Chapter 9

Saturday, we decided to buy the house with the indoor pool. Sue was ecstatic over the sale. Annette and Beth conspired to help me out with the model issue and asked her to pose nude for me. She agreed and said she would even marry us for a sale of this size. I guess she was making her interest known. It also seemed that she needed the money to finish her degree as she was working part-time as an agent for this reason only. She was also two years older than the rest of us. That made her twenty-one.

We were stuck in the Holiday Inn until we could close on one of the two places. Yes, we took advantage of the diaper service, this time. Then there was all the furniture that needed to be purchased.

All this wasn’t helping our grades any. For the most part, the professors understood. All except the photography instructor, that is. He said I could hand in the work or drop the class and retake it later. That would be an incomplete with a grade of an F at this point. Let’s just say that that wasn’t an option.

Sue really went to bat for us. She got the owners to agree to immediate occupancy of the house, as a rental, until we closed. Thank God she did that because I needed a good place to shoot the project, and the new house was perfect for that. I don’t know why Sue got so involved. I mean she was even picking out furniture and stuff that we were going to buy and had it delivered.

I must admit that the custom super-king-size bed she found, was the cream of her discoveries. Just picture this ... It was a huge custom-sized canopy bed that was big enough for six people to sleep on, in roomy comfort. It fit perfectly in the master bedroom suite. As it turned out, that was the room the bed had been made for. It even included six sets of custom-made sheets. The owners of the house (and the bed) were divorcing, and the wife took all the furniture except the bed. It hadn’t been delivered at the time she left. The store Sue got the bed from was ecstatic to dump the monster and cut us quite a deal on it.

The bed would work out great for the photo shoot. I relented and agreed to use Sue if she was serious. She was and we had the shoot the day after we were able to start living in the house. The wives were all there to make sure I did it right.

They had new cameras, just as I did. That was part of the reason I had been falling so far behind. I’d had to get a new camera since the old one got stolen when our stuff had been thrown out by Jack, the jerk.

The new camera was wonderful all right. It was new and we had bought an assortment of lenses the likes of which we’d never had before. I was in love with the camera and soon found that I was in love with the model as well. Well ... as a model, I mean, of course.

We started with the bedroom scene shots and then moved out to the pool area. Sue was hot. As a model, she could have been a supermodel if she had started to pose when she was a teen.

All was going well, until Sue said, “Ok, guys. I am feeling uncomfortable being the only one nude.”

The wives were naked in a flash. Then they started in on me. What could I do? I stripped and the only problem that came up was that it was obvious that I liked what I saw. I had taken all the shots I needed for the class project when the wives started to pose with Sue. What was I supposed to do? I kept shooting, of course. There is one shot of the three of them, with Sue sandwiched in the middle, and all of them standing holding each other’s breasts from behind. That turned into a classic, is all I am saying at the moment. I guess I shouldn’t have been surprised that things got carried away from there. The shoot turned into a girl-girl X-Rated ‘oh-shit-cock-ache’ session, from all the action I was looking at.

It didn’t take long before Annette had the camera, and I had joined the action. She would later win an erotic prize for the blowjob series she took. It’s amazing how many images you can get at 2.5 frames per second. Oh, and yes, I still remember that blowjob to this day. There are just some things in life you never forget. Like three tongues working their way up and down your shaft at the same time. To make it four, I am sure the girls would need 12-inch-long tongues. I just don’t see how you could get more than three heads together around one cock at the same time. It was indeed memorable.

Sue spent the night with us in the new bed. I was so worn out from the sex at the photo shoot, that all I wanted to do is sleep. Trust me I redeemed myself with a fine morning performance. Sue was also the one that got up and fetched the kids for their moms to feed, in the middle of the night. It all seemed so comfortable. I don’t know how to put it, exactly. Whatever the feeling was, the wives wanted to hold on to it. They conspired to do just that after breakfast on Sunday morning.

I don’t want to sound like I didn’t see this coming, but I actually didn’t see it coming. They called for a corporate vote to be taken on the issue of inviting Sue to join our family. Not that I was against the idea at all, it was more like I had a hard enough time keeping up with the girls, as it was. I was outvoted before I could even vote. What the heck?

I said, “If you two want her, I vote with the majority.”

We invited Sue to join our group that night. She was ecstatic to join us. It seemed she had been fascinated with multiple partner marriages since she was a little girl. To find her dream could become a reality was overwhelming, to say the least. She also somehow managed to get pregnant in the first two days. ‘The pill’ did not work for some reason.

I am sure that The Three Thieves had something to do with that little detail. Of course, the pregnancy wasn’t discovered till after her name was already legally changed. Not that it would have made any difference. Sue wanted to be a mother and experience motherhood as well. I guess she got both at the same time. Somehow, I don’t think that was her plan.

We ended up with the apartment complex as part of the settlement. Seems the old woman was committed to a nursing home. Her son was not a happy camper, to say the least. I found out from The Three Thieves that he had been Annette’s second husband. I had never seen a picture of him and didn’t recognize the name. What can I say, I had been interested in her, not her past husbands the first time through.

Oh ... Sue’s photo shoot got me that ‘A,’ of course. Also, the display in the art department earned me even more recognition as the best photographer in the school. I started getting calls at the house from female students ... excuse me, young ladies ... who wanted to pay me to take naked shots of them. Some were trying to build modeling portfolios, others just wanted to give their boyfriends nude calendars of themselves.

Our house was, of course, the perfect studio. I had a section of the basement turned into a very complete dark room, so I could do all my own work at home. It beat fighting for time in the college’s dark room. Besides, when it came to profiting from my work, it wouldn’t have been right to use the college resources. Strange, I guess when you can afford to do what is right, it’s no big deal to do it. My first time through life, I remembered a few times that I would have just gone ahead and used whatever resources were available.

Back in our hometown, it was lawsuit time again. Jackie’s lawsuits were coming up for trial. Our lawyer pointed out that Jackie didn’t have any money and it would be some time before she would even be able to get a job. We were a bit surprised to find she was sitting in the state prison for women, at the time. Seems she had been having sex with an underage young boy. A fourteen-year-old, to be precise, the lucky bastard. Well ... lucky about the sex that is. He said he wanted to marry her when she got out of prison. Good luck to him. The day she gets together with him again, she will go back to jail. Anyway, no sense running up a legal bill that we will have to pay ourselves.

At the same time, the school system’s wrongful expulsion suit was up too. The school offered a settlement of one million to each of the three of us just to make the case go away. It seems there was no moral clause in compulsory education, after all. Besides, we’d never agreed to any such clause. The FBI also finally returned all our photos and negatives.

We made it through school, and Sue handled the property management very well. That and the other eight rental units we had picked up. This was the year AT&T was broken into ten companies, as well. I did mention I had ten million tied up in AT&T, didn’t I? Now I had some one hundred fifty thousand shares of ten different phone companies. You know what? I should almost pass on the Berkshire Hathaway stock when it becomes available. Then again, maybe not. After all, our great-grandchildren will be taken care of, if I buy it. When it came to the stock end of things it was still my ballgame.

Sue believed she should handle it as she was the one with the business degree. We all sat down and told her the story one day. She didn’t believe a word of it. The Three Thieves did something about that but Sue never said what they had done. I hope they didn’t scare her too badly. From then on, she never questioned a single investment I made. She stuck to the real estate end of the family holdings, an area where I was completely at a loss.

Sue found five more rental places over the next year, and she did well at managing them. I decided that with her expertise, there was just too much money in rental property to be ignored. Sue was put in charge of those investments. She only asked if the funds were available for new acquisitions. I am sure the day will come soon when the rental income will be sufficient in and of itself, to make the acquisitions.

Little James was born to Sue at the same time the two girls came up pregnant for the second time. I had a son, finally. I’d had four girls the first time through. I had my first art gallery opening in town, showing off my work. Shortly thereafter, they showed up with morning sickness.

I was amazed at how much some of the prints brought. Can you believe one of them sold for TEN grand? It was a nude of Beth, breastfeeding Amy in her arms. The title of it was called ‘Bonding’. It was a very powerful shot, and it left the viewer feeling warm and safe when they looked at it.

I had more work than I could handle before I knew it. I became the most popular photographer in our college town. Heck, one couple had me shoot them nude for their college graduation pictures. They were a weird couple, let me tell you. I have never had such a challenge. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find complimentary angles for a couple that weighed three hundred pounds each? I did mention I was paid to do it, didn’t I?