My Dreams Bug Me Pt 2

Had Trevor really been in my house at midnight? I had been sending him sexy pictures in my exercise clothes, my swimsuits, my bra and panties. And then a few of my pussy. Fully spread legs.

Then Trevor showed up with the bug. That giant Praying Mantis. How did he get in here? I was frozen with fear. He instructed me to take 10 sexy pictures a day. Everyday.

I woke up in the morning to see my room was still a mess. I had not put all my clothes away from last night. I had sent Trevor so many pictures. Hundreds. It had taken hours to change my clothes so many times, I showed him so much of myself. My butt.

And I showed him my pussy. Why did I do that? He asked or told me to do it. And I, did it? No hesitation?

How did he get in here? Did my parents let him in?

I kept going over what happened in my mind. Repeatedly. Over and over. I could not figure out what happened, how it happened, and then I got a text.

"Good morning." It was from Trevor.

I looked to see it was 7 am. I was tired. I never stayed up late. Especially at midnight.

I smoothed out my hair, pulled off my shirt, and covered my C cup tits with my hands. I took a few selfie pictures and smiled. When I found the one I liked, I texted it to him.

"Are you running today?" Trevor asked.

"Of course. See you at 9?" I asked.

"See you then." Trevor replied.

I shot out of bed, showered, took two more sexy pictures. One I was barely covered in a short towel, a towel wrapped around my wet hair, then the next with the fog covered mirror. I was naked. But the only clear part you could see was my face. I had wiped off the mirror with my hand. But you could tell I was naked.

I sent both of them to Trevor. That was 3 for the day.

I brushed my teeth, applied deodorant, put on makeup and got to my room. I laid out my running shorts and sports bra on my bed. I had to change the angle of my tall dressing mirror. When I took the picture of the attire laying on my bed. You could see my blurry naked body in the mirror on the side.

I sent it and dressed. Not forgetting my bulky sweatshirt and pants.

Downstairs I ate quickly, drank a lot of water, and bid farewell to my mom as she was off to run errands.

I went outside to my front yard to stretch. The morning was warm, and I was both scared and looking forward to seeing Trevor. He had touched me in places no one has ever touched me before. He had sexy pictures of me. And I liked that.

I jogged off, found my hiding spot for my clothes, and hid them. I kept going.

A few miles later I saw Trevor. In a different spot on the sidewalk in a different neighborhood. When I approached him, I slowed down. "Not your house again?" I asked.

"Nope." Trevor smiled.

"Is there a reason you don't want me to know where you live?" I asked as I shaded the sun from my eyes.

"Yes." Trevor smiled and responded as he climbed on his bike.

I took that to mean he had a reason, and he was not going to tell me yet. So, I got on the bike and rode with Trevor back to the river. This time we didn't stop at the closest park. We went to before, we stayed on the trail and rode a few more miles. There was a beach. A few people and an area to play volleyball.

Amelia and lots of her friends were playing. They were in the tiniest pair of bikinis, shorts, tops, and attire. Trevor and I went to sit in the sand and chat a bit.

Amelia walked over, breathing hard, and asked if we wanted to join. Neither Trevor nor I were athletic. But we joined.

"It's a fun game. Not a serious one." Amelia advised her as she turned to walkway.

Amelia was tall, about 6-0, skinny but athletic, her firm ass was in our faces as she turned to walk away. Trevor raised his eyebrows and smiled at me as he looked back. I laughed a bit.

There were 4 on each side. One shifted from Amelia's team to the other team so Trevor and I could be on the same side. I had some experience in basic volleyball from school PE. So, it wasn't hard to bump, set, and run around. We had fun, missed a few, dove, fell over, and laughed a lot.

After an hour Amelia called out a time out.

"Water and sunscreen break!" Amelia hollered.

"Having fun?" Amelia asked as she handed Trevor a tube of sunscreen.

"Yeah. It's hotter than I thought it would be." Trevor stated as he applied some to his face, ears, hands, and forearms.

He then handed the tube to me. But Amelia snatched it from my hands and handed it back to Trevor. "Women never apply their own in the presence of a man." Amelia whispered to Trevor and looked at me.

"Ah." Trevor stated and squirted it into his hands.

I was shocked. But I stood by as Trevor applied it to my face, neck, shoulders, back. Then he stopped. My sports bra had some open front areas exposed.

"Not too shy, are you? She's not stopping you." Amelia teased.

And she was right. I was stunned. I loved it. But I was not stopping him. Trevor walked in front of me. Eye to eye. He squired more on my chest and rubbed it in. Slowly he massaged lower and lower until his fingertips were just inside the coverage of the cotton bra.

"Oh. That's hot." Amelia giggled.

Trevor stopped and then did my stomach, back, and legs. I saw he had to adjust his shorts a bit as he did my legs. I have to admit. I was wet. His strong fingers and hands massaged my legs, and it felt good. He looked up at me smiling.

"Game on!" Someone yelled as Trevor finished greasing me up.

My face was red. Was I blushing or sunburnt?

The game resumed and I was having fun. I knew some of the boys and girls. Amelia had been in my classes plenty of times. So had a bunch of other girls. But we did not exist in the same cliches. We didn't really talk. I didn't know them well at all.

After a few more minutes we took a break.

"We should be getting back." Trevor stated and looked at his phone.

"We are here every day. Almost all day. Water, sun, food. Come by." Amelia advised her with an honest smile.

"Okay. But I got a job yesterday. Today is my first day. I work from 2-10pm at Martin's store." I advised.

"Ah cool. I will come by and say hello. I need to buy some more clothes. Maybe you can help me?" Amelia smiled and hugged me.

What was going on? She's probably the most popular girl in our class. Our grade has 1,400 people though. It's a huge high school. Why was she being so nice to us nerds?

"By Trevor." Amelia smiled and waved.

Trevor nervously walked away too.

"Is it weird they are being nice to us?" I asked.

"No. Maybe they are just maturing. Did she ever tease you or bully you? I'm new here." Trevor whispered.

"No. But she does cheer, sports, and student government. I don't do any of those things." I whispered back.

Maybe she was nice, friendly, and I just never talk to them either. Anyways, I'm sure we will be back. Back in the hood, we stopped at a different spot and got off the bikes.

"I will hide the bikes over here. Behind the boulder. My parents are taking me to my cousins for a week. But you can use the bike anytime." Trevor stated as he smiled and hid both bikes behind a giant boulder.

"Okay. I got work and running. I will text you. If you are okay with that." I advised and winced a bit. Remembering I had been texting him sexy pictures.

"Yeah. Don't stop that." Trevor nearly shouted excitedly.

"I won't. I promise." I stated as my eyes drifted to the ground.

"Okay. Have fun at work." Trevor stated as I took that to mean I should jog away.

No hug, no high five, and no kiss. I turned and ran off.

When I got home, I had a text from Trevor. "I liked your jogging outfit today." Trevor stated and sent me a picture of my butt. He must have taken it as soon as I turned out to leave. I had a wedgie. Each butt cheek was firmly separated by wedgie material. How did I not feel it? Was it due to riding the bike?

"Glad you like. Maybe I will buy some smaller shorts, tops, and such. Would you like that?" I asked playfully.

"Yeah. Me and every other guy in the world. I am one 100% BEHIND that!" Trevor responded. Making sure to use all caps on BEHIND to reinforce the butt picture.

"Cute." Was my response.

But I had to shower, change for work, eat, and then get to work. It was too far to run or ride a bike. My mom got home from errands as I was getting out of the shower.

"Hurry up. 20 minutes before I need to drive you to work. You don't want to be late on your first day!" My mom called.

I was in my bedroom, naked, and taking pictures. Trevor had applied sunscreen, but I had tan lines. "Which is sexier? Butt lines or breast lines? Can you tell which is which?" I asked and sent two text messages. Both showed a lot of skin.

Trevor did not respond. Just like he had never responded when I sent him the other ones. But that made up 6 pictures for the day.

"Uh. That skirt. Did you get some sun on your legs today?" My mom asked as she looked at me a bit funny.

"Yeah. I wore shorts when I ran today." I advised. Kind of lying.

My mom handed me a brand-new lunch box. It had a salad, granola bar, and other snacks inside with a frozen blue block. I smiled and carried it with me to the car.

"Be good, listen, follow instructions, don't lose a finger in the trash compactor." My mom nervously explained as she lectured me about work ethic and morals. Not that I needed them. I volunteered at other places. The soup kitchen, summer camps, and did landscaping work with my church group.

My mom dropped me off at work. I swore I saw she had tears in her eyes as she left with a wave and smile. Ms. Martin met me out front and laughed. "I'm sure she is upset you are growing up so fast."

"No. I think she still hates the skirt or shorts I am wearing." I laughed along with Ms. Martin.

Work was easy. Training is easy, filling out paperwork, easy. I would unbox new clothes, apply price tags, update them in the stock computer, and then hang them according to a map. Then help customers find products, mop, sweep, take breaks, lunch. And back to work.

I was too new to close up the store at night. And it wasn't closed until midnight. So, I couldn't be there that late on school nights. But I had learned some of the tasks to help. I was not allowed to ring up purchases, run credit cards, or anything like that yet. I needed to be trained. That would happen later. But right now. I was busy. The store was massive.

Food, clothes, furniture, plants, home goods, and more. They store had over 50 employees working at a time. I was introduced to so many people. I'm glad we all wore name tags.

10 pm was here quickly and my mom picked me up. She was yawning as we drove home, but I was still full of energy.

"We are in bed when you get home. You can stay up a bit if you like?" My mom yawned and advised me.

She was right. We all got ready for bed at 8 pm. It was well past their bedtimes. "If I had a car. You wouldn't have to drive me?" I asked.

"You are right. But you aren't getting your own car. You might be allowed to drive to work. Here and there." My mom yawned and explained.

I had my license for over a year. I drove often. But with my parents riding with me. I could legally drive alone. They just weren't ready for me to do that yet. I was ready.

Back home my mom went right to bed. I tried to. But I was too full of energy. "Night run?" I thought. I also owed Trevor 4 more pictures. I had a few ideas, so I changed into some workout clothes.

I had a flashlight and ran off. At the bikes I looked around. No one was around. The giant boulder blocked most visibility and then the large overgrown bushes behind me blocked out more.

I pulled off my shorts and stood there in my normal underwear. I pulled them up tight. Between my cheeks. "This bike always gives me a wedgie!" I text along with the picture. I took off the panties and sat my bare ass on the seat. I took a picture from the front and back.

"Is naked bike riding illegal?" I text Trevor.

The last picture was me naked, my running clothes laying on the rock. I set the camera down and set the timer. I turned, facing away from the camera, my full naked butt, legs, and back to the camera.

"Have you seen my clothes?" I asked and sent Trevor the picture.

It was 11 pm. It took me all day to come up with 10 sexy pictures. I got dressed carefully, jogged off, and was home by midnight. I was still not 100% tired. But I was tired enough.

The next week went by slowly. 10 sexy pictures a day. Running every morning, not seeing Trevor, texting him back and forth while he visited his family, and working every night.

The first day I knew Trevor was back when I saw him on my run. He was smiling and holding the bikes.

"River or lake?" Trevor asked.

"River. Maybe we will see Amelia again." I laughed as we rode.

I felt nervous around Trevor still. I had sent hundreds and hundreds of sexy and provocative pictures to him. He smiled at me, his eyes roamed my body, and we didn't talk about it.

At the river we saw Amelia and her friends right away. We told them we would run for a bit and be back. They were making burgers and hot dogs. They advised the food would be ready when we got back.

Trevor was dressed for running today. So, we did 5 miles. He was not in good shape. But he tried.

Back with Amelia we sat around, talking about our summers, and eating. They were very nice, excited to hear about my new job, and asked if we could stay longer. "Nope. Work!" I laughed. We had only hung out with them for about 30 minutes before we ran off.

"This weekend. We are camping out here. Tents and stuff. Come by. We will be here from Friday night through Sunday afternoon." Amelia advised me and hugged me before I left.

"Okay. Yeah." Trevor and I advised.

The ride back was smooth. No problems. Trevor talked about his visit and how he wanted to start running. Like I had been. I told him we could jog every morning. He would catch up quickly.

At home I showered, ate, took pictures, texted Trevor, and was off to work. The new uniform was now comfortable and shaving my legs daily was a bit of a chore. But I was getting used to it. Jenny even gave me some pointers as we worked.

"Don't forget your knees. If I ever miss a hair or 10. It's always on my knees. I don't know why." Jenny laughed as she lifted her leg to look closely at a knee.

With the end of work, my yawning mom picked me up again and took me home. She was very quiet and not talkative as normal during our car rides. She must have been dreading picking me up late every night this week.

When we got home it was late for dinner, but I ate and went to my room. I had gotten into a habit of sending Trevor the last 3 pictures before I went to bed. In my frustration to come up with new material. I had to subscribe to a few Instagram accounts on how to take sexy selfies, the poses, the clothes. And what not?

I was not a professional. Still an amateur. But I was getting used to using my large dressing mirror for mirror selfies. Along with the large bathroom mirror.

"If you don't like these? Then I don't know what you will like?" I text Trevor as I sent the last three sexy pictures.

This last two weeks have been busy. I was still getting used to the schedule. But I was now tired at 11pm. No night running anymore. Sleep came quickly. My body was heavy. The house was settling, and I heard the walls and floor creaking as the warm wood shrunk. My door slowly creaked open.

I turned my head to see a shadowy figure. It was Trevor. He was back with another plastic cage in his hand. He had a long pair of pliers in his hand.

My body froze. I could not move. My body was covered in blankets. Only my head was exposed. Trevor snuck slowly up to me. He had a wicked smile.

"These are flatworms. Or Helminths. They are a type of parasitic worm. I know you are afraid of these." Trevor smiled and set the cage on my stomach.

The clear plastic cage had worms about 3 inches long. They wiggled as they moved around the inside of the cage.

I held my breath. I didn't want the cage to tip over. Trevor opened the lid, the long thin pliers picked up a single flatworm.

"These are known as eye worms. They have a habit of slithering onto sleeping people. It enters between your eyeball and your eyelid. Then it hides. It feeds off your skin and blood. Not enough to cause immediate problems. But then it's eggs are laid, and they will get inside your eye. You will see little blurry worms. Your vision will get blurry." Trevor hissed as he held the worm over my face.

A few inches away from my face the worm wiggled. I held my breath. I couldn't move. I was about to piss my bed.

"These cause real problems. It is a bit rare to find them this size. But I have a few. You will look up "Notepad" type sexy pictures. 5 a day. And only 5 sexy pictures from now on. If you do not listen and obey. Then I will be back." Trevor smiled and whispered. The flat worm was an inch from my eye as I nodded.

Trevor replaced the flatworm in the cage, he bent down and kissed me on the lips. My whole body was shaking in fear. My lips were coated in sweat like the rest of my face.

"See you soon." Trevor whispered again as he left my bedroom.

"Fuck!!!" I thought. If I wasn't so scared. I would be upset with myself for swearing.

When I was able to compose myself, I swung my legs up from bed, sat up, and rushed down the hall. I wanted to see how Trevor kept getting into the house. But there was no sign of him. No unlocked doors, he was not out in the driveway. I ran outside in my pajamas. He wasn't in the street or on the sidewalk.

Did he have a key? How was he getting in?

My heart was pounding as I waked back inside. I was quiet and didn't want to wake my parents. I barely slept that night. Notepad sexy pictures? What were those? I have never heard of it.

My alarm went off at 7am. Not that I needed it. I woke up a lot that night. It was hard to get out of bed. It was Friday. I didn't work the weekends so I could rest. I grabbed my phone and looked up Notepad sexy selfies.

"Holy crap. He wants me to do that?" I thought.

The pictures were of girls drawing words on their bodies. Some were naked. But they had words drawn on their foreheads, cheeks, mouth, neck, chest, tits, arms, stomach, pussy, legs, ass. Most were a few dirty words here or there. Then other's had their full body. Terrible words written on them. Black ink pen? Paint?

Was it permanent marker? No way.

I looked around and found some old lipstick's I didn't wear anymore. I took a breath and wrote "Tits" across my chest. I set up the phone on my dresser and pointed at me. I was topless and covering my nipples with my fingers as a did my best to smile. I posed a few different ways as the camera took more and more pictures.

I had to admit. It was kind of hot. Words I would not say or write on paper or in text messages. I wrote them on my nearly naked body, took pictures, and sent then to Trevor for his enjoyment. I admit again. I did like it.

I took 4 pictures. 2 with writing and 2 that were sexy. I finished my shower, ate, dressed for the run, and was out the door.

I found Trevor at the boulder.

"We should meet here. It's easier to store the bikes. No one sees them so no one will mess with them." Trevor smiled.

I smiled back. But I had some reservations. He wasn't acting like he did when he threatened me with bugs and worms in my house. He wasn't saying anything about the text messages or pictures I sent him. He kissed me last night. But now. He acts like friends.

I took the bike, and we rode off.

Amelia and her friends had a huge camp set up. Over a dozen tens, hammocks, and games set up. All the girls were wearing tiny bikini's again as they played games in the sun.

"Ah no. Sunscreen first. Skin cancer is a real problem." Amelia smiled and handed Trevor the tube.

After coating me Amelia asked Trevor if he could do her back. I saw he not only got her back. But he snaked his hands around her sides, likely coating the sides of her breasts. I was a bit jealous of both Amelia and Trevor as Amelia smiled at me.