Chapter 11: Reviewing the Results

It was more than two weeks before Louise told me, at work, that Don had finished processing all the film from That Night. I had been filled with anticipation for a week or so after our night with the Parkers, but so much time had passed that I had finally pretty much put it out of my mind.

"When can we see them?" I asked Louise.

"Well, it's Wednesday," Louise said. "How about Friday night? Do you have to ask Tad?"

"You know damned well that wild horses couldn't keep Tad away. You'll be lucky if he doesn't come by your house to see them tonight!"

After consulting with Tad, we'd agreed that we'd invite Louise and Don out to a restaurant for dinner Friday night, before going back to their house to see the photographs. We'd gotten two free home-cooked dinners from Louise already, and clearly Don was going to bear the brunt of the expense for these pictures. The least we could do was buy dinner.

Dinner went extremely well, and we eagerly followed Louise and Don to their house afterward.

I think Don was as eager as I was to go over the pictures. "I haven't even shown these to Louise yet," he said. "I wanted all three of you to see them at the same time!... And I took the liberty of making several 8 x 10s without consulting anyone -- I knew these were photos that everyone would like. It doesn't mean we can't select more for enlargement -- I was just, y'know, eager to get started."

We thanked Don and gathered around the kitchen table to see the pictures in the bright light available there.

"These are more or less in chronological order," Don said. "I think they turned out great!"

He was right. The photographs were absolutely sensational. The early photos of me, on the living room couch, were vivid and sexy but understated, almost dignified. I especially loved the carefully posed "snooty" shot where I had my right hand behind my head, looking positively regal, but with my blond pussy clearly on display.

Tad liked that one, too. "That's a candidate for poster-sized," he said.

"Absolutely," Don agreed. "Actually, the ones I've already blown up to 8 x 10 are, for the most part, poster candidates. Look at this one of both of our girls -- taken from the back."

"Oh my God! That's sensational! How many of those poster-type enlargements can we afford?" Tad wanted to know.

"It's tough work, blowing them up, for an amateur like me," Don said. "I think we'll have to settle on maybe a half-dozen -- eight at the most. I can give you lots of 8 x 10s, though. I'll identify for you the ones where the negatives seem to me conducive to being successfully blown up to poster-size. Maybe later on, when you've got more cash, you could get some more of them enlarged, professionally."

"Would that be -- safe?" I asked Don.

"I could help you find someone trustworthy locally," Don said. "I know a guy who's done some color enlargements for us. Remind me to show you those sometime."

"Hey, Don," Tad said immediately, "how about showing us your color enlargements?"

Don laughed. "Absolutely, he said. But remind me again -- a little later!"

We went through all the photographs Don had taken in the living room. All four of us had favorites, and we identified at least eight more to be blown up to 8 x 10 to fulfill the request of one or more of us. Two of these, in addition to the double-butt shot we'd seen earlier, featured both me and Louise. Those extra girl-girl shots had turned out to be surprisingly erotic, even though neither Louise nor I had made any pretense of coming on to each other sexually. "It's the fact that we were so relaxed together," Louise said. "We look hot together in those shots because we weren't pretending anything -- we just had warm feelings for each other and they came through, even though I wasn't getting ready to lick your pussy."