Laying in the shallow water, on her back surrounded by the smooth pebbles, eyes closed, head turned, arms crossed above her head.

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Looking straight down the lens, hair dripping, head turned ever so slightly, the bright pink pigment on the lily flower reacting to the artificial light, her eyes glancing sideways.

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�Sit down in the water for me, so all I can see is your head, look straight at me,� I requested, allowing her to move into the center of the small lake where it was at it�s deepest whilst I got myself into a photographers mindset, my fingers itching to snap away at her already. My trousers were already getting wet but it didn�t matter as I wadded until I was about 20 meters away from her, waiting till she was comfortable. Adjusting the focus I depressed my finger on the button and captured her expressionless face.

�Walk back to me a little so it looks like your rising up out of the water, stop when your waist deep,� I was gaining confidence, I knew she�d do as I asked and the freedom was already starting to strengthen my confidence in what I was doing. I moved a little to the side, taking a quick shot as she strode through the water, the droplets falling off her soft flesh, tumbling down the valley of her breasts, over her slightly cold nipples. Looking through the lens I could hide my wide eyes, hide the fact I was totally blown away. Then she turned, looking shyly, optimistically, waiting for me to take her picture, her upper body twisted to face me, her head turning to look over her shoulder, the white bikini bottom catching the light of one of the side lights shining across the dark water.

�Take it off,�

His voice was strong, adamant and believable, his motions for me to dis-guard the white garment were confident.

�You don�t think you should take some more with it on? Let me stand by the light for you, let it catch the glare so it can reflect up on my face, trust me,� I walked up to him, watching him carefully as he let go of the camera, letting the strap around his neck take the weight. I could tell he was in his element and that gave me an over-whelming satisfaction knowing that I�d already gone someway to helping this open and, already creative man, become even more of an imaginative cacophony before my very eyes. It didn�t matter I was starting to feel a little chilled, or that my hair was falling down out of it�s neat twist in damp clumps, it was all part of the purpose.

�No, trust ME,� he emphasized, standing a few feet away, smiling positively gesturing for me to loose the material. Understanding it wasn�t my place to tell him what he should be doing, I was simply just a focal point, I did as he asked, pulled the ties on the sides and balled up the cloth, throwing it over with his stuff as I�d left mine hidden round the other side, over by the conifer trees. I just stood facing him as he furrowed his brow and scratched his head, his eyes glancing at me before flittering off around the expanse of the chine, deciding what to do with his muse next.

�Come here, towards me,� he hushed, out stretching his hand for me to take. He looked at me honestly with not a hint of lust or sexual frustration in his eyes, no sign from his body that his hormones couldn�t handle seeing a naked blonde girl, shivering slightly from the naturally cool water with no flirting happening between us. I was sure he was aroused, but in a controlled and professional way. No doubt he�s had plenty of naked girls throw themselves at him time after time, so much so it�s now become old hat.

I took his hand, feeling the slight calluses of his finger tips as he walked me over to one of the largest rocks nearer the edge of the large hollow cove, right at the side of the waterfall, the water spitting and bouncing off as it hit the stoic lake below. It was damp and a little slippery, but he sat me down, not caring if he got partly soaked in the process, kneeling a little in the shallow water right at the base of the rock looking straight at me. I followed his hand as he reached up, tugging the water lily flower from my dying hairstyle, holding the beautiful flower in the palm of his hand. With his free hand he removed the grip that held the last section of hair up, letting my drenched wavy hair tumble down, his hand running through it as he brought it down over my shoulders to wear it fell down to just over my nipples, catching some of the falling droplets of the river in his hands so he could run his hands over my breasts, sticking the hair over them like a blanket. He bit his lip whilst doing this, thought going into his actions as he tried to duplicate the image he must hold in his head putting it into reality before him.

�Lay back for me,� there was just the slightest crack in his voice, but he looked me square in the eye, softening his request sweetly so I did as I was told, feeling his hand on my knee, bending it slightly and letting my leg rest on top of the other, tucked up under me. He was slightly hesitant as he placed the water lily flower over my womanhood protectively, only a twinge of hesitation radiated from his otherwise coping body. His eyes darted to my arms, placing them in a Jesus prayer position, turning my cheek lightly to let me nestle into the position.

�Shut your eyes and dream,� he whispered, smiling lightly , stepping back a couple of steps and taking his camera back in his hands, hiding behind the instrument as I just laid there, in a provocative and insinuating position but so beautifully perfect, I wondered if he had any limitations on his creative wants. When he�d taken his snaps, I let him move me however he wished, I was his muse, a photographical puppet- and I was wrong to worry about doing this for him, he was no threat to me in anyway. But despite this whole stubborn independence of mine in which no one was allowed in my bubble but me, part of me wanted to understand him and why he was so open with me, why this was all being shared with me- why he was so keen to learn from me. Could I let myself make the exception, or will it only lead to trouble for me and my perfect, single world?

If it hadn�t been for concert upon concert, I wouldn�t have been able to act any restraint from the point I told her to lose her bikini bottoms. Lord knows she was attractive, but there wasn�t just that. I think I�ve been over everything about her in my mind since I first turned round to see her this evening.

Laying on her stomach in the shallow water, her toned behind and slender back doused with the slight spray of the fall, her head resting on her folded arms.

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Standing amongst the willow trees, legs slightly crossed covering herself, her hands cupped together holding the water lily in her hands, her gaze fixed on the bright pigments.

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�Okay, I�ve saved the best till last. Walk over to the waterfall for me, just stand in front of it in the center, so the night lights will splay across you,� I had left this particular idea right until the very end with good reason because I knew that there would be one too many hormones let loose for me to think straight and the last thing I needed was Season loosing all respect for me just because I couldn�t control my hard on at the sight of her naked body. If I�m honest, there�s been one time in this past week I grew hard simply racking my brains trying to understand if there would be anyway after tonight she would allow herself a friend. But why should she change for me? There was no charm I could work to make her understand she had something I craved and she could teach me how to achieve it, but she�d have to let me get to know her, step into the realms of friendship.

�I want you to walk back slowly under the veil of water, looking straight at me and I�ll get what I need,� she nodded with a faint smile, her curly hair spiralling into bundles of goldilocks curls all springy and bouncy like she belonged on the good ship lollypop. I swallowed positively and got ready to capture the sight before me, her naked body glistening with a thousand beads of water as she stepped back slowly, disappearing under the sheet of water almost instantly. I�d got what I needed and it was safe to say �that�s a rap� although god knows I wish I could just photograph her and a million other things forever.

Setting my camera down over by my stuff, I proceeded to wade through the waters, approaching the waterfall where I could see her standing on the ledge of the cove, waiting patiently for me to tell her what to do next. Considering I was as drenched as she was by now, I walked through the fall, enjoying the refreshing burst of cool water dousing my head, matting my hair down like I was in the shower.

�Season I don�t know how to thank you,� I spluttered, handing her the white material of her bikini I had swiped as I set my camera down.

�You don�t have to thank me, it was simply a muse for a muse,� she smiled, brushing my hand as she took the garment back, setting about covering herself up before conversation outside of the �photo shoot� became awkward.

�But you dreamt up this whole thing, you went the whole hog just to let me have a go at being a photographer for an hour, not nearly enough girls are as understanding,�

�It�s something I�m used to, it�s all part of the creative cycle, besides you are a photographer, not just a brainless kid pretending to play at it, not anyone could have taken the offering of an idea and adjusted and manipulated it to how they required, it takes an imaginative mind to do that Taylor, be proud of yourself,� she finished tying the sides of her bottoms before she looked up to me, stepping off the ledge carefully, approaching me whilst the noise of the falling water filled the silence.

�So what�s next in the creative cycle? Is this the part where you�ve paid me back for my services then you take off and I never see you again?�

�I know what your getting at,�

�Season, I�m not trying to pester you, all I want is for more opportunities like that, for a chance to understand what life is like, why you choose to shut everyone out. I want to be able to help you and you to be able to help me, I�m asking for nothing more that that,� all of a sudden words of praise about what had just happened disintegrated and my words of want came tumbling out before I had any chance to vet them.

�I�m no more interesting or creative as you are. We just live in different ways, that�s the only thing, look inside of you and you�ll find the same life make-up as I have,� she replied sweetly, wringing her hair out carefully as looked at her in pure awe.

�No there is something different I don�t have but I want to understand, I think, for a change I am star struck and I can�t think of what to say, you just leave me with my mouth hanging open in shock that you live in such away that it�s only you and no one else and despite the challenges you may face you never lean on anyone. I�ve never met anyone like you and I just want the chance to say that once I knew a girl the total opposite from me, who helped me to find inspiration,�

And there was the silence. The silence that followed when you know you�ve said too much.

Once more his truths were scaring me slightly with their raw honesty, but this time I could hear the reasoning for them. If only he knew how much I could say the same about him, I wanted to know why he was so open and delve in deeper but things held me back. Was is the bullying in 6th grade that made me decide that life was better lived on my own, there was no one to offend or upset that way. Or was it Derek leaving me after I foolishly let a man into my life for an entire year, deciding that I could allow myself one outsider because he professed to love me. I should have known better when he left me for another woman, that saying he loved me was just like saying to Hitler he was my best friend, a bunch of frightening and scary crap.

Taylor desired a friendship, not love but it had the same merits. Looking at him standing there drenched it hurt to even think about denying him that friendship. Could he have the capacity to hurt me as a friend?

�Let me just�,� he started, closing the gap between us. I looked at him expectantly whilst he found the courage to look me in the eye. When he did I wasn�t quite expecting what I got.