Chapter 5.
Saturday breakfast.
We all appeared in the kitchen nude. It seemed to be the most reasonable thing to do. Huge smiles all around.
The girls decided that I would need at least three showers that day and that each would help "wash my back."
I asked Mary about her life between her divorce and now. She explained that this was John's home area and that her family had lived at the other end of the state. "Before the divorce most of my friends were from the church with a few others which began as business ties. With the divorce the story spread through the church. I told no one so it must have been John. John was embarrassed that the story got out at the church so my guess is that he told a few really good friends in confidence but the story was seen as too good, too juicy not to tell. One result of this was that I was made very uncomfortable at church. Two much married men in the church made passes at me - they got nowhere. With the divorce I went to the minister for support but all I got was the advice to pray for forgiveness, but he said it in a way which implied that I should not expect any. I stopped going to church. Anyway there were a few people from the church who stayed loyal and now I thank God for their support. One friend, Joan, was a real lifesaver. I was very busy raising three little girls and running the farm. Looking back, I really don't know how I did it all. My mom died of cancer about two years later and my dad about three months after that. The doctors said he died of a heart attack but I think he died of a broken heart. My only living relative was my uncle George who lived in California. He died two years ago."
She continued: "It was shortly after my dad died when I happened to watch Wayne Dyer on TV, he made sense and I started buying books. My spiritual development took off like a rocket. You know, it's funny my spiritual journey has really been about letting go, letting go of rules for the sake of rules, letting go of dogma for the sake of dogma, letting go of guilt for the sake of guilt, letting go of judgement for the sake of judgement, letting go of fear for the sake of fear and sometimes even letting go of pain for the sake of pain."
I just smiled.
She looked quizzical and asked: "What?"
I responded: "That's how it works."
She smiled back.
She went on to describe how she learned to meditate and how meditation opened up an intuitive world to her which lead her deeper and deeper into a spiritual universe. She taught the girls to respect and trust their intuitive sense and they all agreed that it had served them all well. They all were and are serious meditators.
Mary continued saying: "One area that did languish however has been my love life. The intuitive message was always the same: 'Have patience, when the time is right he will come and you will have no doubt as to who it is.' "
She leaned over and kissed me.
Dreams and fantasies.
I asked her about her dreams and fantasies. She replied that she was really focused on getting the girls through school and waiting for her lover to appear.
She said that when the girls were ready to leave she would probably sell the farm as today it would be too much to run alone and while it had many happy memories it had many bad memories also.
She said: "I think that I was assuming that my lover would take me away from here, take me to a very different life. I found that I was willing to trust the universe and was trying not to limit the possibilities. I was, however, assuming that you would be close to my age and single. I also never expected that I would be willingly sharing you with my daughters."
They asked me about my dreams and fantasies. I said: "I am living one of them right now."
I said that I wanted to write a book on sacred sexuality and that I now had the experience to begin to write it.
I talked about how part of me would like to set up a retreat center, almost an ashram but I do not consider myself a Guru, just another student who is willing to share what I have found on my journey.
Photography.
Somehow the discussion came around to my hobbies, I mentioned photography and they asked why I hadn't asked them to pose. I thought about it and said: "I would love to have you pose both G rated and X rated but maybe I am afraid it would upset the energy we share."
They laughed and said: "Let's try."
I retrieved my camera and asked Mary to get some sheets to use as reflectors and backgrounds. They fully opened the drapes on the large picture window which provided lots of light for available light shots. This was not as good as true studio lighting but by using reflectors I was able to generally gave a fair approximation of it. Sometimes we used colored sheets as backgrounds or as reflectors. Using a gold colored sheet as a reflector gave some really neat shots. We only occasionally used a sheet as a background.
I shot many hundreds of photos of them nude, separate and together, tasteful and not so tasteful. In fact some were truly artful, especially a series of silhouettes, and a few downright crude. The girls' natural grace presented itself continuously. They all seemed to just flow from one great pose to another. We had fun.
Cindy in particular demonstrated just how incredibly limber she was. Her playfulness showed through.
The girls wore their hair down, up and in ponytails. At one point I brushed Ann's hair until it glistened and flowed like a shampoo commercial. I took a great many shots as she played with her hair.
Beautiful hair - beautiful girl.
I took lots of portraits. Some were head only, some were head and shoulders and some were breasts up. Some of the breast up shots had their breasts covered by their hair, most not. A couple of shots of Barbara seemed to be capturing her 'liquid fire.'
The girls started off totally without makeup. They now took a break and each applied some, not much, just enough to enhance their phenomenal beauty.
I took more portraits and some extreme close ups, mostly of sparkling eyes and glorious smiles.
I tried a number of experiments, taking a number in black and white mode, including some with various adjustments to the camera's gamma curve. Both high key and low key. I was glad the camera had a command to restore its default settings.
I took some shots of Mary wearing her pearls. She then loaned the pearls to each of the girls. Pearls seemed appropriate with all of them. After all, pearls signify wisdom.
At one point we moved upstairs and used the bedrooms on the sunny side of the house. After about fifty shots we went back to the living room.
The girls all got dressed for some nice G rated shots. Their taste in fashion tended toward the elegant and the functional as opposed to the sexy. Mary, however, did have a very striking 'classic black dress.' Some blouses and pajama tops did turn very sexy when worn alone with most or all buttons left unbuttoned.
Barb had a silk blouse which was spectacular. When she wore it she laughed and said: "I wouldn't dream of wearing this without a bra for anyone but you." At one point she was wearing it fully unbuttoned and I took the tails and tied them loosely just under her breasts. I then photographed her with two different skirts, a pair of shorts and bottom-free.
I took some of Barbara in her belly dancing costume. I even tried the motion picture feature of my digital camera for the first time. Nothing special happened with Barbara's dance.
Cindy posed in her garter belt with three different pairs of stockings. I thought: 'A black garter belt evokes a naughty sexuality but a white one is innocently sexy.' I also thought: "It's neat how her garter belt frames her mons." I surprised myself thinking the word 'mons' rather than something more crude but somehow mons was really the right word. It truly was a mountain of Venus.
Then I took some of Cindy in her Tahitian dancing costume. We followed this by my video recording several minutes of her dance.
They also put on cheerleading costumes and did some cheers. Again I took both stills and video.
I asked the girls if they all had cheerleading jumpers and when they said yes I had them pose in just the jumpers. They made up some raunchy cheers and bounced around doing them. Mary decided that I was really a boob man. I found myself wondering if I had a past life as a man in the Minoan civilization since Minoan women wore costumes which left the breasts exposed. More stills and video.
One thing that was consistent through all of these pictures was happy smiles and great eye contact. The word charming continued to be totally appropriate.
The girls were having fun. So was Mary. So was I.
Each girl smiled in a different way.
Ann tended to look at me with a look of "I have found the love of my life." Sometimes she seemed to be pure innocence, while at other times she was incredibly sultry. She occasionally managed to look both lustful and innocent at the same time.
Barbara's smile was sometimes more mysterious. She radiated a beautiful energy which seemed to say: "I AM Love." There was a gentle power in it. Awesome. At other times she seemed lustful, even wanton. Occasionally she would clown around.
Cindy on the other hand was pure unadulterated joy. She was having a ball and it showed.
Mary's smile reflected great dignity combined with charm.
Each different, each wonderful, each joyful, each loving. I felt even more bewitched, beguiled, entranced and enchanted.
I also photographed the Kuan-yin statue, the bookcases, the interior of the house and lots of pictures of Samantha. Samantha seemed to know what I was doing and was extra cute.
I took pictures out the front windows showing how we were snowed in and pictures out the back over the fields of the farm. In the back not far from the house was a clump of trees, which I was told contained a spring feeding a pond. This was their swimming hole in the summer and I was invited to come back in the summer to try it out. They had purchased a truckload of sand so it now had a little beach and a sandy bottom.
As I filled the camera storage I would copy the pictures into my laptop as well as Ann's computer and she later burned a DVD for me as a backup.
Cindy borrowed Barb's Harem pants and top and did a beautiful and erotic belly dance, which I recorded. Nothing psychic happened with this dance either but it was still very beautiful. Cindy's belly dance routine was totally different from Barbara's.
I had the girls pose in the outfits they wore to breakfast on Wednesday.
