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Tiffany put her hands on my shoulders and looked me in the eye. "Don't ever regret what you did, Brooke. I teased you like all the rest, but at the same time, I was proud of you for waiting. For standing your ground and living your own life without buckling to the pressure. You were your own person. Nobody else could say that. I certainly couldn't. I've never told you, but I regretted giving up my virginity to the boy I gave it to. He didn't really care for me. He was only interested in the sex. At least I wish I'd waited for a person who loved me and I cared for more than I did. Now, if I date anyone more than three times, they expect sex, because it's not like I haven't done it before. I'm not even sure if I like them yet, and if I don't fork it over, I'll never see them again. You found someone willing to wait. That's a special thing."

I hugged her. "Thank you, Tiffany. You don't know how much it means to hear you say that." I wished I could talk about all the other things which had gone wrong with my life.

After discussing Suki's new commission with Tanner, he agreed he would have no problem with my posing nude outdoors provided no one else was around, as long as I was okay with it. On Monday, Oliver was fucking me in both my cunt and my ass while I licked another cunt blindfolded. She did speak and was the one I suspected was the Fox5 weather girl. Her pubic hair was carefully shaved and trimmed, leaving a small landing strip. I found I preferred men and women with less hair. It was easier to have oral sex with them. I collected fewer pubic hairs in my mouth. I brought her to three orgasms while Oliver fucked me. I climaxed twice myself. Oliver gave me a special treat, allowing her to lick his cum from my cunt when he was finished. I orgasmed again while she licked me. Oliver told me it was sex magic and I wondered who the magic was for; if she was seeking a promotion or the magic was for someone else.

Done with Oliver for the week, Suki and I went out to her patron's estate the following day to check for possible locations available for an outdoor portrait. We had no equipment other than our phones, merely wishing to scout around. The estate was huge, completely fenced in with a security gatehouse at the beginning of the drive up to the house. The drive from the gatehouse to the actual manor was almost a mile in length. The two guards let us in without question once Suki provided her name and driver's license and he checked it against his list of approved entrants. Both guards were big, strong looking boys who looked comfortable with their sidearms. I guessed they were ex-military. They both had the bearing and still wore their hair high and tight as my father used to say. They would not have looked out of place at Fort Benning, home of the 75th Ranger Regiment and the Airborne and Ranger schools.

"Is your boss in today?" Suki asked.

"No, Miss. He's usually only here on the estate on weekends." It was hard to believe you could spend this much money on some place and only come on the weekends. He must be fabulously wealthy although paying $80,000 for two portraits indicated you possessed some cheddar.

"I'm here scouting locations for an outdoor portrait he commissioned," Suki said. "Can you direct me to the lake?"

"It's quite a distance with no road, only a path. Why don't you leave your car here and I'll take you there in a golf cart."

"Thank you. That's very kind," Suki said. "Are you sure the boss won't mind?"

"It's why there's two of us on duty, ma'am."

"Please call me Suki."

"The boss prefers we not get too familiar with our guests in case we have to shoot them," he said. He was smiling as he said it, so I thought he was kidding, maybe, though he looked capable of doing it.

We pulled into a little parking lot beside the gatehouse next to two other cars; I assumed the two guard's cars. The one speaking with us left the other one to monitor the gate while he hopped behind the wheel of a four person golf cart. Suki got in the front with him. I got in the back behind Suki.

"What do we call you?"

"My name's Jackson," he said.

"You know my name," Suki said. "The other woman is Brooke."

"What's her responsibilities?" Jackson asked, indicating me with a quick glance in my direction.

"The model. She has final approval on the location."

The cart came to a sudden stop and Jackson turned to stare at me. "Has she modeled for you before?"

"Yes," Suki said. "Why do you ask?"

"The boss just bought a painting which is on prominent display in his house. Is that yours?" His eyes moved up and down, mentally undressing me, then his eyes went front and center and he started driving again.

I had a feeling he'd seen the previous painting and liked it. I blushed, knowing why he'd given me the once over. He was attaching a face to the body. Fuck!

"I wouldn't know without looking at it," Suki said. "I'm unsure where he's keeping his prior purchase."

"It's a nude, set in a parlor, book on the floor, old gramophone on a table."

"Yes, that's mine."

"A lovely piece of art," Jackson said, without glancing my way again. I felt like all of me was indelibly engraved in his memory. "We can swing by the house if you'd like to see it?"

"Thank you," Suki replied, "I would."

We went up to the house. It was huge, Georgian style, multiple rooms, a detached five car garage and riding stables in the back. Jackson pulled up by the rear door, parked the cart, and opened the door of the residence for us. He led us to the main entry and there was my painting, hanging in a prominent place so everyone who entered by the front door would see it. There were subtle lights shining on the canvas so everything was vividly revealed. Jackson glanced at me again and I blushed once more.

"You're an excellent artist and the model is very beautiful," Jackson said. "Everyone who's seen the painting is thrilled with it."

I felt the comment was directed towards me although he was speaking with Suki. He was a good looking man, the kind I would be attracted to if not already married to Tanner.

"I appreciate your showing us the painting," Suki said. "I'm happy my patron enjoys it so much."

He nodded politely and escorted us back outside and we took our previous positions in the cart. Jackson started up and continued past the house on a small trail carved through the woods. The lake was almost twice as far from the house as the gate from the house. It took fifteen minutes to get there running the cart at full speed. There was a guest house on the small lake, big open windows facing the water, a large deck, and brick patio. It was more modern in style than the house.

"Anyone in the guest house at the current time?" I asked. I certainly wouldn't be nude out here if anyone was.

"No," Jackson said. "He mostly uses it for parties; sometimes an honored guest. George H. W. Bush was here a few times after he left office. Not so much anymore. A few Hollywood types and other political or business people will occasionally use it."

"We'd like to look around for a bit," Suki said. "Can you stay or do you have to get back?"

"Can you find your way back?" Jackson asked. "It's pretty easy, just follow the path."

"I'm sure we can," I said. I was uncomfortable with him being there, knowing he'd seen my portrait and all it portrayed.

"Great. Keep the cart and come back when you're done."

"Thank you," Suki said.

He headed back to the gatehouse at a ground eating trot, a pace which he looked he could keep all day long.

Suki and I looked around the lakeshore, and Suki finally found a place she liked. The guest house was visible through the trees, but not clearly. She had me stand fully clothed in my pose next to a huge live oak near the water with moss dripping from the branches and took a few snapshots with her phone.

She showed them to me. "I think this place would be perfect," Suki said. I had to agree I liked the pictures and I could see why she thought it would be good for the painting. "Do you think you could pose nude out here?"

I looked around. You couldn't see the main house at all; the guest house was barely visible. I didn't see any security cameras, although I realized from speaking to Jolene, cameras didn't need to be visible. There was nothing visible on the opposite side of the lake.

"I'd like to talk to the security people about cameras, but if their answers are acceptable, I guess I could."

"I don't see any cameras," Suki said.

"They can still be there, even if you don't see them," I replied. "I know." I didn't say how I knew, but she accepted my answer.

"Okay. Let's talk to Jackson again," Suki said.

We hopped in the cart with me driving the cart as I'd been golfing with Tanner a few times at his parents golf course and knew how to operate it, while Suki had never been on a golf course. We made our way back to the gatehouse.

"Can you tell us if you have any security cameras around the guest house?" I asked Jackson.

"Inside the guest house and around the patio, but nothing beyond that. The main house has more cameras facing the grounds, but none which can see the guest house. If you go into the guest house, you'll be on camera."

"We might need to use the guest house for inclement weather or for the bathroom facilities," Suki said. "Any problem with that?"

"No problem," Jackson replied. "Call ahead and we'll make sure the guest house is opened for you on days you need to use it."

Suki looked at me. It was my decision. I nodded yes. "Thank you, Brooke. This is going to be a great painting."

Another crack in my facade; the day I decided I could pose nude outside. Suki was chattering like a happy blue jay on the way back to Atlanta. I didn't have much to say.

I showed Tanner the prospective location and he again agreed he would have no problem with it. At least for the commission, I wouldn't be showing as much as last time, but realizing gate guard Jackson had already seen me in all my glory didn't make me comfortable. I imagined like the first painting, the second would have an honored location in his manor and would be available for all the staff to see and one of them already knew it was me. I imagined the rest of the guard crew would immediately be told and possibly all the rest of the staff depending on how much interaction went on between them.

The next few days were spent like the beginning of the first painting. Lot's of photographs at different times of the day, checking for lighting conditions and slight variations of the pose. Since it was a standing pose, Suki gave me a break every 45 minutes, and I wore a robe I brought from home while resting, and a camp chair to sit in. In checking over all of the photos, we both agreed the afternoon light provided the best contrast. The warmer temperatures of the afternoon appealed to me if I was going to be naked out of doors, so afternoons worked better in that respect as well. If we needed to use the guest house, I put the robe back on since I knew I was on camera when I did so.

The next time Oliver contacted me, I explained I was modeling about ninety minutes outside of town and would prefer advance notice, to ensure I met my modeling commitments. I asked if he would attempt to make use of me on forecasted days of rain or thunderstorms if he could. He agreed to make an effort, but some events wouldn't allow for deviation from a particular schedule for the magic to work. This was still before Tanner's promotion, so I didn't have much belief in any magic being performed, other than my cumming while being used.