stood in disbelief as Oscar closed his jaws around it, and then proceeded to slither back into the enclosure, making sure his meal didn’t hit the sides of the enclosure’s doors.

“Well, he’s big enough now, that even with that meal inside him, you won’t see any bulge. With a bigger one, yes, but not with that one.”
 
Phil was still stunned. And his mind wandering. He watched the snake, heard Laurie say something about 'bulge' and looked down. He was mortified. quickly he turned away. Obviously she had seen it. But said nothing.

He flipped the screen open on his camera, and started to review the shots slowly, one by one. He set the camera to show exposures on the main colors, the overall brightness and contrast. Checked the beta. Since he was shooting RAW he could make small adjustments, and everything looked well within the parameters he needed to make a photoshop of her in the snake in jeans and top, with no problem at all. He supposed her bet did not involve covering herself with a towel, but after seeing what the snake did, he understood why she did not want to do it without the towel.

"Wow, that was intense. Any chance for a cup of coffee? or tea?"
 
Laurie assumed that Phil was referring to Oscar with some of her legs inside him, with his, ‘that was intense’ comment. If she assumed correctly, maybe they could try it again.

She picked up her flip- flops and headed over to the enclosure to close the door. Oscar appeared to be at the rear, no doubt feasting.

“I wonder if you can make the drinks, Phil, as I need to have a shower to get the remnants of his saliva off of me. I’ll meet you in the kitchen.”
 
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Upstairs, in the kitchen, Phil found a tea kettle and plugged it in. Then rummaged around until he found tea bags, and a tea pot. While waiting for the water to boil, he looked around feeling very out of place. His marriage, his job, we're pedestrian in the extreme. No question he would apply to a few agents, as photographer, and he made a mental note to see if Laurie wanted to submit her portfolio, as a model.

Laurie had broken him out of the staid life he had, but could things ever go forward with her? He did not see how.

The kettle boiled, and he made the tea, noted the time to steep five minutes. And waited for Laurie to return.
 
Laurie smiled to herself. She couldn’t even remember the last time she took two showers so close to each other. The first was to get her ready for Oscar, and the other was to get the remainder of his saliva off of her.

It had been a long day, and she just wanted to relax. What about tomorrow? Phil and she could do another shoot, and he appeared keen for her to pose sans clothing – period! But with her parents due back home sometime in the afternoon, Laurie had to be careful.

Not bothering to select fresh articles of attire to wear for the rest of the day, Laurie put back on the loose sweater and jeans, then went down to the kitchen, with her phone in her hand, with the idea of texting her parents, in the hopes of finding out some clue as to when to expect them.
 
"I'll be mother shall I? I'm sorry I have forgotten, how do you take your tea?"

She was back in the loose sweater and jeans. Which relieved Phil. He could see he was working himself into an impossible position. But at the moment he could see no way out. Perhaps some external event would be his salvation. But what even could dump Laurie in his lap. make Mary disappear, and simultaneously gain the approval of Jim and his wife.

Nothing Phil could think of.
 
Just milk, please, that tea will hit the spot,” Laurie responded to Phil’s question. “I suppose Oscar is enjoying his well-earned meal,” she added for no apparent reason.

“Parents will be back tomorrow; just wished I knew when.” Laurie sipped her drink, and then sighed. “That way, if we had time we could do another strip shoot, down where Oscar could see us, but would that remind him of Bella?”

Then Laurie slapped her forehead! “Duh, me with my legs in him; now that would have reminded him of her!”
 
"I will get these photos assembled and email you one for your phone. If the guy asks who took the photo, just smile."

"You know I want to do a nude figure study with you modelling. But the strip shot has possibilities too. Put me in the chair, camera on a tripod. Then you strip down while I use the remote to take photos." Phil found it very very difficult to casually discuss these things with her, how the hell did those famous painters who did nudes of their lovers manage it?

Then he began to realize that the photographs he was doing of her were a way to tell her how beautiful he found her, all of her, her body, her nature, everything.
 
“Can’t I have copies of the ones you did, and let me just select the one for my phone? It just has to be one with Oscar up to my knees.” In some ways Laurie wondered if the reptile could have gone further up her legs, if she had given him the phrases to continue.

“Oh, don’t worry about the chair. We can use the one that’s already down there, and there will be breaks in the shoot for me to change.” Then she laughed. “This is going to be one heck of strip shoot!”

Then she saddened a bit. “Of course, that depends on when my parents are expected to arrive.”
 
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