by Anna Collins
I hadn’t turned around and I could almost sense the smug smirk on her face at catching me with my hand in the cookie jar. I’d already learned that Angelica had an interest in me that wasn’t strictly platonic. I was a little scared to hear what her terms might be. It wasn’t like I had much of a leg to stand on.
“I know that what I did wasn’t right, but I don’t think that it’s necessary to hold it over my head,” I said with my hands shaking.
“I’m only supposed to be here until this afternoon, but I would really like to extend that stay. I think that if you were to request my presence that he would allow it. In fact, I think that he would find it thrilling that you would even consider something like this,” she said as she touched the back of my neck with her breath a whisper away from my ear.
She walked around in front of me and I found that I was looking at a woman that was open sexually. The flimsy black negligee was sheer and molded to her body like it was custom made just for her. She circled me several times; touching my arm briefly and making me feel like I was her plaything.
“I would ask why you want to stick around, but I think I already know the answer to that,” I said as I stood there and didn’t move an inch.
I didn’t know why I was so affected by her demeanor, but it was almost like I was looking in the mirror at the future of what I was going to become. It was that brief glimpse of the new Lucy that had me cautiously optimistic about how all of this was going to play out.
Angelica took my hand and it was that feminine touch that I think that I was missing from this whole experience. The manly way in which Daniel went down on me was something that I would always remember. It was one of those rare orgasms that strangled the life out of me without me even aware that it wasn’t Devlin that was the product of my pleasure.
“I think that it would be best that I get you back to your room. Devlin has a tendency to be restless during the evenings. His condition is something that should be monitored, but he is determined to self-medicate without any pills,” Angelica said as she guided me up the stairs and away from my grisly discovery.
“I know that he’s damaged, but for some reason, I believe that I can cure him. I don’t know if this is love, but there is a huge part of me that doesn’t want to leave here ever. I’m wondering if maybe you had that same feeling when you were underneath his spell.”
She looked like she was trying to come up with the right answer, as she used a bit more force than necessary to drag me away from the scene of the crime. I was waiting to hear what she had to say, but apparently she was willing to let that question hang in the air.
“I want you to get some sleep. I didn’t exactly get an answer to whether or not you will talk to Devlin about extending my stay. I don’t need one right now, but I will by morning,” She said while opening up my door and motioning for me to go back in.
“I just hope that I can live with my decision,” I said as I closed the door in her face.
It felt good to have the upper hand for a moment, but it was fleeting at best. Angelica was not one to make idle threats. If she really wanted to make trouble for me, it wouldn’t take all that much. I knew that if she did tell Devlin that I wouldn’t be able to lie my way out of it. I never had that capability and sometimes I wish that I was able to lie on command
I remembered the face of that woman on that canvas. I still had no idea what her name was. I could easily question Angelica, but that would be going behind Devlin’s back. The look in his eyes of pure appreciation for what Daniel did to me was forever imprinted on my mind.
I breathed a sigh of relief knowing that it could’ve been a whole lot worse had Devlin caught me in his studio. He was a bit more trusting than I gave him credit for. He seemed like the kind of man that would hide what he didn’t want people to find. The studio door was open and he could’ve easily locked it, but he didn’t.
I felt sort of bad that I had done something that might make him look at me differently. I was going to have to bite the bullet and pray to god that Angelica was not, as sadistic as I thought she was. That evil sneer made me believe that she had something up her sleeve. The twinkle in her eye gave the impression that it was going to be something that was going to put a smile on her face.
The house was eerily calm and the only light was the sliver of the moon coming through the crack in the curtains. I heard something tapping at my window, but there really couldn’t be anybody up at this height.
I cautiously got out of bed and went towards the source. I threw back the curtains with a flourish. I took a step back while gasping at the sight of what looked like a boney hand.
Chapter 17
I moved a little closer until I saw that the bony hand was only a branch scratching against the pane. I was very paranoid and had no idea what was going to happen around the next corner.
I felt like I was shedding the cocoon of what I once was for a newly bloomed butterfly ready to take her rightful place in the world.
Seeing myself through others eyes had given me food for thought for what this time here on the island would mean to me.
I threw back the curtain to its original position not believing that I could be this jumpy. I looked back at everything that I had done. It really didn’t look like it was me.
I climbed back underneath the sheet, but that scratching sound against the pane of glass was there with the howling wind. To drown it out, I turned on the radio and brought one of the two fluffy pillows over my head. I took the precaution of putting a chair up against the door making it virtually impossible for somebody to get in here without my knowledge.
I should’ve done that from the moment I came in here, but I had no idea that they were going to ambush me in that way. I put my hand up underneath my night wear and I felt the wetness sticking to my finger. Even though I was uneasy about what was going to come from his diabolical mind next, there was also this thrill of the unknown.
I finally managed to get to sleep.
The morning arrived with this incessant knocking and pulling at my door to gain entry. I saw the knob jiggling and I wondered who the perpetrator behind this was.
“I guess I can understand the reason why you might want to shelter yourself inside that room,” Devlin said with what sounded like a pleasing tone.
I’d almost forgotten about the meditation and yoga exercises that he wanted to put me through. I was limber, but I still had no idea if I was gonna be able to put myself into a pretzel position. I’d seen my fair share of these kinds of exercises on television, but I never was one to try something that I didn’t understand.
“Devlin, I am still not fully awake. Why don’t you get started without me? I’m sure that I can catch up.” I said.
I thought that I heard him talking underneath his breath.
His receding footsteps made me let go of the sheet that I was holding tightly against me. It was a knee-jerk reaction to what had happened last night. They made me feel vulnerable and alarmed that they would try something like that again.
I got out of bed, rummaging through the closet to find suitable exercise attire. The spandex black top with the NIKE logo written across the front of it was perfect. The leggings were something that I had seen a lot of people using during their exercise routine. I caught my reflection in the mirror and I had to admit that I looked pretty damn good. I was tempted to go down to meet him naked for shock value.
I was finding that my perception of myself was changing. I was no longer this turtle in a shell. I’d begun to stick my head out to smell the roses and I had Devlin to thank for that.
The tension that I had felt last night when they were hovering over me like helicopter parents had been stripped away. I knew that they didn’t mean any harm and they were just acting like they normally would. They had to realize that each individual was different. What worked on one, might not work on another.
They were dealing with a sheltered child that had no idea how the real world worked. I had made a point to go to work a
nd then go home and not deviate to anywhere in between. I knew that I was missing out. There were times that I heard the girls talking about some club. I actually found myself thinking of myself, as one of them and living vicariously through their eyes.
Going into the shower, I turned the taps and adjusted the temperature just right. I stepped in and let the previous couple of days replay in my head.
I looked down and I could see that I was in need of a little trim. I was thinking about going completely bare and not even leaving the prerequisite landing strip. There was a bit of stubble and it was rough on my fingers. He had taken everything into account. On the ledge in the shower were a Schick razor and a small bottle of shaving cream.
Taking it into my hand, I sprayed the surface with enough to do the job. It was a little cold. I turned, so the water wouldn’t wash it off right away. I had the razor in my hand and I was hesitant to go through with it. It did make me wonder what he would say when he saw the finishing touches.
Biting my bottom lip, I went ahead and did what I was thinking. After the shaving cream was washed away, I saw myself and I couldn’t quite believe the transformation. I took a look at what I had done and it brought this little goofy grin to my face.
Even putting on that spandex and leggings caused a bit of pleasure by rubbing up against the bare mound. With each step, it was almost like treating myself to a unique and pleasing massage. I felt that I could probably get off by rubbing my legs together like a cricket.
I went down and found him out on the deck with Angelica. They were both wearing nothing at all. I stared mesmerized at the both of them performing and putting on a show that had me feeling like I didn’t belong. The glass of the balcony door was the only obstacle in my way. They looked back and smiled making me think that I was part of some peep show.
They were in the process of doing the downward dog. In that position, Angelica opened up and let me see the difference in the both of us. I felt that she was my rival and that I should do something to keep them apart, but that would only make me look petty.
I slid open the door to move in between them where they had obviously left me a spot. There was a yoga mat already rolled out and I stood there for a moment with my hands on my hips, until I finally realized that I looked a little out of place.
I peeled off the spandex top, but the revelation of what I had done down below was going to have to be left for later. I wanted it to be a surprise not only for Devlin but for Angelica as well.
“You are really going to have to learn to be more of an early riser. I like to get the day started quickly and I see no reason why we have to sleep our lives away. There’s, so much that we can do and we only have a short time to live our lives?” Devlin said, as he moved behind me and held my waist to put me in the right position.
I swallowed hard, not quite believing that he could touch me like this and not feel anything sexual. His equipment had not even risen to the occasion and maybe he did have a way of controlling his own libido. I didn’t think that was possible, but he was showing me that anything was possible.
“I’m trying to make this feel like a vacation. I think that you can agree that I deserve a few moments to myself.” I said with my back bent with my upper half now straining in the downward dog position.
I didn’t mean to be defensive, but then again maybe I did. They had to know that what they did last night could not be tolerated. I had a feeling that it didn’t matter what I felt. They would continue to push me beyond my boundaries.
“I really don’t wanna hear any more about this. What’s done is done and rehashing it over and over again is only going to make matters worse. Get past it…deal with it and then we can continue like it never happened,” He said as he showed his distaste by the frown on his face.
I saw Angelica looking at me and she was nodding her head towards Devlin. This was when I was supposed to make the big declaration that I wanted her to stick around. I’d thought about it all night and I weighed the pros and cons like I always do.
“I think that I can do that. I’m very comfortable around Angelica and do you suppose that she might want to stay for a bit longer.” I had said it with subtlety.
I wasn’t making any proclamations or throwing down any kind of ultimatum.
“I was thinking about having her stay here, but I wasn’t sure how you would feel about it. I’m glad to see that you are coming around and that you’re learning to go with the flow,” He said with surprise.
He probably thought that I was going to argue the point, but what happened last night in his studio had made anything I say get caught in my throat.
“I think tonight Angelica will be right there with us through this next phase of your lesson plan. Like me, she has an affinity for watching, but maybe I can convince her to direct the action. We’ll start with the same kind of massage that I gave you before and then we will let her mind loose to play with us like the puppets that she will treat us as.” Devlin stated with his hands in the air.
“I really didn’t think that I was going to get much from this, but it does take the stress away,” I said as I stretched my hands to this sky.
This was something that I was going to have to mimic when I got back to the real world. Having money would do wonders for my blood pressure, but this yoga routine and the meditation that followed were opening me up to new opportunities.
“I would be happy to stick around. I wouldn’t miss the next modeling session,” Angelica said as she got into a mediation pose with her legs crossed in the lotus position.
Devlin and I followed suit. There were no words spoken for the next hour. I had no idea how they could stay completely still all that time. It had something to do with practice. I was constantly opening up my eyes and then closing them. I followed how they were breathing and my diaphragm seemed to expand with each healthy breath.
The chef came out and placed a medley of fresh fruit including strawberries and some exotic fare of watermelon and papaya. We sat down and I found this refreshing take on breakfast to be to my liking. It cleansed my palate and there was nothing heavy or acidic about the meal. No greasy spoon sausages or artery clogging bacon.
Devlin was looking at me. He reached over and fed me a piece of pineapple. He let his finger linger in my mouth a little longer than was required. He moved that same finger back and forth in the obscene motion of a blow job.
His eyes were glued onto nine and then I did something that was not something that I would do normally. I moved my tongue around that digit and gave off a low moan that had both of them staring at me. I gave into that naughty streak that had recently been given license to come out and play.
Chapter 18
Standing there naked in front of Devlin and his work with the brush strokes was something that I was starting to get used to. What was a little more disconcerting was Angelica sitting no more than a couple of feet away eating a Popsicle.
“Lucy, I have to tell you that the work that I’ve seen Devlin do in the past pales in comparison to what he is doing today. He has captured a certain light from you and he has drawn that out by giving you these experiences,” She said as she crossed her legs provocatively.
“I’ve always been like this. Just because you haven’t had the chance to fully understand me, doesn’t mean that I’m not capable of revealing another side of myself.” Devlin punctuated each word with another slap of his brush to the canvas.
“I’m not sure that there is anybody that could make you look deep within yourself like this, Devlin. Lucy is that elusive unicorn or leprechaun or any number of other mythical creatures. To me, she doesn’t seem real, but there is something missing that has yet to be achieved,” She said as she got off the chair and stood with her head cocked to the side.
Devlin joined her and they made me feel like I was some statue to be admired in a museum. He handed her a brush and they both worked together and began to swirl different colors all over my body.
Angelica spent a lot of time cir
cling my nipples with a dark pink color while Devlin was on his knees getting a closer look at my special little surprise. He hadn’t said anything, but his eyes did go wide from the moment that I had dropped the pretense of clothing.
“I really don’t know if I would agree with you, Angelica. Lucy has come a long way in a short time. We’ve barely scratched the surface. She has shown me at every turn that she’s not afraid to give into those desires. She claims to be innocent and maybe she was, but those days have long vanished,” He said as he swirled this blue design down over my slit.
I was biting my tongue, trying to hold still, but knowing that my legs had pretty much turned to jelly. I thought that standing for 3 hours would be no big deal, but it was very taxing on my muscles. These were muscles that I had not used and was now getting the workout of a lifetime.
