Chapter 11
A Nude
Today we are flying back to Pullman we have had a great week-end, dad looks really good his skin looks a lot less sallow, he is putting weight on and I'm sure his hair is re-growing, we got over his stupidity of Wednesday night, keep me safe! I can't believe he thought I could be in any danger from Samuel but the enforced closeness of five days has allowed him to get to know Samuel better and I think he is getting to be more comfortable about us now.
We all have breakfast together at Grandma's before everyone leaves, Aunt Kate, mom and I are spending the day together while Samuel looks around the legal department at Grey House so he has a better idea of corporate law and he has something to reference before he ties himself down to criminal law, I was really pleased with daddy for doing that, maybe by Christmas he will be more accepting of our relationship.
First mom had a photo shoot, it was fun and I think she enjoyed it, she wanted some baby bump photo's for daddy's Christmas present, something else they missed with me, she has some great photo's to choose from and I think to myself I am going to have that done when I am carrying Samuels baby, not that we have talked much about children yet and that will be at least eight to nine years away anyway.
We then move on to an art gallery, mom wants some paintings for the new house and I find myself been drawn to one painting in particularly, it's a nude woman in blue on a black background you really can't see anything just her nipples you can't even see her face and I find myself thinking would Samuel like something like that of me, mom must have seen me looking at it as she says "I don't think that daddy would really like something like that darling" "I wasn't thinking of daddy" I say without thinking, and then I feel the telltale flush climb up my face as I blush and Aunt Kate reads my mind with "ohh Samuels Christmas gift, maybe with you as the model" and if it was possible I feel myself get even redder.
Mom dragged us both out of there so fast I don't think my feet touched the ground she used the excuse the babies were hungry but I think it was to get me away from that painting.
Once we were sat at the table waiting for our meal I knew she was thinking of a way to kill the idea, dead, without having any input from Aunt Kate, I think Aunt Kate may have being on my side, I get the impression her and Uncle Elliot are a bit wild. Unlike my staid, boring parents.
Just my luck, Aunt Kate's phone rings and its trouble at the paper she has to go, it's just me and mom and I just know I am going to get a lecture about self respect and modesty. Christ it's not like I'm going to strip naked and streak through campus, but no, she was reasonably ok, just along the lines of how would I feel if daddy ever saw me like that, mortified was my thought, daddy hasn't seen me naked since I wore diapers, but I was not ready to dismiss the idea entirely I just have to find a way so no-one but Samuel knows it's me.
The rest of the day went well, mom, dad, Samuel and I met up at the new house and we were given a tour where I discovered mom had furnished a suit of rooms for me there, and they are rooms for a young couple not a teenage girl and dad called Samuel son, so maybe when we stay at Christmas we can share a bed, hopefully
We then had a beautiful meal, during which I teased a bit asking daddy if he would like a nude painting of mom, his answer surprised me really, and it was sort of along the lines of yes if no one knew it was her.
Its then time to go and get on the plane and go back to school, I'm really sad that I won't get to see them until Christmas eve but the thought of being able to love Samuel, really love him is helping. We just have the small plane today so no mile high club tonight but we will more than make up for that once back at the house.
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Unusually Monica and I have the house to ourselves today so I bring up the nude and she loves the idea, no, she doesn't think I am a freak or a weirdo, and she would maybe like to do something like that for Arthur too. I then find the gallery and the painting on-line so she knows what type of thing I want, we go down to the basement to her spare room and draw the curtains, I remove my clothes and Monica takes some nice tasteful shots making sure my head is never in shot, then I dress and take some of her, before we pick our favourites and send them off to a on-line store that will turn the photo's into paintings and I fill in the description with what I want and I also reference the painting in the gallery in Seattle with the web address so they know exactly what I want, we put a P.O. box no: in Boise for the delivery address and Monica pays for them on her card, I will go to the cash point later to pay her back, I think nothing but Monica can reference them back to me and I would trust her with my life.
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Daddy's test's day and I haven't heard anything I am starting to get worried and decide to call Escala where Gail answers and informs me they are off on a 'babymoon' we have a laugh about that, I can't believe my daddy called it a babymoon and she tells me the plane should be landing at about 4pm my time so maybe give them an hour before I ring.
Mom rings me as they are in the car from the airport, she knew nothing about it she didn't even know were they were headed till she saw a signpost 'Welcome to Los Cabos' we are laughing and she assures me the consultant was very happy with daddy today and we should have the test results in by Monday or Tuesday, she thinks they are home Sunday night, she will ring me then.
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Monday morning and as I luxuriate in Samuels arms, I hear Monica screaming up the stair "get up A-shh, come on, get up NOW" I turn in Samuels arms saying what's with her" he just shrugs and I climb out of bed pulling my robe on to cover my nakedness and open the door asking "what's wrong Mon, where's the fire" "she looks at me with such sympathy in her eye's my heart almost stops as I think, what! She says "sorry A-sh" and hands me the paper and there on the front page is my mom in a bikini on a beach I turn to page 3 and there are three or four of them both, they are doing nothing wrong she is in daddy's arms his hands are on her bump it's such a private moment between them, I feel devastated for her, I know she will feel violated, I pick the phone up, she isn't answering so I keep trying, by now Samuel has come downstairs and is holding me in his arms as I cry for my mother, eventually daddy answers her phone, saying "sorry princess, mom's rather upset at the moment, Aunt Kate is trying to calm her down" I take a deep breath and say "Daddy I want to come home, just for tonight, please, my next lecture is 2pm tomorrow, please daddy I won't miss anything" I hear him pacing and thinking about it before he says "OK princess I'll call you back with the time the plane will be at the airport for you and anyone who wants to come with you"
Samuel and I are in the car on the way to the airport we sit in silence holding hands and I am struck by what mom said, how would I feel if anyone but Samuel saw me like that and I am almost sick, but I reassure myself the only person that can reference that painting to me is Monica.
It's not long before we are in the air and as soon as the seatbelt light goes out I leave my seat and crawl into Samuels lap where I stay for the rest of the flight until Stephen's disembowelled voice comes through the intercom "we will shortly be descending please put your seatbelts on and remain seated till the engines stop"
Both my parents' are waiting as we come down the steps off the plane and I am hugging mom while Samuel and dad shake hands, we get back to Escala the atmosphere is very subdued mom keeps bursting into tears while dad keeps growling he will kill the fuckers, dad and Samuel go to dads study to see if the injunctions are in place yet while I hold mom as she sobs and say's "his Christmas present is ruined, he won't want to see me like that now" and then she is in floods of tears again.
I think to myself, the bastards, I could tear them limb from limb myself, we spend a very subdued 24 hours with my parents, we didn't even feel like celebrating when daddy's consultant sent an e-mail telling him his is officially in remission and he will see him for more scans in March just to make sure his status remains in remission.
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