My Story 58
By Corbin
How life tests the endurance, patience, and sometimes faith of one young woman.

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I just think you're a real sad case. You don't love who you're fighting for, and 
you don't hate who you're fighting against.
	- Al Sieber, Chief of Scouts


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For some reason, people always seem interested in what music I listen to when 
working out, specifically what music is the most motivational. Well, that was 
not easy to answer because it's such an individual choice and for the longest 
time I was always changing up the list of songs on my iPod. Also, for the most 
part, I used my iPod as a way of tuning out the noise and chit-chat around me, 
not so much for any type of motivational help. But I did finally come across 
some music that suits me perfectly while I am doing serious cardio or lifting, 
I'm sure many of your have heard of Rammstein, I love to listen to their music 
when working out.

I read somewhere that it was good music to play while invading Poland, that made 
me laugh (oops, is that politically incorrect? :). Well, I do sort of get the 
mental picture of my great grandfather riding on his tank leading the charge. I 
actually have a picture of him during World War II standing on top of what we 
call his 'Panzer', it's in one of my desk drawers here, somewhere. 

I thought about leaving this paragraph out, some people get all twitchy when I 
tell them that a couple of members of my family fought for the Wehrmacht. Oh 
well, facts are facts, and maybe this little bit of family history needs to be 
revealed as it will come out eventually, leading to a very ugly confrontation 
with someone.

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I truly was minding my own business, yeah I know you've heard me make that claim 
before. 

You see, there is a small room outside of the women's locker room at the gym, it 
has a few mats and is not often used, but I use it to frequently stretch out and 
relax before and after I workout. The nice thing is that there are two double 
doors with thick glass so the activity of the rest of thegym is well filtered 
out. During odd times of the day, when the gym is practically empty, it's easy 
to zone out and feel like I am totally alone.

The door makes a whooshing noise when it opens and I looked up, Jenna was 
strolling towards me, and had a casual look about her, she had just come off the 
treadmill so she was dripping with sweat. 'Damn, she looks good.' I thought with 
her black shorts and a tight tank top, she was looking very, very hard on this 
particular afternoon. I wasn't wearing anything to brag about, just my usual 
baggy shorts and a tee shirt, I usually wear more because the A/C in the gym is 
always cranked up in the summer time.

"Need a hand?" came the offer. On rare occasions Jenna and I will help each 
other stretch out, now that we are friends and all, so I shrugged and said 
'sure', I folded my right leg inward and stretched out my left leg, and started 
to bend forward stretching my hands out to grasp my foot.

"You really don't need my help." Jenna sighed and pushed on my back, referring 
to how flexible I was, my face and chest were already pressing against the top 
of my leg before she even started pushing.

"Every little bit helps." I smiled.

"You smell nice." She complimented me.

"No, Jenna." I groaned with irritation.

"What? I'm just giving you a compliment." She sighed.

I was in la-la land, but the next thing I felt was her body rising 
up and next I could only assume she had let ALL of her weight come to rest on my 
back as the pressure became extremely uncomfortable. But things didn't stop 
there, her strong arms slipped around from behind as her hands plowed between 
the mat and the underside of my leg, right into the crook of my knee to be 
exact.

"What the hell!" I think was my response.

"Guess we gotta' do this the hard way!" Jenna blurted out and with a significant 
grunt I was now feeling myself being pulled up and back, I gasped a little when 
she momentarily hoisted me off the ground, but I wasn't totally surprised, Jenna 
is very strong, but what stunned me was the ferocity with which she then 
proceeded to slam me down on the ground. The right side of my body crashed with 
a thud, again I was grunting from the impact, she was still behind me and I 
could feel her fingers trying to secure a tighter grip on the cradle hold she 
had me in. Damn good thing I am flexible because my left leg was being crushed 
against my chest.

Initially I was pretty pissed, but I knew Jenna had been prodding me for weeks 
about wanting to wrestle, ever since I told her I did jiu-jitsu she wanted to 
see what I could do. That and the fact she always thought martial arts was a 
bunch of stiff punching and kicking that had no real world application. Boy was 
she in for a rude awaking.

So here we are, and I was starting get uncomfortable from having my leg and 
upper body folded together so tightly, well it was also bothering my breathing, 
but this was a bigger problem for Jenna then me. What I mean by that is, she 
really didn't know what to do next, she knew enough about wrestling to get 
someone in some basic holds but then she typically just poured on her strength 
to force them to submit.

We were both laying on her right side when I started to twist my body while my 
left hand tugged at her left forearm, my right leg was free and flailing at 
first, but I was able to twist and get my right leg under my body. 

"Give?" She hissed.

Was she kidding? I actually smiled, okay I actually almost laughed.

"No" I said, and in the following couple of seconds I had broken her hold, spun 
around, and had her in the half-guard position, "Next silly question?" I then 
asked.

"Fuck bitch!" Jenna groaned and started kicking and thrashing, I could tell 
when she was really angry and this was the most angry I had ever seen her, and 
that's when it dawned on me, she really had a bone to pick with me, that she 
would never stop coming at me until all doubt was erased as to which of us was 
the superior. Well so be it, I was determined to settle this once and for all 
and I also decided not to make any of my smart ass comments along the way 
because like I said, Jenna is a proud girl and to taunt someone in a 
situation like this shows poor character and sportsmanship, besides, I really 
didn't want to hurt Jenna's feelings. I think underneath all this conflict there 
really does reside a tender relationship between the two of us, but for right 
now I was about to tenderize her like a piece of meat.

I quickly reminded myself that Jenna might try something underhanded, and sure 
enough the first thing she did was to slam her left forearm into my throat which 
hurt pretty bad, so I took that left arm and put it into a kimura as fast and 
hard as I could, cranking it plenty damn hard, all I could think about was 
retaliation for my aching throat.

Jenna screamed, but didn't tap, she probably forgot or was counting on my never 
ending sweet disposition to release the hold before any real damage is 
inflicted. I had my legs wrapped around her right arm, but that 
didn't stop her from trying to pinch my thighs and calves, little bitch (more of 
her underhanded techniques coming into play.) I released the kimura, fearful of 
hurting her, so yes my sweet side overruled the desire to dislocate her 
shoulder. Once I let go, she started to thrash about with renewed energy, but I 
had already swung my right leg up and over so now I was in a full mount 
position, even after inflicting some pain with the kimura I wanted more 
retaliation and drove my right forearm into her throat! Let's see how she likes 
that, she gagged a little bit and went red in the face, I then rolled off the 
girl, putting about four feet between us, I rose to one knee, ready and waiting.

Jenna sat up and rubbed her neck glaring at me with a look like she wanted to 
kill me, it was very unnerving, she just pounded her fist into the mat out of 
frustration and slowly got up. But I never gave her the chance, I 
dove in and scooped her up in a double leg take down, making sure I slammed her 
good into the mat, she wanted to roll over and get on all fours, so I let her, 
where I then proceeded to wrap my legs around her waist and applied a rear naked 
choke.

She started to slap, punch my legs, and pinch me, but I squeezed the hold a bit 
until she gasped "Stop!" or what sounded like a stop. I pushed her off me and 
she rolled away, coming to rest face down as she slowly folded her arms and laid 
her head down appearing to rest for a moment.

I stood up and walked over to the doors and peered out, the angle of the doors 
didn't look directly out into the gym, but more towards the hallway that leads 
to the Women's locker room. I was amazed, no one noticed what we were doing and 
it was still relatively dead, I then decided I better check on my friend, 
HA! some friend.

I was in for one hell of a surprise, I had barely turned around when Jenna was 
standing right in front of me, I never even noticed she had gotten up and walked 
right up behind me. Never even had a chance to get my arms up, she grabbed me in 
a bear hug while my arms were still down. She crushed my midsection and 
lifted me up, twisting me to her left while diving for the mats, the impact did 
not hurt so bad, but the weight of her body crushing into my gut did. I lost my 
breath for a moment.

"Let's see how you like this blondie!" Jenna huffed.

The surprise take down by Jenna only delayed the inevitable, I quickly secured 
her in my guard, pulled her in and rolled her over, from that point on I kept my 
kept position letting her exert as much effort as she could muster. She was 
wasting so much energy, it was amazing as I watched her mouth open and gasp for 
air, sweat pouring out of her pours, and all I was doing was keeping her legs 
and arms under control. As her muscles lost some energy I went for a joint lock 
until she yelped, then released it, grapevine her legs, and again she yelped. 
She tried pulling my hair a couple of times, but I shoved my knee into her gut 
and she let go. 

For someone with little to no grabbling experience she resisted valiantly, but 
from the outside observer it would have looked like a complete domination.

So, that was it, I was on all fours looking down at my beaten foe, Jenna's legs 
and arms splayed out in all directions as her mouth openly gasped for air. We 
were both drenched in sweat, although I was breathing heavy, I could have kept 
going for a good while longer.

"Satisfied?" I asked and couldn't help but smile, Jenna chuckled and nodded 
'yes'.

Her left hand came up and gripped my neck, she tried to pull my face down to 
hers but I pushed away her arm and stood up.

"None of that." I said, "I'm a taken woman." I said proudly.

"Shit, I'm going to hurt in the morning." Jenna moaned and rolled over, 
struggling to stand, so I helped her up. She turned toward me and weakly pulled 
me into a hug, I let her have this one moment of affection as I hugged her back 
and waited for her to catch her breath.

"Sorry," Sighed Jenna.

"You okay?" I asked, I noticed she appeared a bit emotional.

"I guess, just tough, you're the first girl to ever beat my ass." She shrugged 
but wouldn't look me in the eye, I tried to read her expression but was having a 
tough time but I got the feeling that really wasn't the whole truth.

"Is that all?" I asked and wrapped my arm around her shoulder as a way of trying 
to comfort her.

She shook her head 'no' and let out a big sigh, "I'm still having doubts about 
the marriage."

Well that lead to a whole other conversation that was long and drawn out.

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But, do not think for one minute that Nikki and I do not argue, because we do 
have heated arguments. However, we always make up before going to bed, even if 
one of us has to swallow some pride to make amends. For example, I find Monty 
Python films to be hilarious, Nikki doesn't like them because of how they 
mock Christianity, so she got pissed that I said she was bring ridiculous, and 
so on it escalated.

Nik and I are both deeply religious, but we don't talk about it often or wear it 
on our sleeves, Nik even suggested we start going to church every Sunday, that 
it would be something positive, I thought about what she was saying and the more 
soul searching I did the more I felt compelled for the two of us to attend. So, 
most Sunday's we get dressed up a little and we head off to Church from 11 to 
12, we found a really nice Methodist Church to attend. I say 'most Sunday's' 
because some weekends we like to head to the mountains, or just plan activities 
with family and friends. If it's been a busy week we will just find some quiet 
place in the park and enjoy the time to ourselves.

I still enjoy Monty Python :) because for whatever reason there humor makes me 
laugh.

Overall, my life changed dramatically as we settled in, we both started looking 
for a Townhouse together, yeah that's right, TOGETHER, as in we were going to 
move in with one another.

Nik also taught yoga over at the YMCA, I asked her to come over and start 
teaching at my gym instead, that I was sure a new class would be welcome. She 
thought about it and said; "On one condition, you start taking my yoga class." 

"Oh god!" I groaned and buried my face into my hands. Nikki was getting a good 
laugh out of this, she knows I can't stand doing Yoga, but in her mind it was 
only because the right teacher had not come along. All I wanted to do was to get 
her at my gym so we could spend more time together, and I wanted to show 
her off my knockout of a girlfriend to all my gym friends, I can just see all 
the tongue wagging when she walks in. But it was also a smart move on her part, 
when I signed up to take the class allot of other people in the gym must have 
thought it was a good idea and signed up as well, however, I admit that Nik is 
one hell of a yoga instructor and besides, I love watching her body pose in 
various positions :) 

Just how stunning is Nikki? The fact that total strangers would walk up to me 
and ask "Is she seeing anyone? Is she married?"

"Yeah, she and I are in a serious relationship." I would fire right back.

The look of disbelief was amazing, most of the time guys thought I was joking, 
"Yeah right, stop covering for your friend, can you introduce us? Seriously!"

Or,

"What the hell? That's bullshit!" and they would be really angry about Nikki and 
I being involved, often telling me it's not fair that two girls like us would be 
off the market by dating each other.

Something else happened after I started taking yoga, and following Nikki's 
advice on eating and nutritional tips, my boobs shrunk, well not by much at all 
really. But I never thought that would happen! Well, let me explain, by changing 
when I ate and what I ate, and some of the types of exercises I was doing, I 
actually managed to loose a little more body fat, which I didn't think was 
possible given how defined I already was. But I am now into the "C" cup 
category, thank god! Means I have to go out and buy all new bras, but it's 
worth it, better to go down a little then up in size!

**********

So, back to Tasha, I actually thought the girl might be nuts, literally 'off her 
rocker' because her attitude varied from totally ignoring me (which was fine) to 
complete and utter disdain, I'm talking border line hatred here. I finally came 
to the conclusion she just was messing with me, which is fine, because like I 
said all things eventually work themselves out, I just needed to be patient.

Anyway, I was all smiles when I introduced Jenna to Nikki, I have never seen 
Jenna's eyes sparkle toward any other women but me, that is until she met Nikki. 
She was drawn into Nik's aura like I was, the spell was cast.

"Jenna has a strong attraction to you, not that you don't realize that." Nik 
said on the ride home one day.

"What?" I looked over puzzled at where Nikki was going with this.

"What?" Nik mocked me while glancing over at me with a knowing smirk, her dark 
eyes pierced right thru any attempt to bullshit her.

I shook my head 'no' and refocused on driving, "Jenna is very competitive, 
that's all, she even used to hate my guts but now we get along fine."

When we got to a stop light I looked at her and she was still eyeing me with a 
serious attitude which caused me to get defensive, "What? What's with that 
look!" I stared her right in the eye, trying to figure out where she was coming 
from.

Nikki's shoulders relaxed and she winced in discomfort, emotional discomfort it 
seemed, as she adjusted her sorts and looked down at her lap, her cheeks 
actually blushed, "Sorry, I'm just acting silly, and jealous." Nik sighed and 
massaged her forehead in apparent despair, as if she is realizing something, 
whatever thought was going thru her head now caused a faint smile to form over 
her soft full lips that had me wetting mine in response. I think about kissing 
her all the time if that is any indication of where my mind is. 

"Your jealous? Of Jenna?" I actually blurted out in shock, because I had never 
seen Nikki get this possessive before. Instinctively my right hand was rubbing 
her forearm and thighs to comfort her, she reclined her chair a little 
and took my hand into hers, gripping it tightly. For the remainder of the ride 
home she sat looking over at me with a smile on her face.

"Thought I was suppose to be the nervous wreck in this relationship, because the 
whole time I think Jenna is making *eyes* at you." I shake my head.

"Well, she is very attractive." Nikki sighs.

"ASS!" I snap and jerk my hand away, playfully pushing on her shoulder.

"I'm teasing." Nik pleads with a slight chuckle and leans over to kiss me on the 
cheek, "Not nearly as beautiful as you." 

"Thank you." I blush, and glance to the left and right to see if anyone is next 
to us, I just get funny about displays of affection in public, even if I am 
riding in my own car. I've actually had morons honk horns at us whenever Nik or 
I had our arm draped over the other's shoulder as we drove along minding our own 
business.

"I love you." Nik whispers into my ear in her most seductively soft voice, it 
drives me wild.

"I love you too." I sigh and quickly turn my head to the right and kiss her on 
the lips, now keep in mind we are speeding down the highway so I am trying to be 
attentive to her and keep my eyes on the road. But I am damn near flooring it as 
my butt is squirming in my seat out of arousal, it's taking all my effort to 
keep from locking lips with her, but when we get back to her apartment I will be 
doing just that.

Even under those baggy nylon shorts I can see traces of her firm butt swish from 
side to side when going up the stairs to her apartment, she's talking about 
going hunting for a house together, I should be more engaged in the 
conversation, but the car ride over from the gym has turned me on. She sets her 
keys down on the kitchen counter, I drop my bag and I don't wait, I don't care 
if her back is to me, I rush forward and scoop her up in my arms, catching her 
legs with my right arm so I am not carrying her, no easy feat as Nikki 
is about my height and weighs around 135lbs. Nikki lets go this delightful 
squeal of shock as I carry her into the bedroom and toss her onto the bed, I 
fall on top of her. Her black hair dislodged from its ponytail is 
strewn all over her shoulders, framing her gorgeous face, her white teeth flash 
as parting lips give me a smile. 

She doesn't say a word, nor do I, Nikki just focuses her eyes on me and I can 
read her expression to know what's going thru her mind. Next thing I kick off my 
shoes, a second later hers drop to the floor.

Nikki groans, the entire wooden bed began to creak under our twisting and 
turning bodies, we were full out wrestling now, I got flash backs to Jenna, but 
this was so much more different, so much more intense and we still had our 
clothes on. Nikki was also much more skilled, I even suspected she was almost 
equal with me, I took every bit of twisting and maneuvering to keep from being 
caught in some hold. I was back on top and struggled to pin her arms out, 'Fuck 
she's strong' my mind thought as she wasn't as big as Jenna, but she was damn 
strong. The next second, she had gone limp, yanked her wrists free and plunged 
her hands into the back of my shorts, daftly under my panties as well, getting a 
firm grip on my butt. I flexed my buns into her clenching hands, and our mouths 
instantly suctioned together.

"Stop...wait..." Nikki somehow gasped with a mouthful of my tongue.

"Strip." She pleaded and I was rolling off her, tearing off my clothes. She 
sprang to her feet and was stripping off clothes while walking over to the wall 
and messed with the thermostat, turned around and flicked the switch on the wall 
to kill the overhead fan. It took a minute to process what it all meant, she 
didn't have to tell me, but she did, "Hot and sweaty." Nikki growled and crawled 
on the bed toward me.

"Oh fuck yeah." I moaned, naked and ready, I spread my thighs to welcome her.

I must have sat staring at this keyboard for five minutes, but the words will 
not come, how do I properly describe the torrent of emotion we let loose on one 
another. Is that a clichZ? Sounds like one.

We playfully bit, clawed, and bruised one another in what felt like the ultimate 
attempt to consume the other and mold into one sexual being. Nothing was off 
limits, we even fell of the bed several times in a tangle of 
sweat soaked limbs, the sheets in time also became thoroughly soaked.

Nikki and I both lay gasping next to one another, pools of sweat collected 
wherever it could, I rolled to my right and she on her left as we caressed our 
glistening faces, tears and sweat pouring off our cheeks. Nikki's right hand 
seemed to float so gracefully across the short divide and pushed my hair back 
over my left ear, a shiver ran up my spine at her touch. "I remember the first 
time I ever saw you, when you walked into the locker room. My heart just 
fluttered and my insides got all twisted in knots, I couldn't take my eyes off 
you."

I was smiling from ear to ear now, even if I did have tears coming down my 
cheeks, but Nik was there, wiping them away.

"Even if you were a girl, I didn't care, I just knew that I was in love."

"Oh baby," I sighed and reached over with my left hand to stroke her beautifully 
strong neck and cheek, I noticed the traces my finger tips left in her sweat 
soaked skin. Our kiss started in a lazy manner, I could taste my juices on her 
lips and tongue and I knew she could taste her own, the mixture was 
intoxicating. She slowly pulled more and more of my tongue into her mouth, I 
thought it was damn near down her throat when a sudden bang on her apartment 
door startled us, and it came again.

"Nik you in there? Is everything okay?" The mans voice came urgently.

"Shit." Nikki gasped and pulled from our kiss.

"Ignore it." I pleaded.

"No, it's Chuck, he lives below me, he's probably just freaking out over all the 
racket we've been making." In a flash she was up and walking to the bathroom, my 
eyes feasted on the site of her tall toned body, her calves tight and round, her 
ass perfectly rounded and tight, her shoulders strong and broad, she covered up 
the delicious site all too soon with her bathrobe.

"Don't go anywhere." She smiled, no worries there, I reclined back on the bed 
and self consciously pulled the white cotton sheets over my body, having some 
strange guy at the door can make do that, anyway my ears perked up...

"Everything okay?" 

"Fine, just got my girlfriend helping me move some furniture." Nikki said.

'Oh that's nice' I thought, smiling at what his reaction might be if he knew how 
we were moving it.

********** 

Tasha had become a major thorn in my side, she had laid off most of the direct 
comments to my face and had proceeded to make snide comments about me just 
within ear shot or thru second and third parties.

Nikki had been a life saver thru all of this, Tasha's life I might add, she had 
Kept me focused on taking higher road, the path of self respect and rise 
above the juvenile, trash talking that Tasha seems to enjoy. Besides, after my 
fight with Carrie, I was very upset with how mad/disappointed Nikki was with me. 
Maybe I'm suffering from selective memory right now, but I can never remember 
Nikki ever being in a fight! The closest I ever saw was when she smacked Mora 
right in the face in the women's locker room for slandering her relationship 
with me.

Tasha was no longer friends with Sharon, apparently even severing ties with 
Tasha was not incentive enough to change her unhealthy obsession with taunting 
me. This was a different type of dislike, one I have rarely experienced and I 
can't even recall the last time some girl acted this way toward me. Perhaps I am 
overreacting? It is a possibility. 

Put yourself in my shoes, if you were walking out of gym one sunny warm 
afternoon and you pass a couple of girls having a conversation (no big deal 
right?) when one of them says to you "Hey bitch." What would you do? Maybe it 
would depend on who was saying it right? Well, it doesn't take too much effort 
to reach the conclusion that it was Tasha.

Catch me in an off mood and I might snap, I would have, but as I paused and 
turned glaring back at Tasha, I felt Nikki's arm come around my shoulder and rub 
my neck. "Come on, let's go." She said softly not even acknowledging Tasha's 
presence.

Tasha, who had been leaning against the wall with her left shoulder, pushed off 
and smirked at me, "Got a problem? We can settle it." Tasha's little buddy was 
just standing there with this slight grin on her face, she was getting some 
pleasure out of Tasha's attempt to instigate something.

On the ride home Nikki was laying out her usual logic.

"The last time you got in a fight you lucked out, Carrie ends up in the 
hospital and your fortunate she decided to make up some story about getting 
hurt. Tasha's not like that Corbin, if you two scrap, and Tasha gets hurt, she 
will run right to the police and do everything she can to make your life 
miserable. You know she would, this isn't about pride with her, this is about 
inflicting misery in your life and she will do and say whatever it takes to make 
that happen." 

I continued to stare out my passenger window, watching the line of trees go by 
as we turned into Nikki's apartment complex. I hadn't responded yet, but Nikki 
knew I had heard her, although she did pause and look over at me when she put 
the car in park, sitting there waiting for me.

"I know Nik, I'm not going to do anything. Just hold my head up and keep on 
walking." I sighed, and I meant it too, Nik's argument made perfect sense, 
kicking the crap out of Tasha would not fix anything.

"It's a win-win thing for Tasha," Nikki shut off the engine and carefully 
took her right index finger and scooped up several black strands of hair that 
had escaped her ponytail, pushing them over her ear. "You see, if you take 
the bait then she got to you, if you kick her ass, she will probably go to the 
police and file a report, so she wins there as well."

"So the ultimate win for me is to just ignore her." I nod and I sincerely meant 
it.

"Your not alone you know, I would never let anything happen to you, you're my 
world." Nikki says and her right hand comes up to stroke my face, her eyes get 
moist with emotion and of course that always makes me tear up.

"Let's go inside, I want to do something special for you." Nikki says.

Now that instantly gets me in a better mood, I'm grinning from ear to ear and 
perk up, "What is it! Tell me now!" I say and scramble to get my stuff together 
and get up to her apartment.

"Your such a spoil sport, you have no patience." Nikki sighs, "You have to wait 
a few seconds, can you wait till we get upstairs!"

What a nice treat, Nikki lays a thick beach towel out on the bed and gets her 
massage oils out and tells me to strip down, she is going to give me a full body 
massage! Hot damn, I love these and it's the only way I ever get one anyway, 
Nikki won't let me go to a spa and get one, she doesn't approve of some other 
person rubbing all over my body. I had no issue with that, besides, no way in 
hell was I going to allow Nikki to get a massage from someone else as well.

**********

"Well, what if I invite her to my school and we could 'roll', we can work out 
our differences on the matt." I say to Nik a few days later.

"She might go for that, maybe, even if she did the instructors and owners will 
never allow it and if they find out you snuck in and do that, you could get 
kicked out." Nikki once again made some valid points.

To be honest here, I really didn't want to fight Tasha, I really don't like 
fighting and take jiu-jitsu because it's competitive and challenging to learn, 
at least it's hard for me to learn cause it seems to take me many, many tries to 
get the technique right. Guess I'm a slow learner sometimes. Also, I despise 
those girl-fight videos you sometimes come across on the internet, they are 
repulsive and disgusting, actually ALL fight videos on the internet are 
disgusting, guy and girls. But I realize also that fighting has been around 
forever and some people would rather just settle things physically then talk it 
out.

Okay, all that logic and sensible talk is great when your safe and sound in the 
confines of your home.

Anyway, Nikki and I were invited to a large party, I know you have this 
impression that I am this loner type, and that is kind of how I view myself, but 
the reality is Nikki and I have a huge circle of friends. We are always being 
invited to parties and social events.

**********

I just bought this light SWEET grey cotton rib v-neck sweater dress, stopped a 
few inches above my knees and hugged my body in the most sexy way. Accenting all 
of my features, my toned body really came thru the dress. I was so psyched about 
my new dress that I guess I must have not been paying attention to what I was 
doing, maybe I was speeding, but the next thing I know I look up in the rear 
view mirror and see flashing blue lights, along with the annoying high beams 
alternating on and off.

First, I have a heart attack, like most people do, then I think that he just 
wants me to get out of the way because surely the Officer is not after me! But 
some other villain ahead of me, so I start to pull over. DAMN! He's pulling over 
as well, SHIT! OK, make a check list: Not drunk...CHECK! Seat belt on...CHECK! 
Speed limit...Safe...CHECK! So what's this COPS problem! I never get pulled 
over! EVER!

So I'm sitting, car idling and in park as I slump my shoulders forward, I'm 
already feeling doomed and depressed. Wait a second, I'm innocent! I haven't 
done anything wrong! Damn, he's almost to my window, press the power button and 
it roles down.

"License and registration" Comes the voice, but wait, this is no guy talking, 
this is a woman cop, which is not necessarily a good thing, crap! She might have 
some chip on her shoulder or something.

I'm fumbling in my glove box and purse, I mean what the hell, I know exactly 
where everything is, yet my hands tremble as I get the card and drivers license 
out. 'Get composed you retard' my little voice says and I take a deep breath.

"What's the problem?" I ask and hand the Officer my information, but my mouth 
freezes in an open position when the women leans over a little closer. Is my 
brain playing tricks on me? I must be seeing things. That bland, poker face look 
on the woman's face changes in a split second, she's now laughing at me.

"Carrie?" I mumble.

"You should see the look on your face!" She says still laughing and straightens 
up to her full height while looking at my two cards.

"Didn't recognize me did you." She says with a smile.

"Uhm No" My voice squeaks out in total confusion.

"You're a police officer?" I ask out loud, more out of shock then anything. No 
wonder it took me a minute, her signature flame read hair was totally tucked up 
under her hat and she had sunglasses on and of course that uniform totally threw 
me.

"Here" She hands my drivers license and registration back, "Your all good, I 
just wanted to see the expression on your face. Although I should give you 
hell." And a cruel sneer formed on her mouth and my heart rate began to climb 
again and I'm sweating now too, just great. I'm also looking at that gun on her 
hip and suddenly the reality of who she is and the responsibility she carries 
hits home. I just looked up at her and give my best humble expression.

"It's okay," her right hand reaches over and gently pushed me on the shoulder, 
"I'm just teasing, how have you been?"

"Oh, uhm, good, good." I say still a little dazed by everything that's happened, 
"Hey, do want to come a party this coming Saturday night? I know it's short 
notice but you can come with Nikki and I, as our guest." I have no idea why I 
just made that offer, but seemed like a nice gesture, maybe it was a way to 
further mend any hard feelings between us. Well, Carrie got this really nice 
look on her face and smiled a little.

"Thank you Corbin, I'd like that." 

"Want us to come pick you up?" I asked.

"I know where you live, I can meet you at your house, what time?" Carrie asked.

"Six o'clock"

And that was that.

Well as it turned out I'm glad Carrie was coming, she's a pretty tough girl and 
I bring that up because when I walked in the door Sharon was getting ready to 
hit me with some very, very annoying news.

"Tasha will be at the party Corbin." 

"What the hell? How? Why?" I ask.

"Look, she and I friends in similar circles, so it's totally possible she was 
just one of the invited people. I just don't understand what her problem is, why 
she is so dislikes you so much."

"Hate is the more appropriate word Sharon."

"Yeah, totally irrational. I could get her uninvited?" Sharon shrugs.
"Nah, let's just have things play out and what happens will happen." I say.

**********

What am I doing here? Why am I sitting on Jenna's couch with my left arm draped 
over her shoulder?

Well, I'll tell you why, she's sitting here crying because she cancelled her 
wedding and is catching hell from everyone in her family and his family. She had 
no one else to turn to because all her bridesmaids thought she had lost her 
mind. She calls me on my cell phone and asks if I could come over. So I did and 
now I have to console her, I feel partly to blame because I did tell her that 
she should not go thru with it if she's having major doubts, but I never thought 
she would seriously take my advice! 

"I'm sorry Jenna." I sigh, and rub her back.

"Well you should be!" She blasts back at me and stands up, walking into her 
kitchen and paces back toward the living room and then back into the kitchen. 
Her fingers running thru her short black hair repeatedly.

"What?" I ask, my heart racing a little, 'Great, angry Jenna is back.' I 
privately sigh.

"My stupid infatuation with you! Another girl! Now I'm second guessing 
everything I thought I knew about myself!" She waves her arms out to her side 
and can't seem to decide if she wants to cry or scream, or something. I don't 
have some formula for what to do, so I just stand and walk toward her and try 
and give her a hug, "Fuck off!" She snaps and pushed me away, she turns her back 
to me and walks back into her kitchen. I don't say a word, can't think of 
anything to say, so I walk up behind her again and wrap my arms around her 
waist, gently giving her a squeeze.

"Corbin?" She asks and turns toward me, "What am I going to do?" She sobs and 
buries her head into my neck, "What did you do when you realized you were gay?"

I don't try and formulate some nice neat answer, there is none to be given, 
everyone is different and unique, and I try to be supportive and let her talk 
and share some things that Nikki and I went thru. And no, Jenna didn't try 
putting any moves on me, she's past that now, she knows Nikki and I are deeply 
committed to one another and she now respects that too much to try anything.

"Look Jenna, why don't you hang out with Nikki and I this weekend, we have this 
get together and you can come along?"

I chose not to use the word 'party' because it didn't seem appropriate, but I 
was smacking myself on the head when I realized that I had also invited Carrie, 
and got concerned I was overloading myself with having the two girls additional 
tag along. Not to mention, Carrie and Jenna don't know one another so would 
they're personalities clash? I don't know, but what I do know is I get to play 
hostess to two additional people, great there goes any fun I might have!

**********

"We could skip it?" Nikki says and hands me a glass of wine as we sat out on her 
small balcony.

"So I should just skip every event that Tasha might be at?" I snap back.

"No," Nikki sighs, "But maybe until tensions die down?"

"Like you said Nik, that kind of irrational hatred she has for me just doesn't 
die down. I'm not going to dodge ANYONE!" I emphasis. Nikki doesn't say anything 
but reaches over and rubs my arm and grips my hand.

"I know your just looking out to me." I shrug and look over her.

**********

I'm wearing my cool sweater dress and Nikki has a black silk shirt on and a pair 
of faded jeans, that are very, very snug. 

"Good god" I say and walk up behind her, my eye riveted to that perfectly, 
round ass of hers. And in those jeans her every movement and step flaunts the 
curvature of that butt, zero flaws.

She smiles into the mirror while inserting her earrings, my left hand is 
caressing up and down each of her butt cheeks. She turns toward me and I pull 
her in tight, "If you get me going, we will never leave the house." Nikki moans 
and flexes her ass muscles against my clutching hands.

The door buzzs and we both smile, "Saved by the bell." I say.

I told Carrie and Jenna to meet us at Nikki's apartment instead of mine, Carrie 
was a knockout, she had on a dress and her flowing red hair was draped  around 
her shoulders. Wow, I guess I wasn't used to seeing Carrie all dressed up and in 
heels. Jenna, like Nik decided to wear jeans, but that was more of a reflection 
of her attitude, she was still feeling a bit down, so she told me she was just 
wearing something simple. Doesn't matter, Jenna is a knockout and she got along 
well with Carrie.

In fact, all four of us got along together, there was still an uneasy feeling 
about looking over my shoulder and seeing Jenna and Carrie following us to 
Nikki's car. 'This is so odd.' These girls used to hate my guts! Or something to 
that effect and now we are all hanging out together? Very, very odd.

Well, on the positive side, I hope Tasha throws some attitude my way, because 
any four of us would gladly stomp her into a greasy spot. <evil grin>

The four of us stole the spotlight upon entering the party, it wasn't really 
taking place in someone's house, so let me clarify, there is a small piece of 
farm land that a local used to open up his large barn and invite friends and 
family once a year. Word of mouth and pretty soon the party grew and grew with a 
live band and kegs and so on and so on.

Sure enough, Tasha was there, and she gave me the evil eye the minute she 
sighted me from across the large crowded room, err I mean barn. I was tipping 
back a glass of wine, chatting with Sharon when I spotted Shelton, and my eyes 
lit up with devious pleasure when I saw Tasha flirting with him big time!

'Damn, it doesn't get any better then this!' So I told Sharon I was off on a 
mission!

"Where? What? Let me watch!" Sharon smiled and eagerly tailed along from a 
distance as I slipped thru the crowd, careful on my approach so Tasha wouldn't 
see me.

"Shelton!" I said after having snuck up behind him and I gave a nice firm pat on 
his back.

"Hey! There's my girl!" he said in a loud and very eager manner, just as I 
anticipated he went for a big hug and I gave him one. I enjoyed every second 
Tasha glared at me, initially perplexed then irritated at the fact Shelton knew 
me, more importantly he really, really liked me. "Damn, you look gorgeous, us 
usual." He says taking a step back to look me up and down, he then turns towards 
Tasha while keep his left arm around my shoulder, I take the opportunity to give 
Tasha a wink which only seems to cause her veins and jaw line to bulge with 
renewed agitation.

"You know Corbin?" Shelton says to Tasha who barely is able to formulate a 
smile. It was such a tense and uncomfortable effort on her part that I thought 
she might literally implode on the spot. What was she wearing? Who gives a shit, 
all I remember was the look on her face.

"Yes" Tasha finally utters, but it was without emotion and icy.

"Yeah, we've met." I say and can't hold back a smirk on my mouth.

"Where is Nikki?" Shelton asks.

"Right here." And there she was, right on my heels.

"Damn, you two still together!" Shelton sighs and his left arm goes slack as 
Nikki steps in to take his place, wrapping her arm around me. Nik and I laugh, 
its an ongoing joke between us three now, he keeps putting on his vide and 
letting me and everyone know that the minute I am single he is first in line.  

Tasha is just staring at me now, in a bland non-emotional look, it's rather 
disturbing in a way to realize that someone can harbor such a degree of dislike. 
Her every move and thought seems to be a calculation on how to put the 
screws to me, so it probably wasn't a bright move on my part to taunt someone 
with such an unbalanced attitude.

"She's got issues." Nik says and squeezes me around the waist as we walk away 
from Shelton, unfortunately he resumes his talk with Tasha.

The party was a blast, I was mingling with friends from College, Sharon and Dale 
had gotten very, very serious in a short period of time. But Sharon looked 
happier then I had ever seen her. 'Shit, I might be the maid of honor for 
Sharon's wedding to Dale!' my brain went into overload as I considered the odd 
twists and turns that life can take you on. 'But thank god it's not Tiffany!' my 
mind said and I instantly relaxed.

"Corbin" Nikki said into my ear and pulled me to a part of the barn.

"What?" I asked urgently, leaning in close, because Nik had this excited tone to 
her voice.

"Look!" She said and pulled me in close, she raised her cup of beer toward a far 
corner of the building.
"Are you shitting me!" I gasped and blinked a few times, I was buzzed but not 
that much. Carrie and Jenna were off by themselves talking, and they were 
looking very cozy together. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking!" I look over at 
Nik, she just has this smile on her face and nods 'Yes'.

'This is getting two strange.' I think to myself as I stagger around the back of 
the barn to find a vacant portable toilet. I come around the corner of the barn 
from visiting said adequate bathrooms when I am greeted with a soft voice, it 
has almost an affectionate tone, but not quite.
"We meet again."

I freeze, the mystery person steps from the shadows until I could barely make 
out Tasha's face. The yellow lighting of a nearby window cast an eerie outline 
on her body. Her eyes slowly came into focus with an almost half-crazed 
look, maybe I am being a bit dramatic with the 'crazed look' comment, I was a 
bit buzzed, so anyway.

"Did I scare you?" Tasha says and keeps walking towards me, I stop and set my 
cup on top of what appears to be an old, dilapidated wooden table leaning 
against the barn. 

"Did you scare me?...no" I smile "Startle?...yes".

Well here we go I guess, and I take a measured deep breath and exhale.

Tasha's steps right up to me now, and I mean right up to me, until the tip of 
her nose I almost touching mine. Her large breasts were not at all contained, 
her cleavage filling her low cut top, I mention this because she is pushing her 
chest right against mine, on purpose obviously. It's really unavoidable since we 
are both well endowed.

I decided to be direct, "You looking for a fight?" I kept my voice low, I moved 
my hands up to my hips, now that I was no longer holding my cup.

"Very intuitive." Tasha leaned her own hips to the left, her left hand coming to 
rest on the curvature of her waist, right below her rib cage, striking a 
somewhat provocative posture. 

"I really didn't think you were interested in a friendly little chat this time 
of night." I say.

"I guess that's true." Tasha even let a slight smile creep over her full dark 
lips, she moves her head a little and I am contemplating backing away some 
because I am not really into all this 'up in your face' type of stuff.

"CORBIN!" I hear Nik's voice and she's moving at a brisk walk toward us, "Let it 
go Tasha." Nikki says as she steps up to my left, her hands coming to rest on my 
shoulder, "Let's go."

"Get out of here bitch!" Tasha says and glances over at Nikki.

THAT is what I was waiting for! A slight distraction and from where my hands 
were resting on my hips I push against Tasha's rib cage as hard as I can. I get 
a good feel of her torso as I launch her backwards, she got some good definition 
but she's not in my league or Nikki's when it comes to muscle. She really wasn't 
expecting my shove by the way her body sort of folded while she stumbled 
backward, kind of hard to see in the dark shadows, but I could tell she had 
stumbled over something on the ground and falls flat on her back.

"Tasha no!" Nikki says, ever the peacemaker, but without a word, not even a 
single utterance of profanity Tasha beings a scramble for her feet and its 
obvious what her intentions now are. But this is not some wild charge as I was 
expecting but more in a calculated type of attack, almost as if she has a clear 
idea of what she wants to do, she's probably dreamed of this moment for months, 
playing it out over and over in her head until its second nature. But let me 
also be clear, she isn't taking her time either, she is definitely moving toward 
me at a fast pace. Hard to see still, looks like her fists are balled up, at 
this point most idiot girls and guys would just come together in a mangle of 
arms, punches, then fall to the ground and start rolling. Girls in particular, 
plus allot of slapping and hair pulling and so on into a big mess, that makes no 
sense to me. Besides, I really don't want to ruin this dress, I want to wear it 
again another day!

I wasn't just standing there like a statue as I recount the above paragraph, no 
way, while Tasha got her wits about her and began her lunge, I stated to hike up 
my dress around the waist, nobody was around and it was too dark to worry about 
flashing anyone, but my primary reason was to be careful of the material. More 
importantly, it allowed me to crouch just a little and I brought my right knee 
up fast, then shot my foot straight toward Tasha's upper body. I threw all my 
weight behind the kick and BULLSEYE! It lands perfectly, an inch above her 
cleavage, Tasha never knew what hit her as her upper body practically springs 
backward, slamming back toward the earth where she lay a few seconds ago.

Well she is sure as shit cursing now, barely, the air is knocked from her lungs 
for sure. 

Did you folks like that move? The little switch in my brain had flipped, so my 
fight mode was on! I saw a opportunity and took it, knocked the girl flat 
without throwing a punch! Sweet! I practically jump toward her while Nikki calls 
out to me, I barely feel her fingers trying to grab my arm to keep me from 
attacking. Oh I wasn't going to hurt her, just immobilize her some, I grab her 
left arm and roll her over, I take that arm and put it into a hammerlock while 
pushing my knee into the base of her spine. She starts thrashing some, a few 
people are spilling out into the yard to see what the commotion is.

"You going to chill out?" I say and twist on her wrist tighter.

"YES!" She cries out, "MY ARM!" She wails, oh sorry, must have been applying 
more pressure then I realized, after all, I was in fight mode.

"Okay" I say and back off quickly, I feel Nikki wrap her arms around me, almost 
protectively as she pulls me further away from the chaotic scene, I proceed to 
straighten out my dress. Tasha, the ever predictable girl does what we've all 
come to love and expect from her, she gets her bearings, looks around, finds me 
and appears to make another charge, but this time she looks out of her mind with 
rage. I suppose the humiliation of me making her eat dirt and begging for mercy 
in front of allot of people while I didn't even break a sweat, well, I guess 
that's a bitter pill to swallow. 

Cooler heads prevail and restrain her, she's kicking and trying to jerk her arms 
free, screaming profanity at me. She never makes it close to me, even if she got 
loose, Shelton, Dale, Sharon, Carrie, Jenna and scores of others are between me 
and Tasha. Finally, Tasha is escorted off the premises by her few remaining 
friends as everyone heads back into the barn to finish enjoying the rest of the 
evening. (I say 'few remaining friends' because after her psycho display, some 
of her fair weather friends abandon ship.)

Not so fast, Nikki pulls on my arms and I turn around, I'm still feeling and 
looking a little wired I guess, so she pulls me into a hug and rubs my back, god 
what a wonderful feeling, and I wrap my arms around her. We stand out in the 
cool night air hugging, alone, she kisses me on my neck and I smile as I kiss 
her back.

"You handled that very well." Nikki sighs.

"Thanks, but maybe it only made things worse?" I shrug.

Nikki pulls away and firmly grabs me by the shoulders, when she does this I get 
almost mesmerized by her stare, as if anything that comes out of her mouth I 
would do, I am at her mercy! "Corbin, whatever she does from this point forward, 
the girl is asking for it." And I faint smile comes over my lips to hear that. 
  
Nikki smiles back at me and I lean in and kiss her on the lips, "So I have 
permission to beat the crap out of her?" I whisper into her mouth.

"No, you have permission to defend yourself and if you happen to beat the crap 
out of her in the process of doing so, then so be it." 

"Sounds good to me." I moan and now we are making out, kissing, tasting each 
other's tongues and Nikki is now pulling on my butt, grinding her crotch into 
mine.

"Gheesh, you two sluts get a hotel room!" I hear and look over my shoulder to 
see Sharon walking up to us and pats me on the back as she stumbles drunkly off 
to the bathroom.

We didn't stay much longer, besides I was now more interested in Jenna and 
Carrie's situation, I couldn't contain my tongue as we climbed into Nikki's car 
and I turned around to the back seat, "What is going on with you two?" I say 
with a big grin and they both blush several shades of red.

"Nothing turn around!" Jenna says and Carrie looks out her window all red in the 
face. I just stare at Jenna who smiles and looks away, trying to hide her 
embarrassment.

"Okay, okay, I'll mind my own business." I sigh.

"Good!" says Carrie.

I discreetly glance back and notice they're hands are clasped together on the 
seat between them, they think they are clever and sneaky.

"Think Tasha will come back to the gym?" Jenna asks.

"Probably, but who knows, if she cools off and regains some common sense she'll 
stop pursuing this grudge with me." I just look out into the dark road beyond 
the headlights, feeling strange that some person out there can actually be full 
of so much spite. Just then I feel Nikki's hand pull my left hand into her lap 
and suddenly feel at ease.

We get back to Nik's apartment and Carrie and Jenna say they are tired and are 
both heading home, but I know better. Nik and I spy out from the balcony and 
watch them standing next to Carrie's car talking, and soon enough they are 
hugging then kissing. I must say, it was a very hot scene to watch unfold.

**********

I was feeling reckless tonight, my better judgment gets sidelined whenever I 
feel empowered and excited. Things were going great, Tasha's presence at the gym 
was few and far between, she even avoided me a great deal, so does that mean the 
matter is closed? I doubt it, but for the time being it seems better.

Also, Carrie and Jenna were dating, which just blew me away, I never thought 
that things would play out like they did, infact, Nikki and I had bonded very 
close with Jenna and Carrie, we often all went out dancing. Which is exactly 
what we were going to do tonight, so here I was standing looking down at this 
wonderful dress while contemplating what to wear. It was a Chocolate 
colored, halter bra top dress, it had a shelf bralette with no show thru, very 
form fitting from the chest down to the tops of my thighs, but then it flared 
out a little to a asymmetrical lattice hem, it stopped several inches 
above my knees. The fabric was polyester/spandex and felt wonderful against my 
skin, and I do mean against almost every inch of my skin. I say 'almost" because 
I almost decided to wear nothing underneath, no bra or panties, nothing! That is 
what I mean by reckless, but better, more respectable thoughts took over, 
and I selected the skimpiest thong I had, but I still went without a bra because 
the top of the dress was really designed to go without one, besides my breasts 
were firm enough that I really don't need one.

The last item of clothing was very simple, a pair of crinkle, thong sandals. 
With my bare legs and the form fitting dress, I felt practically naked and that 
was part of the thrill. Something such as this is very daring for 
me to embark on, but so many things were happening, emotional things that were 
making me feel sexually alive. It was a perfect night as I walked up to her 
door, the warmth of spring was very much in the air. Nikki opened the door to 
her townhouse and showered me with compliments the instant she saw me. Her hands 
were all over me, rubbing my shoulders, arms and back. Our touches complimented 
one another and I could not take my eyes off her body, a low cut dark blue 
dress, that gave away a good deal of cleavage from both sides.

We met Carrie and Jenna at the bar, people mingled and drank numbing 
concoctions, I felt eyes zero in on us from the moment the four of us walked 
thru the door.

I closed my eyes as I spun on the floor and I moved my hips as I danced, Nikki 
was gorgeous, her flawless skin glistening as I watched her lovely face, I 
blushed as I watched her ass shake as she bends her body in front of me, our 
faces come within an inch of each other's and several times we do in fact meet 
cheek to cheek. Nikki and I were in our own world, she thrust her pelvis at me 
in a grinding motion as she slowly licks her lips, a few times I do observe 
several men on the floor perimeter eyeing our dancing, Nikki picks up on 
them too and we navigate a little further away, until the crowd hides our 
affectionate dancing.

My eyes close at times, yet I know where my partner is at all times, as we dance 
for one another, each performing some seductive turn or touch. But the closing 
of my eyes serves another purpose, visions of our bodies naked, moving together 
in perfect symmetry. The music doesn't stop, it simply segues into another 
song, but this one is slower, with a deeper more primitive beat. Odd that I 
choose to use the word primitive, perhaps it's a simple reflection of my current 
desires. We are loosing our cover of other dancers who are slowly moving off the 
dance floor to rest or wait for a faster song, but our bodies have other plans, 
we're drenched in sweat as we each press close, our faces touch and we stand 
nose to nose, our nostrils flaring together, our hot breath heavy as we breathe 
together. 

We had a few guys and girls try and join in our dancing, but we simply ignored 
them and they thankfully got the point without us having to get rude.

I have never wanted someone as much as I do this woman in front of me, every 
longing that I have ever had, ALL pale in comparison to how my heart pounds in 
my chest, the moisture building in my most private female parts. We pressed up 
body to body, oblivious to everyone, we touched forehead to forehead our arms 
and hands touched and moved out and up, and at times we felt as one, moving in 
unison like a snake, and then Nikki's nose flattened against mine as our 
eyes came so close together, the look of pure lust and hunger on Nikki's face 
was unlike anything I have ever seen and I must have had the same look as what I 
thought were streaks of sweat, were in fact tears flowing out of her eyes. 

"Oh God!" I whimpered, as I grabbed her shoulders.

Nikki was gasping as she also suddenly stopped dancing, we both realized that we 
needed to get a grip on ourselves, we are already pushing the boundaries of what 
we both consider tasteful. So many things are said between us without ever a 
word spoken, she turns around and leads me by the hand, finding a way off the 
dance floor that is away from the prying eyes that were watching as two 
beautiful women danced for one another.

I had no idea where we were going, I suddenly realized Nikki didn't either, 
several times her head would look up and down a hallway looking for something 
and soon I think I figured out what. 

With an air of determination, she pushed open a door that led to the unknown, 
fortunately it led into an alcove that connected the dance bar with a 
Restaurant, only the restaurant was now closed for the evening.

I was panting and felt my dress plastered to my body by the sweat oozing off of 
me, which only made me more aware of my aroused sexual state. Nikki had turned 
and was looking at me her hands gently cradled my cheeks and her eyes closed. 
Our mouths opened and touched in a simple exploration, lips gently grazed 
as arms came down and around one another, pulling each other in to a tight 
embrace. The pressure from our crotches, hips, stomach, breasts ached for one 
another as our gentle kiss continued.

When our eyes opened there was a strange illumination, it was coming from the 
Exit sign above the door behind me, its red light gave the sheen of sweat 
covering our bodies a sexy glow. The dull thud of the Club seemed to fade away 
as we stood leaning into one another, our holding turned into a slow swaying 
rhythm as we allowed our bodies to dance ever so gently.

"I love you." I whispered.

"I love you." Nik whispered back.

We padded ourselves down in the ladies room and went back up to the bar, it was 
a long expansive bar and we were able to situate ourselves at the far end for 
some privacy, Carrie and Jenna found us and form the amount of sweating they 
were doing they had been dancing pretty hard as well. We were all starving and 
ordered a few snacks from the kitchen which served up a smattering of 
appetizers. 

You men are pretty persistent, dense, but persistent. I mean, it's not enough 
that my girlfriends and I are sitting thick-as-thieves at the far end of the 
bar, literally shoulder to shoulder as we try and chat privately.
No, those clues are not evident enough, in fact your brains seem to process 
everything in reverse, as we must clearly be sending out an invitation for men 
to come and join us.

Nikki is calming to have around me, my usual approach is to tell the guys to get 
lost or suffer severe consequences. But Nikki would rather deflect the offers 
and other invites thru other subtle means, which means having to engage in 
slight banter and small talk.

Thankfully, we left out of there shortly thereafter
OKAY....Enough of this weepy, lovey-dovey crap! Time to hit the gym and hit it 
HARD!

**********

I should have known, that something annoying and/or bad was going to happen! It 
always does when I let my guard down, that is just how fate steps in and plays 
its devilish hand.

How many times am I going to have to remember to keep my guard up! But no, I was 
in too good of a mood:

1.Nikki and I are better then ever.

2.Dale and Sharon are seriously dating and probably to engaged soon. 
3.I'm on the way to the gym, my second home.

4.My new job at the Nursery is going great!

5.I'm driving my new (slightly used) Acura that to me is like a huge leap to 
luxury from my old trusty Honda.

6.Jenna and Carrie are dating and are good friends of mine!

It was a late Sunday and it was sparsely populated in the gym, almost dead.
The gym is one place were attendance is in a constant state of flux due to the 
weak willpower of people in society today.

I dove right into a pretty intense stuff, I stretched a bit more then normal and  
started with some deep squats, then leg presses, and finally leg curls. I then 
switched to doing 20 dips before going over and walking on the tread mill for 
about half a mile, then going back and doing 20 dips again, I did this for the 
next several minutes. I had to make a conscious decision to slow down and back 
off because I did not want to over due it. So I decided to let my body cool down 
by helping the staff at the gym tidy up around the place, I didn't get paid to 
do this, but I was such good friends with Mike the owner that I almost felt like 
this was my gym too, it is after all my second home :).
 
I was standing next to Leslie, one of the Gym staff members, she was a small, 
petite girl that was collecting a few discarded towels. "This is disgraceful" I 
sighed, looking over at Leslie, disgusted with how lazy some people are, she 
simply nodded her head in agreement, but I knew she was too polite to criticize 
any of the clientele, but I didn't work for Mike, so I could run my mouth 
openly. Mike thinks I go too far, walking up to people and telling them not to 
slam the weights down or when they re-rack the weights in the wrong order, 
he tells me to just let him or his staff handle it.

I was milling thru my gym back when someone entered the women's locker room, it 
was my good friend Tasha. She gives me a cold, flat stare and keeps walking 
down a row of lockers, out of view, seems her attitude is back and stronger then 
ever. However, I was in a very good maybe even cocky mood and decided to take 
the initiative, that would surely throw things into gear and let's see what 
happens. I stand for a moment while looking down at my bag so as to collect my 
thoughts, I then take a deep breath and start walking quickly. My sudden 
appearance caused her to jump a little and she dropped her towel to the ground 
and squared her shoulders up with me. "Now, now, now Tasha, I suspect that 
you've developed an unhealthy obsession with me." I say with a faint smile, 
I'm ready now, watching, looking for signs of movement, a flinch or blink of 
her eyes or muscle tension that would reveal something.

She doesn't physically strike out at me, nope, instead she verbally lashes out, 
she gets right to the point too. I'm relieved, I think?

"You're a self righteous, arrogant bitch. You think the world revolves around 
you and everything comes so easy for you." Tasha's eyes narrow and she even 
leans in some.

"Sure your not talking about Sharon?" I raise an eyebrow and smirk, "and anyway, 
I'm not changing, so get used to it."

I'm walking away when Tasha suggests something that actually surprises me at 
first;

"Is that wrestling invitation still open bitch?" 

I turn around with this perplexed look on my face as Tasha slams the door to her 
locker and clicks the lock shut.

"Sure, come by my..."

"No, here and now, there's no one around." Tasha says and steps forward from the 
row of lockers and she's getting that wild look in her eyes, getting herself 
pumped up and I'm a little cautious now, this girl can't match me in wrestling 
so I'm wondering what she has up her sleeve.

"Management?" I ask.

"Your 'buddies' with the owner." Tasha raises her fingers forming quotes around 
the word buddies. "You're just giving me a lesson or two."

I shake my head and sigh, "Suite yourself." 

"Suites me just fine." She snaps and we walk to the small cross training room 
that has a bunch of mats already spread out, it's off the beaten path and it's 
the same room Jenna I rolled around in, but there were no hard feelings with 
Jenna, this is totally different.

When we started, Tasha did exactly what I expected, she took a swing and I dove 
in for a double leg takedown. Their was a strange familiarity to it all, as 
Tasha groaned from the impact of the takedown, I smashed the black girl's face 
into the matt.  I then whipped Tasha's right arm into a hammerlock while I bore 
down on the back of the girl's neck with my full weight. I observed the veins in 
Tasha's neck bulging, spit flew from her lips as she strained to break free. I 
decided to push off, Tasha wasn't going to tap or give up and I got concerned 
that things would go too far, this was all a big mistake. 

I stood back and waited to see what her next move might be, I watched Tasha's 
exposed muscles flex along her back and she had workout tights on that came down 
mid tight. She had an impressive physique, too bad she didn't know how to use 
it. Tasha pulled her right arm around from the hammerlock and spun around, 
moving up toward me, I stepped aside and stomp at her shoulder, sending her 
sprawling off to her side before she could even get to her feet.

"Tasha lets stop this, okay." I watched as the girl's magnificent body 
rolled about, with her arms and legs thudding against the matt.

Again, she didn't speak a word, never even seemed to register that I was 
speaking to her. Tasha emotions were hard to read, she has an attractive face 
even when pissed off like now, although it appears she is on the verge of tears 
a little bit. She's not as muscled as I am over all, but she has good definition 
and is toned. She's got good long legs and arms, would probably do well in 
grappling if properly trained.

I knew she would charge me again and this time I was going to let her, a 
dangerous move on my part, because I was planning on performing a hip toss/judo 
throw. But I was never really good at it, well I am now, but for 
some reason it took me forever to get the fluid motion of it down while in 
class. Sure enough she charged but was a little lower then I would have liked, 
it took some maneuvering, I barely pulled her right hand away in time as she 
went for a hair pull and then I made my move, I shot my hip into the girls 
thigh, twisted my torso and flipped Tasha up and over, slamming her down. 

The very floor seemed to shake. 
I let go and stood upright taking a step back to survey the damage, I even 
straightened out my warm up jacket and long running pants. Tasha shook 
it off and slowly rolled to her feet, she looked disoriented but that too 
quickly subsided, her face and legs were now bathed in sweat, I must admit, I 
was getting pretty warm myself and contemplated taking off my jacket.

She charged again, I wasn't anticipating such a quick recovery, but Tasha 
tripped on the lip of one of the mats which converted her charge into this wild 
stumbling attack. But in some bizarre way her arms got tangled up with 
my feet as I tried to back peddle, Tasha was trying to correct her balance. With 
a massive groan I hit the floor, the fall nearly smacked the air from my lungs. 
Tasha quickly went about positioning herself, trying to get on top of me, all 
she really wanted to do was get in striking range and sure enough she began 
firing off a flurry of punches towards my head.

"Jesus!" I snapped as I bobbed my head left and right, while using my forearms 
to block what I could. Fortunately I lashed my legs around her waist and pulled 
her down close to me to make her punches more ineffective. Tasha was utilizing 
an incredible amount of energy, from trying to brute force her way out form my 
guard, to punching, grabbing, pinching, and slapping any target she could find. 
Tasha instinctively I guess moved her legs into a missionary style position, 
trying to sit up, she also got a got chunk of my blonde hair in her right hand. 
I screamed from the hair pull and squeezed hard, very hard, crushing Tasha's rip 
cage and stomach, now it was her turn to scream or more like whimper and cry as 
she doubled over from the pain. The hair pull went slack and I let out a sigh of 
relief, my scalp was burning because she still held on. I could feel the sweat 
that was pouring from our bodies, but it was Tasha's rapid grunts and moans that 
gave me the indication she was expending more and more energy to prove she was 
still in the fight. She was getting desperate and trying anything now.
Tasha leaned and so I twisted and rolled us over, she wasn't aware of what had 
happened the switch happened so fast. She got oriented and now all her energy 
was focused on bucking me off her body, she was panicking some and for the first 
time I could tell she truly felt in trouble. I scooted up onto her chest and 
pinned her arms out to the side of her head, I purposively put her in this very 
humbling position as I sat looking down into her dark eyes, she was taking deep 
breaths which was hard because allot of my weight was resting on her chest.

"Cunt" Tasha hissed with that hostile tone which bespoke true hatred, and a tear 
leaked out of one of her eyes, she strained but her body was immobilized now, 
and she gasped for air as fast as she could.

"You're delusional." I shook my head. "So how many different ways do I have to
whip your ass before you leave me alone" I sighed. That comment of course 
elicited a look of hated fury from Tasha, I watched her mouth open some as her 
tongue nervously tried to moisten her trembling lips, I squeezed her wrists 
until a new look of pain came over her face and Tasha was squirming in 
discomfort. I then slowly took her left arm and folded it over her throat to 
further cut off her air supply, she resisted me of course, but was no match for 
my strength. I want to emphasis something else, I did this technique slowly 
because I wanted her to realize that I was taking my time and not straining, 
Tasha needed to understand the dire predicament she was in, that I was in total 
control and a more vicious opponent could be inflicting allot of damage right 
now. But would it register? And if it did, would it matter to her? 

She tried to speak and I let up the pressure, "Get off" it didn't sound like 
Tasha's usually smooth voice, but a voice that was horse from exhaustion and 
emotion.

I didn't say anything as I held the arm over her throat, I didn't smile and then 
proceeded to slowly sit up, a few beads of sweat dripped down the side of my 
face. I let go and then stood and took several steps away, Tasha's body went 
limp and her left arm flopped over to her side, she took several deep breaths of 
air. Slowly, painfully Tasha tried to sit up but even that took some effort, and 
when she was sitting up, it took another great effort to get up to her knees 
where she paused for a few minutes more. Her chest rising and falling in 
response to the deep gulps of air she was taking, she let out a soft whimper and 
looked away to wipe the tears from her eyes with her fingers. My hands dropped 
to my side and I almost took a step forward out of concern, but Tasha had 
already pulled herself together and set about pulling her sweat soaked hair out 
of her face and straightening her appearance, her tights were bunched up, so she 
proceeded to pull hem back down around her thighs.

I remained quiet, just standing and watching, but I had a gut feeling that 
Tasha was done, she looked as exhausted as I have ever seen anyone. Every bit of 
remaining strength she had was used to pull herself together in the most 
dignified manner possible. Not once did she look at me or acknowledge me, she 
simply stumbled out of the room and back into the locker room to retrieve her 
belongings. Now that I did not expect! I thought at least I would get another 
barrage of her profanity laced commentary! 

Not a whole lot to tell huh? Months of listening to her crap and threats, 
perhaps a more vicious fight was expected? I was expecting something 
a bit more, but let's honestly evaluate the situation, Tasha simply wanted to 
kick the shit out of me based on what little street/cat fighting skills she 
thought she had. I on the other hand trained almost daily, grappling, thai-
boxing, and so on, so as time went by I was getting more skilled and confident 
every day. But I was also ready for anything, I didn't enter Tasha's challenge 
with overconfidence, that's when even the most well trained athletes get into 
trouble, taking your opponent too lightly. Like when she tripped me, had we been 
on the street and I hit my head on something hard I could have been dazed long 
enough for Tasha to really do some damage, maybe enough that I would not have 
recovered, kind of sends a shiver up my spine to think about that outcome.

Jenna and Carrie put up a hell of a better struggle then Tasha did, not to 
mention Tasha gassed within minutes so her cardio was for shit.

I think Nikki was more relieved then I, after I told her what happened, but I 
often found myself looking over my shoulder periodically wondering if that whack 
job was going to come back for more.

**********

I started to get nervous, crisscrossing my legs several times, the reality of 
everything came crashing down as Nikki pulled into a parking space near his 
studio. We've been here several times over the past couple of months but tonight 
was different, Nikki and I had talked and talked and I finally relented 
after a final emotional plea that she wanted 'us' to do this. Nikki was very 
caring and affectionate toward me as we walked into the elevator, hugging me the 
whole way up.

"It's going to be wonderful." She said, but I could tell she was just as nervous 
as I was, or almost.

"Okay." I sigh and just look up at the ceiling, feeling the old freight elevator 
creak and moan as it ascended the floors. I tried to ease my anxiety by plucking 
at my dress and lightweight jacket. Nikki smiled at me and grabbed my hands, 
rubbing them inside of hers. Her arms suddenly pulled from around my waist when 
the doors opened and she turned me toward her, she leaned back and gently cupped 
my face in her palms, as if on cue our faces tilted and right in the middle of 
that elevator we began to kiss, it was a soft but very passionate kiss. It was 
so very, very romantic, just the thing I needed to spark my confidence.

(I know, who wants to read all of this romantic crap. But I like telling it, so 
if you don't like it, you can find some other superficial form of 
entertainment.)

I kept reminding myself, that ever since getting involved in sports back in High 
School, I was frequently changing and showering in the women's locker room, I 
should be used to getting undressed, right? But these thoughts are nothing new, 
Nikki and I had talked in length about doing this and we were very comfortable 
around Gary now and trusted him as a professional photographer. 

The door jerks open and I don't even remember walking from the elevator, Nikki 
is getting concerned about me because I am being so quiet, a bit dramatic I 
suppose, overly so.

I smile and relax when I see Jaden, we each give her a warm hug, she's been a 
regular fixture around here during her internship and even has started picking 
up some work from Gary. No there is nothing funny or romantic between Gary and 
Jaden, so get your minds out of the gutter. He's an old dude and she is about 
our age, in her mid twenties, not that a young girl and some old guy can't date, 
but I have a hard time making the connection. Anyway, the entire loft is lit in 
a very, very cozy, warm setting and Gary asks if we would like to sit and chat a 
little, Jaden normally would bring us some tea but I ask for a glass of wine. 

Nikki eagerly accepts a glass as well.

I had already put away a glass of wine when I ask for another, Jaden smiles and 
sets the bottle down on the table. We've discussed what kind of photos we want 
to take, something intimate, using both color and black and white.  Nikki and I
had taken allot of time to go thru various other nude photos Gary had taken, we 
selected some poses that interested us, we both seemed to lean toward something 
fairly discrete, I wanted to be careful that I wasn't flashing my privates to 
the camera, but was that even a realistic expectation based on some of the 
intimate scenes we were hoping he could capture? Besides, we would be relying on 
his expertise and guidance to obtain many of those shots which make you sit back 
and go 'wow', the incredible ability of a truly talented photographer that can 
capture light and shadow, body position and so on.

We also both liked the idea of doing some improvisation and as we talked it 
seemed a good idea to start while dressed, better yet, Nikki suggested that we 
be photographed undressing each other, I kind of like that idea as well. Better 
then walking out in a bathrobe and dropping it to the ground 'Here I am!'

We both had on knee length floral print dresses, fortunately, the color of the 
dresses would end up coming out really well in both color and black and white. 
Turns out that colors, which look great when photographed in color, sometimes do 
not transition very well to black and white. I guess it has to do with shading 
and such, but we brought along some other dresses based on Gary's 
recommendations.

Jaden was a godsend, she and Gary were so at ease and confident that everything 
took on a very comfortable, routine feel. But still, Nik and I nervously smiled 
at one another as we stepped onto the softly padded backdrop, which is rather 
difficult to describe, but I'll try; There was a low modern sofa that could 
easily accommodate two people, there was no back to it and several large drapes 
hung along the fringe of the fringe. If you couldn't see beyond the stage, you 
would almost think you were in someone's bedroom, in fact, that subject comes in 
a little bit later.

Gary initially gave some guidance on where to position ourselves, Nikki's 
fingers came up and they trembled a little bit as she started to unbutton the 
front of my dress, it was so cute to see her as nervous as me. The initial click 
of the shutter caused me to flinch and smile as I looked down and watch as my 
girlfriend slowly unbuttoned my dress. Did I say that we had become comfortable? 
Well that suddenly changed when Nik got to the fifth button, once that one was 
undone, the flap to the front of my dress fell apart and my cleavage was well 
into view now. I wasn't wearing a bra, and the soft, light touches of the dress 
material were causing my nipples to stiffen, of course Nikki undressing me was 
arousing them even further. Gary would switch between a digital SLR camera he 
had, and the film camera, he liked to try and work in both mediums when he 
could. We would pause periodically when he wanted to try and capture a 
particular pose, or adjust lighting. This wasn't a professional photo shoot from 
start to finish, like for a magazine or something, so things were a bit more 
'loose' and experimental, which Gary seemed to really enjoy. In fact, his close 
ups of Nikki's fingers working on my buttons are really cool, every detail of my 
dress and skin beneath is so clear and crisp, you can even see the faint hint of 
goose bumps along my skin.

"You okay?" Nikki mouthed silently. I just smiled and nodded, but I still was 
having trouble shaking off that 'feeling', the one that you get when a camera is 
trained on you, like your under a microscope and your every move and flaw will 
soon be on display. I tried my best to focus on Nikki as it was now my turn to 
unbutton her dress, I had to step around as her buttons where in the back, as I 
did she tilted her head back, her loose black hair fell around 
my shoulders and I started to get that charge tingling up thru my body as her 
head rested on my shoulder. I barely heard Gary utter "Perfect" as he snapped 
away and changed position several times, sometimes from a low angle, other times 
straight on.

I slowly peeled away Nikki's dress off her shoulders, it was if it wanted to 
drop away on it's own, but I held onto it and lowered it slowly down to her 
waist, she had a black bra on so her breasts were still concealed. Some soft 
music started to flow into the room, Jaden reappeared, never did notice that she 
had left. But it was perfect, a smooth jazz sound coming in thru the sound 
system really added to the atmosphere.

I started to feel more in my element and daringly wrapped my hands around to 
Nikki's stomach, pushing down some more until her black panties came into view, 
the dress hesitated and then fell from her hips. Now she stood only in her black 
thong and bra, but I got nervous when she turned toward me and I sensed 
it was my turn to loose the dress, the big difference was I had no bra on, oh 
well.

Nikki kissed me on my left cheek, because I was standing with my right side to 
the camera he didn't catch the full view of the kiss, which I think added to the 
allure of the moment when we saw the final product. Funny to think about those 
initial moments of discretion, and how bold Nik and I would become before things 
were done. We eventually seemed to tune Gary out, even as he was always 
adjusting his position to try and capture a pose or action. I suddenly snap back 
into the moment, I'm awkwardly aware of the camera again as Nik's hands touch 
down on my collarbone, her fingertips lightly graze down the front of my chest 
pushing away the top of the dress, my breasts which sit up firm and high kept 
the dress form falling initially. But Nikki's fingers kept trekking down and the 
dress eventually falls to the ground and 'there it goes' I think, Nikki's palms 
covered the front of my chest and she smiled as her hands slowly peeled away, 
running them along the sides of my breasts and then down. I took a nervous 
breath of air and thought, maybe in a overly dramatic moment, 'There they are', 
out in the open for Jaden and Gary to see. So I've been told by girlfriends 
and boyfriends that my breasts are perfect, and now with my nipples fully hard, 
I was surprised to realize I was kind of enjoying the attention that my chest 
was being paid by everyone in the room. My skin colored thong was the last layer 
of clothing left, but that would have to wait, I was now turning Nikki around so 
I could unhook her bra. I was especially pleased with how many pictures Gary 
captured with me in my panties, the pictures turned out so sexy.
Did I just say that my breasts are perfect? I take that back, Nikki's are 
perfect, a little smaller and so firm, I have to exert some self control here, 
my instinct is to immediately roam my hands all over them once they are free.

So now I'm getting excited, I didn't expect to, I thought that this 
would be something formal, technical, by the numbers kind of process. Well, 
maybe I thought it would be a turn on to some degree, but now Nikki is turning 
back toward me and as she does our nipples brush against one another and his 
camera seems to be on queue with every sensual move and pose we make, I'm not 
surprised because he IS a professional, so if he can't get 'the shot' then he 
wouldn't be so successful. I realize what is coming next as she slowly 
kneels before me, a subtle adjustment to my feet to steady myself and I flex my 
legs some, more so out of tension. (On a side note, the muscular definition of 
my body was amazing in the pictures, as was Nik's, her body is amazingly toned 
as well. But the light and shadows in the pictures seemed to accent my torso, 
back, legs and butt of course, I was stunned by how beautiful they were.)

Nik looks up at me and gives me this loving look that melts my heart every time, 
and now I'm thinking this undressing thing was maybe not a good idea, it's 
almost as if we are seducing each other in front of the camera, as well as in 
front of Jaden and Gary, two people that we have only had a professional 
relationship with and now they are getting a full view of Nik and I having a 
very intimate moment, a moment that seems to be escalating with every touch.
I keep reminding myself, the intimacy and sexual connection between Nik and I is 
exactly what she wanted on film, and it wouldn't be much longer before I would 
desperately understood and wanted the same thing. Seems that Nik was always one 
step ahead of me in this relationship!

Nikki slowly tugs on the hem of my panties, the elastic resists her pull but 
slowly it comes down, I bathed and shaved immediately before coming over, so 
only a very narrow patch of blonde hair lined my crotch. A coolness seemed to 
gently flow over my vulva and I couldn't help but smile, but I was also a 
nervous wreck as my panties were slipping further down my leg.

"Hold that position" Gary said and both Nik and I froze, my heart pounded in my 
chest as he took more pictures. Nikki remained looking up at me and I down at 
her, that helped some, but the fact I was allowing some man to photograph my 
most private of areas was a bit alarming. But I started to realize what he was 
after, the overall picture, the moment, he asked that I spread my legs apart to 
form a wider stance, but keeping my panties were they were, right above my 
knees. I did as he asked and the material stretched out, causing the lining of 
my underwear to also stretch out and expose itself even more. He asked 
Nikki to move into several poses, one kneeling with her hands resting on the 
outside of my thighs while looking up at me. Another with my hands on my hips 
looking down at Nikki in a very authoritative kind of pose, and another with one 
hand reaching up and caressing my abdominal muscles. As the minutes 
slipped past I was getting very aroused, sexually aroused, even when Jaden would 
appear to move our long hair for various shots, or reposition our shoulders, my 
arousal never waned.

I placed a hand on Nikki's shoulder to balance myself and drew my right leg up, 
slipping it free from my thong, I then did the other leg. I was totally nude 
from head to toes, it was a confusing combination of emotions; I felt liberated, 
vulnerable, scared, sexually aroused and somewhere in the midst of all of that, 
I felt at the height of my feminine strength and power, that my body could 
command so much attention, desire and emotion from other people. 

"Your beautiful." Nikki whispered and I smiled, I almost started to cry it was 
such a wonderful moment, and Gary even captured that expression on my face.

Nikki was now standing as I knelt before her, but I pointed my left index finger 
into the air and twirled it around, indicating I wanted her to turn around, 
showing me her back.

"She likes my butt." Nikki said looking over at Gary and Jaden who smile and 
suppress a bit of a chuckle. My face goes red with embarrassment as I swat her 
on the ass cheek, giving her just a light smack, her disgustingly perfect ass 
doesn't move, it just does a slight bounce, not an ounce of fat anywhere. 

"Did you get that?" Nikki looked back over at Gary with a big smile right after 
my smack. Nikki knows how to banter and I'm getting more embarrassed by the 
second. Gary simply smiles and nods as he adjusts something with his camera.

I pull down on Nikki's black thong panty and she begins to arch her back raising 
her hands up behind her head striking a very sexual pose. I hear Gary saying 
something to Jaden and she is suddenly adjusting some of the lights, which are 
warm by the way, I can feel a hint of perspiration starting to form over my 
body.

"Your both gorgeous, stunning." She says softly while adjusting the 
lighting. Nikki and I say 'Thank you' almost in unison. With Nikki still facing 
away from me, Jaden reappears and has me stand and wrap my arms around Nikki 
from behind. I'm not used to having another person so close to me while I'm 
totally nude, specifically I should say touching me as I feel her hands grip my 
waist telling me softly to bend or lean a certain way according to direction 
from Gary. I pull Nikki tight against the front of my body, the warm touch of 
our skin sends me into a euphoric high, Nikki is feeling it too as she tilts her 
head back and turns toward me, the corners of our mouths touch. There is that 
familiar touch, her body and smell, we're both naked now as the day we were 
born, and feel 'as one' as our hands reach and lightly grab, holding 
onto one another without the need for direction. We know the other so well that 
no words are needed, we simply act out our desires. Jaden's job becomes more 
simple now, brushing aside our hair from our faces or covering our faces so our 
bodies become the focal point of the scene, she would also work to position our 
legs and arms as needed.

I'm lost in the moment and rotate my hips to the sultry, slow jazz music that is 
still playing, and right on queue, Nikki is moving her body and hips against 
mine as we sway ever so slightly. For a moment I had even stopped hearing the 
action of the camera, I did consider the gyration of our hips to be a bit 
suggestive, but it felt good and came out exceedingly well, but it was my 
lover's hot breath coursing over my lips that makes my most private area tingle. 
We can't help it, I can't control myself and her head tilts toward my face some 
more and I turn my head, our lips press lightly as we kiss and moan. Nikki 
arches the front of her body and the resulting pictures would be stunningly 
erotic, her chest thrust out as our mouths open to consummate our kiss. We've 
let our guard down and my tongue moves over into Nikki's mouth (he catches that 
with the camera as well), slowly and gently, Nikki doesn't hesitate, she's as 
lost in the moment as I am, maybe more so. For a brief moment, we keep kissing, 
gently letting our tongues touch and play with one another before parting, more 
importantly before we get too carried away.

We blushed and smiled as we hugged and pulled away, Jaden was right there with 
our robes as we took a break. We were embarrassed some, but the beauty of the 
kiss, the love, the sex and passion between us was all perfectly caught and it 
took my breath away to see the pictures. I sometimes still cannot believe it is 
me and Nik in those pictures.

We sat and sipped on some wine and chatted, Nikki and I were feeling very 
comfortable at this point. Gary was showing me some of the adjustments he was 
making to his camera, explaining what effects could be rendered by some very 
subtle adjustments. "We didn't go too far, did we?" I suddenly asked Gary, 
concerned that there might be some line that was crossed when Nik and I started 
kissing. His pause before answering concerned me, but his answer was even more 
perplexing.

"I've probably shot it all, so it's really up to you and Nikki." He said which 
left me wondering if he was okay with it or not. Speaking of Nik, she was 
talking to Jaden about a picture on the wall. 

"I'm going to ask you a personal question, okay?" Gary's voice caused 
me to turn back toward him, he was also one of those people, that when they 
really had something serious to talk about, you suddenly felt like you needed to 
give them your full attention, he has that kind of intensity.

"At this point, not much is off limits." I smile.

"You've obviously spent a good deal of your life working on your body, be it 
gymnastics, exercise, or weight lifting, but your so guarded, maybe reluctant is 
more appropriate, I don't think I've ever met anyone as cautious but yet 
confident. Most of the people I meet are cautious because of some type of 
insecurity." He sets the camera down on a nearby table and proceeds to sit down 
on a stool, now he's staring right at me.

I'm a little bit speechless, I stand clutching my wine glass in a bathrobe, 
feeling suddenly awkward, thrust into a deep conversation. I take a long 
drawn out breath and can feel my facial muscles tense as I contemplate his 
question. I shrug a little bit, "I've always been selective with whom I share 
myself with." I huge sense of relief washes over me when I feel Nikki next to 
me, rubbing my back, just quietly standing there, obviously Gary and I were in 
the middle of serious conversation. I look over at Nikki who has a very at 
ease, pleasant look on her face, I look back at Gary and now I'm feeling a 
little more at ease myself, "I've always felt that sharing my body was only for 
the person in my life that I love the most." I shrug and wrap my left arm around 
Nikki's waist, "So," I roll my eyes and glance around his studio, "all of this, 
I have some 'guard' up, 'hesitation', I'm sure there are a few other 
appropriate terms that could be applied, I guess."

He smiles that smile, the one that puts me at ease. "I completely understand, 
and," he sighs as he goes to stand up, "you make perfect sense."

Gary was very clever about how he wanted to get his points across, he knew Nikki 
and I had heard it all from other photographers and agents. We've heard every 
argument; The spiritual angle, the human body as art angle and of course the 
potential for great financial benefits angle, anything to get us to do more 
modeling and more importantly to take our clothes off. Instead, Gary chose a 
more clever route, he would pause and pull up some of the digital pictures onto 
his computer system in between breaks during this evening's shoot. Even in their 
raw state, Nikki and I were blown away by the beauty he was able to capture, the 
lighting the expressions and the angles he caught as we touched and moved. I 
sometimes had to take a minute and connect the dots, that it was NY nude body on 
the screen! That was my butt! My legs, My toned abs! Holy crap, do I really look 
that good!?!?!?! 

In the end, it was his photographs of me that planted a seed, my perspective on 
things began to shift as I contemplated the deeper aspects of the human body as 
art and how it can make people feel. Sure, I've had these thoughts before and 
done some modeling in the past, but for the first time I am letting the 
suggestions creep deeper into my mind. Truth be told, there was only one reason 
I was now being receptive to allowing photographers and painters (yes painting 
comes up later) to capture me in various stages of undress, and that reason is 
next to me, holding my hand. Nikki stood there smiling at me, she was the reason 
for so many changes in my life, so many liberating changes.

So I snap out my goofy, happy state of mind to notice Nikki is not just smiling 
at me, but giving me that mischievous smile, that she has something else up her 
sleeve now, based on what she was looking at just a minute ago with Jaden.

"Uh oh." I say looking at her suspiciously.

"I want to try something." Nikki smiles.

"What?" 

"Trust me." She says and kisses me on the cheek. I do trust Nikki, and it's 
wonderful to have that kind of trust with someone.

Okay, back to work! Yeah I WISH this was what work was like!

We slip off our robes and Nikki reclines back onto the couch as I lean over top 
of her, she brings her right leg up so that her calf is caressing my outer left 
thigh. Nik and I are still being very guarded about where and when we bend over, 
although we were starting to loosen up some, but I still seemed to angle my 
my butt to the side, away from the camera. Nikki's left hand came up and gently 
cupped my left breast, it easily filled the palm of her hand and I loved the 
sensation as she caressed my breast. I didn't even mind that Gary and Jaden 
where watching. 

Gary and Jaden began making suggestions, that with Nikki reclined she convey a 
very submissive look, while I look down with one of dominance, more intense if 
you will. I'm not an actress but it came out really well, we giggled at first as 
we tried to get the right expression, all the while Nikki's hand remained 
cradling my breast. I was a bit alarmed when Jaden kneeled beside us and started 
to reposition Nikki's fingers over my breast, a felt a bit vulnerable and 
exposed but concentrated on Nikki to help ease my fears.

A minute later, Jaden was next to us with a spray bottle, "Oil adds a nice 
effect." Nikki smiles up at me, 'so this is what she wanted to try' I think. 
Jaden kneels next to my left leg, chill pumps run up my body as the warm oil is 
sprayed over me, starting down at my ankle, "Great muscles" Jaden says as she 
works up my calf and thigh.

"Thanks" I smile down at her. She thoroughly cover's my entire body, my back, 
butt, and I mean all over. I have to hold my position for a while, I have one 
knee on the couch and both arms outstretched as I lean over Nik's reclining 
body. Nikki gets her fair share of spray too.

"I hate my job." Jaden says sarcastically with a smile and looks up at me as she 
closes off the nozzle on the bottle. Everyone got a good laugh out of that 
comment, Jaden isn't gay, but she definitely appreciates beauty, female and 
male. That was amazing, the results were far more sexual and erotic then I could 
have imagined, Nikki and I looked totally bathed in sweat and I appeared ready 
to jump her on the couch and make passionate love. Jaden would reappear 
periodically to pad us down or spray more oil depending on what Gary thought 
might make for a great shot, and he was really close now, telling us to hold a 
position as I felt his camera within a foot or two of my back, asking me to arch 
and flex my muscles a little, or telling Nikki to straighten out her leg and 
move her arm up, having her arm grip my bicep  or thigh.

Jaden's little spray job and pat down had really affected me, I was surprised 
that I had become much more sexually aroused, much more so then earlier. I 
assume there are ways to think about boring things to keep your body under 
control, but having Nikki right next to me is messing with my mind. We had 
changed positions and now things were getting very intimate, if that was even 
possible, I straddled the couch and Nikki sat across from me, we both wanted to 
move into the same position and I lowered my left leg and raised my right, Nikki 
did the opposite so her right leg was over my left and we pulled one another in 
tight, our chests pressing. His camera was going crazy and Nikki's head tilted 
off to the side and I didn't know if it was inappropriate or not, but we started 
to kiss again, just something light on the lips. I figured this is our photo 
shoot for our private collection and we are paying him good money, besides, he 
wanted to capture beauty, well he was about to get a eye full right now!  I had 
started to forget where I was as the kiss went on, I was noticeably wet between 
my legs now, our tongues twirled in and out of our mouths as we got carried away 
with one another, yet again. Then the impossible was asked of us;

"Hold that for a moment." Gary said. Nik and I were thinking the same thing, 
hold what? The kiss? The moment? Everything?

It was awkward, and Gary was right next to us, instructing me to tilt my head 
back and arch my back, he's telling Nikki to slowly kiss my chest and breasts, 
then work her way up to my neck. I try to control my breathing and I feel a 
little ashamed at how aroused I am, I'm wet between my legs and I am sweating 
profusely, even with Jaden padding the droplets of sweat I have to wonder if 
Gary and Jaden can sense how aroused Nikki and I are, they must.

Nikki, ever so bold, was hunching her hips closer to mine and I was trying to 
make contact and then we both gasped, my body and head arched even more as our 
velvety lips touched and my clit felt that wonderful pressure. I knew he was 
getting something good because he is quiet and the camera is doing 
all the talking. I sit up some and glance over, Jaden appears a bit flushed and 
I think she's getting turned on as well, it's the first time I can ever recall 
that she looks kind of distraught, with this intense gaze as her hands are 
clutching at the side of her jeans.

Nik and I had no reservation about what we did next, we began to kiss deeper as 
our moans became more frequent and faster. Nikki pushed on my shoulders and I 
reclined onto my back. My legs were bent at the knees, my feet flat on the floor 
as I remained straddling the couch. The width of the couch prevented me from 
drawing my thighs closed but I had other things on my mind now and modesty 
wasn't a priority. Nikki adjusted her body over top of mine, she used a great 
deal of agility to remain hovering over top of me as we stared into one 
another's eyes for several minutes, no kissing, no touching, we just looked at 
one another. We watched one another for a minute and something swept over me, we 
were giving each other such an loving look that my eyes teared up. Nikki lower 
lip trembled and her eyes became bloodshot as we seemed to understand what the 
other was feeling, thinking, wanting. One of the best shots was just a close up 
of us looking at one another, he caught the picture in both black and white, and 
color.

"Let's move, to another setting." Nikki said. I knew what she was talking about, 
we had planned on doing several shots on an actual bed, hence my alluding to a 
bedroom several paragraphs ago. My heart raced and I blinked, Nikki look into my 
eyes and I could read her concerns as well. She remained looking down at me and 
pushed her lips against mine, "This is for us." she whispered into my mouth and 
I knew what she meant. I didn't answer, I had relented, reluctantly my hands 
gripped Nikki's as she leaned back and pulled me with her. The warmth of the 
cotton robe was inviting and I pulled the strap tight around my waist, I felt 
protected now and wanted to remain that way for a short while longer. Nikki took 
me by the hand and we followed Gary and Jaden to another nearby set that was 
downstairs. He flicked a light switch and a beautiful contemporary bed and night 
stand were illuminated by some very yellowish, warm lights. He and Jaden began 
to setup the lights and cameras.

Nikki guided me to a chair near the edge of the set and started to untie the 
strap that held her robe shut, her eyes never left mine as she took a step back 
to the edge of the bed and let the robe drop to the floor. She looked over at 
Gary and then at me, I went to stand but her beautiful naked body stepped 
forward and pushed me back down onto the chair. "I want some photos of us 
separate and then together, is that okay?" her eyes looked back at Gary.

Gary seemed to consider something for a moment, and nodded okay, then he said 
"That would be fine." 

In all of her naked glory, her body, perfect, toned and with a hint of oil still 
covering her from head to toe she turned toward the bed and climbed unto the 
clean perfect white cotton sheets. Slowly and with purpose, as he took picture 
after picture, she remained on all fours, her eyes rarely leaving mine as I sat 
there motionless, watching my beautiful girlfriend revel in her beauty, her 
nudity. I sensed she wasn't posing for the camera, it was for me she was 
performing, hey eyes and body would arch and roll slowly over the sheets.
Gary was about three feet from my left, and that's when Nikki did something that 
made my heart race full tilt. Laying face down, she moved until her toes pointed 
at me and slowly opened her legs, parting them wider as she flipped her head 
up and back so her hair was tossed over her shoulders. She was looking right at 
me and then straight to the camera. Willingly she was opening herself up, her 
body never looked more beautiful and Gary kept taking pictures, he only paused 
to switch to a different camera with a different roll, one that I was sure had 
black and white film, he then had Jaden adjust some of the lighting. I was a 
shaking, a nervous wreck, my lust and my anxiety was overwhelming me as I 
watched my girlfriend.

It was the final act for her, Nikki was now moving to the edge of the bed and 
reached over to grab her robe, he kept shooting pictures, even after she slipped 
the robe on he kept shooting. I didn't care and knew he was capturing another 
beautiful candid moment between us as I began to stand, Nikki looped the sash 
around her waist and walked right up to me, we started to kiss and kept kissing, 
her mouth sucked on my tongue as she turned me around so my back was facing the 
bed and her fingers uncurled from the collar of my robe.

I turned and looked straight ahead, the robe tickled the tops of my bare feet, 
it was still secured about my waist by its broad, cotton belt. I had secured my 
hair in a neat ponytail for now, but it too would be coming down shortly after 
the robe. I nodded to Gary and he nodded back, signaling he was ready, I bet he 
was ready, after Nikki's performance everyone's heart was surely racing, mine 
was. I moved my thumb up to my waist and the belt unraveled, it then dropped as 
I stepped out of it's confines letting it fall away behind me. Gary and Jaden 
were looking at me, more like studying me in a different way now, was I doing 
something different? Had something changed from just about twenty minutes ago 
when we were upstairs?  Was it the lighting from above that was different? 
True the shadows were much heavier downstairs.

Gary seemed to recognize my hesitation, "You have a powerful body Corbin, it's 
really amazing, we can do some incredible shots if you don't mind, then you can 
pose any way you want, sound good?" For sure I have heard those comments before, 
but hearing them again always sounds nice. :)

"Sounds fine." I smiled back at him and reached behind my head to undo my 
ponytail and shook out my long blonde hair. 

I slowly took a step forward and placed my left knee on the bed's surface, I 
looked down and saw the imprints and wrinkles left behind by Nikki. My mind 
replayed her alluring, sexual poses that had played out only minutes before, on 
these very sheets, I felt nervous and unsure what to do. I had never done 
anything like this, not even remotely like this, I didn't feel bad or ashamed, 
but I did fell nervous and licked my dry lips. As the palms of my hands touch 
down on cotton sheets, I can even feel a hint of warmth that still lingers from 
where Nikki had laid sprawled out. 

I could tense up and my definition would become hard and sharp, my muscles stood 
out clean and clear. Gary and Jaden were very specific about where they wanted 
me to position my arms, legs, neck and when to relax, or when to tense. Under 
their guidance I felt graceful and elegant, he especially wanted to capture the 
way my tendons would roll and flex under my skin, and how the shading would 
enhance all of my curves and muscles. He was closer then he had ever been, and I 
was laying on my back, I was still moving under the guidance of the photographer 
and his assistant, Jaden spread some body oil over my stomach and I got very 
nervous when she asked if she could do my chest, at least she asked and didn't 
assume. I nodded yes and fought to control a trembling that wanted to take 
control of my muscles, her hands coated my breasts with oil, my nipples were 
hard again from the sensation and it did feel good. She was dabbing my skin down 
to even up the coating, she then lightly sprayed a bit of water, causing for a 
beautiful beading effect to take place, Gary's elbows rested on the edge of the 
bed and I looked down and saw he was close to my hips as he started to take 
pictures, asking me to arch my back. I looked over at Nikki and I could tell she 
liked what she saw, her face was intense and her nostrils flared as she took a 
deep breath. I looked back at the lens, watched the shutter flicker and realized 
I had started to develop this intimate relationship with that camera, and the 
man behind it, in fact I enjoyed what was happening. When he asked me to roll 
over and arch my back, I would, or if he wanted me twist or flex my body in some 
manner that looked like I was wrestling with some invisible lover, I did that as 
well. He never asked me to pose in a vulgar position, to spread my legs or 
anything like that, I probably would not have anyway, but who knows, there were 
already plenty of shots that caught mine and Nikki's crotch to some degree 
anyway, but like I indicated that was never the focus, your eyes were always 
drawn to the beauty of the scene.

When Gary was done, I looked over my shoulder and saw Nikki staring right at me, 
she had 'that look', the one that only she gives me, the one that sends my heart 
racing. She gives a faint smile of encouragement and a sudden surge of 
electricity shoots up the back of my thighs and spine, my breasts tingle and my 
nipples are as hard as they have ever been. Now I am free to pose as I wish, the 
pulse and pounding in my ears is amazing as I lean forward, I want Nikki to see 
how aroused I am and I now realize I want the camera to capture every move and 
part of my body. I spread my arms out as I bend forward and begin to crawl over 
the bed, my heavy beasts sway and brush against the smooth cotton sheets, very 
expensive sheets at that, as my body lowers. My right hand reaches behind my 
head as I lay on my stomach so I can pull away my blonde hair, I draw my left 
knee up and spread my right leg out while arching my butt up into the air. My 
face blushes and my muscles tense as I hear the shutter click, my left hand 
reaches between my legs to cover my crotch with my hand, I focus on Nikki and 
tease her as I roll across the bed, still covering my crotch and then slowly 
pull my hand away as I close my legs and smile. Gary doesn't stand still, he 
rarely did, his primary concern was capturing images and moments, some were 
simply head shots, or my legs or chest. When you put the whole series together, 
it was amazing to see how it all played out.

At one point, I reach for the small headboard and pull myself up, feeling the 
muscles along my back flex and those pictures were also amazing, to see how 
muscular my back was, all that time in the gym pays off. I pause so Jaden can 
spray a light coating of oil along my back and evenly rub it over my back and 
legs. Nikki didn't even seem to mind when she spread it over my butt and legs, 
true she used a small terry cloth to evenly apply it coating, she had done the 
same to Nikki in any case. The next serious of pictures are even more 
incredible, we get dressed and then proceed to pose on the bed in a series of 
very sexy, provocative positions. But this time it was with a different intent 
all together, I had told Gary that I was a virgin and he suggested a series of 
pictures that conveyed Nikki to be the aggressive woman, while I was the 
innocent girl being seduced. Nikki and I had role played a little in the 
past and we really took to this concept as I posed, conveying looks reluctance 
and shyness as Nikki would pin my arms behind my back and kiss on my neck, or 
pull up my dress to reveal my thong. I don't know how we restrained ourselves, 
it took every fiber of control not to have full blown sex right there. Yeah, 
doesn't make sense almost, we seemed to have done almost everything else in 
front of the camera, why stop there?

The shoot ended with Nikki on top of me. I was sure the final series of shots 
were mind blowing for Gary and Jaden to witness. He had captured us kissing as 
deeply as we ever had, often asking us to pause so he could capture a moment as 
Nikki would suck on my lower lips or my tongue and vice versa. We pushed and 
brushed our breasts together and rolled on top of one another, drawing up my 
legs at one point as Nikki mounted me and pinned my arms over my head, she even 
daringly sucked on my nipples. 

"Wow" I sighed and covered my face with my hands as Nikki buried her head into 
the crook of my neck. The reality of everything we had done started to settle in 
and we were feeling a bit embarrassed for some reason.

"Don't be concerned, that was one of the most beautiful things I have ever 
captured on film between two people. And I'm not just saying that as a 
man blessed to have been in your presence, but as someone whom you felt 
you could trust to open up in front of." Gary told us.

"That's a big deal too, as much work as he has done." Jaden pipes up and 
brings us our clothing.

"Those photos on the wall, of other couples, they were no where near as intense 
as what you two shared here tonight."

Nikki and I both felt a huge weight lift as he explained his take on the whole 
experience.

We made a date to come back and get the portfolio and he also would put it on 
DVD. Jaden walked us to the elevator and hugged us, the elevator door barely 
closed and Nikki and I were all over one another, hugging and kissing, there is 
no way to properly describe how bonding that experience was.

"That was so beautiful." I moaned.

"Oh I loved every second of it with you." Nikki gushed and started to hike 
up my dress. Like me, we ached to make love to one another even as tired as we 
both were. But the elevator shook to a stop and we abruptly pulled our selves 
together, staggering out past several people that we waiting to get in.

To this day, we can never fully get thru the entire photo album in one sitting, 
it is always such a turn on to look thru, that we end up having sex about one 
third to about one half of the way thru it. I look at those pictures of Nikki 
and sometimes can't believe this beautiful creature is with me, that she wants 
to share the rest of her life with me. Sometimes I have to look next to me for a 
reality check as I flip thru the Album.

Trust me, we keep the DVD and Photo Album tucked safety away.

But that photo shoot was also to come back and be a major pain in my ass. Even 
though I had changed how I looked at myself, I softened my position just enough 
to let Gary show some select photos of Nikki and I to some other people 
(Photographers, Painters, and such) sure enough, the offers of work would come 
flooding in. I have always been amazed at how persistent people are to have me 
take my clothes off. Sitting here my sweat pants and tee-shirt, I still just 
thing of clumsy, clutzy ol' me, not some 'object of desire'.