Photographer's Model (closed for pipper and JT)

Now there was a twist. Pre-condition that he make friends with her snake. Why not? Phil had never seen Oscar to be aggressive, in fact the snake had always been compliant when Laurie told it what she wanted to do. 'I wonder how the world would have turned out if Adam had made friends with the snake?', he chuckled to himself. 'Well if that's what it takes to be close to Laurie, then I'm in' thought Phil.

"Sure Laurie, but Keith, I always photograph. Always. My day job is crushingly boring, and I finally found this outlet for creative energy. Plus I might just be able to make a career of it so I need to practice my chops every chance I get."

"So Laurie, do I get to see you sliced in two?"
 
Poor Laurie didn’t know what to do now concerning the peat ‘show’. Her only chance of escaping that was if Oscar decided to ignore Phil’s attempts to get on his good side. As if that wasn’t enough, Phil appeared eager to see her sliced in half.

“No time like the present!” exclaimed Keith. “Sue you know the drill.”

Indeed Susan did. “Come on Laurie time for you to feel the blades as they pass through you.” She grabbed Laurie’s hand and led her to the box. “Get into it now! The master has deemed that you suffer the same fate as I did.”
 
Phil set the video to recording again, and took up position out of the field of view. Wasn't at all sure what he would do with the photos in the end. Not for Keith and Sue's website, and not for either his or Laurie's portfolio either. Still a chance to practice.

Getting detail on Laurie's black leotard was difficult, but the general rule was to expose for the highlights and hope you could pull detail out of the shadows by reducing contrast. But rules are made to be broken, and he tried a few purposely exposing the black as a neutral gray. Certainly emphasized the curves of her body. He daydreamed about shooting her fully naked, using his art to pay homage to her natural beauty.
 
Poor Laurie climbed up into the box. Nervously she lay down, and then heard the stock to hold her feet in place lock into place. She knew what came next. The lid over her legs was locked closed.

Sue then approached Laurie’s head and then gently brushed Laurie’s blonde hair aside before securing the head stock in place. “What a wonderful neck, my dear. Maybe one day my master will separate it from the rest of your body.”

That got Laurie a little on edge. Sue sounded so serious, but it had to be just for the camera and the potential clients of the website. Soon the lid over her torso was locked shut. Now it was time for the blade dividers. “She is ready my master.” Sue said.

“Very well my dear. You will now insert the blades and slice her in half!” an evil sounding Keith commanded.
 
Phil watched, fascinated by Laurie's expressions. He had no idea if she was acting or not, but she looked genuinely concerned. In a few moments though, she would know the secret of the illusion. Would it show on her face? He thought probably not. Watching her model, he knew she had the ability to show various emotions to the camera. And he was recording it all.

Then he was struck by the beauty of her blonde hair. The way it shimmered as her head moved, straining to see the huge knife. Phil quickly grabbed a few closeups before zooming back to record the approach for the knife and the strange smile on Sue's face.
 
Laurie waited to see what happened next. She was eager to find out how she managed to slice Sue into two and then separate both halves.

Suddenly she heard the blade as it was inserted into the slit in the box. Now it was the moment of truth as Laurie felt the blade touch her, somewhere in the area of her hips. Now what?

Her answer came very quickly, as Laurie felt the blade go deeper into her. This couldn’t be happening! But it was. She felt it go through her. But why wasn’t she in agony? No screams came from her.

“Nicely done my dear,” Keith said in his acting voice. “Now insert the second blade.”

“Yes master.”

Laurie soon felt the other blade pass through her. Then she heard the click, and soon Susan pulled the two parts apart. However Keith wasn’t finished. “Now my dear, open the two lids, so that Phil can take shots of his model well and truly divided into two!”
 
Phil did not want to ruin the video shot by walking into the camera frame, but he did not want to miss the chance to see the boxes, close up, separated. So he switched to video on his handheld, and shot as he walked up to the boxes. Once there he panned around, then switched off and changed to still shots. Carefully he photographed it all. The illusion was spectacular. She really appeared to be in two separate parts. Looking at her feet, he thought he recognized a mole by her left ankle, and made a mental note to check that later in other photographs he had of her. He took a close up of that ankle just to be sure.

She was smiling and relaxed though. Clearly there was something he was missing. But what? After a few more shots including the space between the boxes, he backed up out of the video camera's view.
 
Laurie didn’t feel any pain whatsoever. This was insane! She must be in two. There was no other way she couldn’t be. She had felt the blades go through her and yet she was at peace, and Phil had just taken photos of her, as she laid there in two. Maybe they would give some hint of how the trick was done.

“Now my dear, would you be soon kind as to close the lids and push the two parts of the boxes back together.”

Sue followed Keith’s instructions followed by a click, after which Laurie felt the blades being removed by Sue. Bit by bit Laurie was released from the box. She sat up checking out her body. There was no blood and no marks on her.

“You doubt my ability to slice you into two, my dear, and put you back together?” Keith again said in his evil tone. “That box has hidden slits in it, so that I could slice you into more bits if I wanted to!”

Laurie starred at him as she stood. “You wouldn’t dare try it.”

Keith and Susan roared with laughter. “Oh, one day he will, I can guarantee it. He’s started building the box that will achieve that,” Sue said coly.

Laurie broke out into a smile. She had been had! But what would it feel like to be sliced into many bits?
 
And there she was. Standing whole and obviously unharmed. It certainly was a wonderful illusion, and the patter added to it. After shutting off the video, Phil went back and studied the boxes again, but he had to admit, it was not apparent to him how the trick was done. He glanced down at Laurie's feet and saw the mole, by her ankle. It was Laurie's legs he had seen in the box that separated.

Being a photographer, he knew something about optics and mirrors, but he saw nothing that could make those boxes seem to separate, yet remain together. But there had to be an explanation. For the moment though , Phil was happy to just enjoy the experience and not worry how it was done.
 
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Back in the changing room, Laurie was glad to be back in her white short-sleeved blouse, calf length tartan skirt, and sandals. It had been one heck of an experience! She had been sliced into two, along with the probability of doing a ‘risqué’ show with Susan in the peat pit. But that depended on Phil trying to make Oscar his friend. No easy task, as she had to earn the reptile’s confidence in her over a few days.

Then Laurie’s thoughts went to Bella. What was it like to be completely inside Oscar while at the mercy of Phil who would have to say the phrase to get the snake to regurgitate her back out?
 
Seeing Laurie in the tartan skirt reminded Phil of that day on the swings. He imagined the way this skirt might blow with the wind as she pumped the swing. Made a mental note to ask her to re-do that shoot someday. But first he really wanted to work with her full figure nude. Black and white. Moody, noir. Femme fatale.

The photography session over, Phil started packing his gear, got Keith's email to send him links to download the finished clips and photos. Took another look at the boxes, but was still mystified. As he should be he supposed.
 
Laurie bade farewell to Keith and Susan before walking with Phil back to his car.

“I still can’t figure out how they did that! But…I did feel the blades pass right through me. If that was right how come I felt no pain and how on earth did I come back out all in one piece?” she said.

Laurie’s stomach growled. “Oops. Let’s find somewhere to eat. It’s obvious my stomach thinks my throat has been cut!” Anyway she needed to spend some time with him, before her parents returned home.
 
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"I was about to say the same thing. There's a place around the corner that has booths at the back, food's good too. Simple but good. We can go over the portfolios for the agents."

Phil brought his laptop into the restaurant, and the waitress gave them a booth at the back, more or less private. While Laurie perused the menu, he set up a private hotspot on his phone and logged in with his laptop. Then moved to other side of the booth so they sat side by side, laptop in front, open to shots of her he proposed to send to the agents to see if one wanted to represent her. The text made it clear she was open to occasional work only.

When the waitress returned, she was polite enough to stand so she could not see the screen, though Phil thought from her smile she had probably glanced at it walking up. Phil ordered a grilled chicken salad, and the waitress turned to Laurie.
 
Laurie studied the photos. She couldn’t believe how really good they were! When it came to the black bikini, Laurie began to mentally vision Oscar in the background. Why she did was a mystery. She shook her head to clear her mind just in time as the waitress had arrived to take their orders.

Laurie wondered if a salad would hit the spot for her, but she needed, no, wanted something else. “Cod and chips, please, with bake beans.”

As she watched the waitress walk away, Laurie softly said to Phil, “How about a game of strip poker when we get home? First one to lose three hands has to take something off before another round starts. If you win a round, and you’ve already lost an item you put it back on, rather than the loser taking one off; that way the game ends with one player fully clothed, and the other…completely naked.”
 
Phil's eyebrows raised as he imagined her naked, then higher as he imagined himself naked with her fully clothed. He had seen her naked, and nearly naked, while he had always been clothed. He knew Keith was into magic, had Keith taught her something?

"Sure, sounds like fun. Better be at my place, in case your parents come home early."

"So I will give these submissions one more read tomorrow, then send them in. When the agents reply we can see if either or both of us want to accept one of their proposals."

He closed his laptop and returned to the other side of the booth. The waitress brought their food. Phil mentally counted the number of items of clothing he was wearing, seven. Laurie was wearing sandals. Six?
 
As she tucked into her meal, Laurie knew she was wearing less than Phil. ‘Should have worn socks to make it closer’, she thought. Then she remembered when Susan had told her that girls should wear one item more than the guys, claiming that when they went topless it meant nothing, but a girl going topless, well…

Phil had seen her naked so Laurie needed to make things interesting. “How about the loser has to do a forfeit? Maybe sit on the winner’s lap.”
 
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"Facing? Sure I'm game for that. I suppose we have to figure some way to distribute some of my weight if I lose. I weigh about 200 lbs." Phil was pretty sure he was going to lose, no matter how well he played. He would be on her lap, him naked. And there were autonomous reactions he had no control over. 'But she knows she has that effect on me,' he thought. Either way it was going to be more intimate than ever before.

Both laughing, they finished the meal and Phil settled up, gave a good tip, the waitress had really been nice to them, letting them have some privacy.

When they got back home, Phil took her hand in the car and gave it a little squeeze. "I guess you better check on Oscar, and see if you can find a deck of cards. I will look too. I'll leave the back door open for you and I will make us a fresh pot of tea. Unless you want something stronger?"
 
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Laurie entered her home with much eagerness. “Would be nice to see him naked,” she said referring to Phil, as she went down to check on Oscar.

After letting out the snake for a quick slither, Laurie wondered why Phil had mentioned that she should check on Oscar. Was he starting the process to get accepted by the reptile? Well, if he was, she wasn’t going to tell Oscar to be friends with him. Phil would have to earn his friendship.

As Laurie watched Oscar slide by her, she mentally saw a bulge in him. Was it Bella or…herself?

She was about to put him back in his enclosure when she heard a beep. A text had arrived from her mother. ‘Decided to come home a bit early, we’ll be there within an hour.’

Laurie stamped her feet in anger. No!!!!” Oscar came to her as if asking if she was okay. “I’m fine Oscar.” Then she giggled. “I suppose a game of strip poker with you is out of the question. You don’t seem to be wearing much!”

Then the reptile stuck out his tongue onto a bare part of her leg. “Oh,” she said. “Want my legs back in you, do you? You may get your wish one day, but for now its back into the enclosure.”

Laurie cursed as she went back upstairs as she composed a text for Phil. ‘Bad news – parents will be back much earlier than they said they would – will play our game tomorrow!’ Then she sent it. “Anyway, a least he’s got lots of images to keep him busy. I’ll have to put up with my mother’s non-stop questioning!”
 
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Phil read her text, and sighed. Ah well.

He made some tea, and set to finishing off their portfolios. he sent them to three agents, with covering notes about Laurie only wanting to work occasionally, and that he had a full time job, but wanted to make a career of photography,

Then he edited the magic show photos and videos. Even looking closely and zooming in, he could not discover how it was done. He spent some time just zooming on the photos of Laurie, and found himself daydreaming about being with her. Having fun. Doing photo sessions, Playing at games like strip poker.

What would he do if he lost? He tried to imagine being naked with her fully clothed, and sitting on her lap. What if he got an ererction? And of course thinking like that quickly led his mind farther. 'Time for a nice hot shower, ' he thought.
 
Laurie flopped onto her bed. Having to answer question after question from her parents what she and Phil had done while they were away was more like an interrogation. She had been careful with her answers. Being sawn in half would have been easy to explain, but having part of her legs inside Oscar would have sentenced the reptile to be moved back to zoo with an unknown future.

Now, Laurie’s mind went to what outfit to wear for the game. If she wore more than Phil but still lost she would have to spice up her forfeit a little bit more.
 
In the morning Phil did the usual, texted Mary to ask how things were going with her sister, Mary said all was good, but her sister needed her help still for a while. She seemed cold, distant. Phil thought this was more like a trial separation. Time would tell.

He settled into his office at work and started analysis of the spreadsheets for cost over-runs, when Jennifer walked in, closing his office door behind her. She perched on the corner of his desk, beside him, showing quite a bit of her thigh.

"Phil, I asked you a while back. And you never got back to me. I need some photos, for a umm dating site. Lingerie. Please?"

Phil's mind raced.

"I . . I have to check my schedule. Yes, I think I can do that for you. I have a studio in my house. It would have to be there, need studio lighting. I have an . . intern . . that will assist me in setups. She is very good. I will check schedule, yes, check schedule and see when. OK?"

He watched Jennifer's eyes when he mentioned his female 'intern'. To his surprise Jennifer did not flinch, but smiled, "Great, thanks Phil, I really appreciate it." And left. Kissing him on the cheek.

Now his bluff was called. Would Laurie help him out of this?
 
Laurie decided to go into town, just to get out of her mother’s way. The last thing she needed was to be ‘volunteered’ into helping out back home.

It was in the mall that she came across Bella. “How’s Oscar?”

“Oh, he’s full of life,” replied Laurie, hoping Bella wouldn’t attempt another try in seeing the reptile; then something else across her mind. “I was wondering what it like is to be completely inside a snake.”

Bella laughed. “It’s a very tight fit. You can’t move much as the snake’s muscles have a good grip on you. Definitely not for those who suffer from claustrophobia! Why do you ask? Are you considering doing it?”

Laurie briefly stuttered. “No, of course not!” However, if the truth be known, she might give it a shot later, much later, as there would be a lot of obstacles to overcome.

She then looked at her watch. “Crikey, I best be going.” She had lied, but needed to get away from Bella as fast as possible; just in case she blurted out that Susan had seen her act.
 
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On the way home after work, Phil dropped into an industrial mall to look at a unit. His studio in his house was getting cramped, and he considered renting the unit so he could spread out a bit. He could set up a work station for editing, and separate areas for his lights and backdrops. Other units were professionals, engineering, accounting, surveying. In a nice area of town, couple of little restaurants nearby, a pub. Looked ideal. He thanked the owner, and decided if he got a couple more contracts he would take the place, set up shop, resign, and try it full time.

Once home he made a soup and sandwich dinner and went up to finish editing. Sent Laurie a text, 'Miss you'
 
Laurie needed to come up with a different outfit for the game with Phil. Different options went through her mind.

In the end she decided upon purchasing a new one, at a store that catered to outfits of the same colour. While she was there Laurie received a text message from Phil. “Cute,” she commented softly.

Her reply gave a hint of what he could expect. ‘I will be wearing lots of clothes, and therefore a slight advantage, however, if you can strip me, not only will I sit on your lap, you can take photos of me as I put a hand down into Oscar’s throat!’
 
Phil texted back, 'Come over when you are ready.'

Then went to his bedroom and put on a tee shirt under his regular shirt, and a vest over it. Thought, what the heck, and put on a tie too. He was mentally prepared to lose, but not without a fight.

His phone chimed an email, and there it was. First offer of an assignment! From an agent! For an online catalog. Thirty pairs of gloves, dress, winter, different colors. The agent wanted 10%. Three month exclusive trial for them. Phil was expected to find and source hand models. He replied immediately, agreeing.
 
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