Baseball (Dawn Does All the Bases)

Part 10: Just a Bit Outside

Dawn dropped her bag on the floor in Kevin’s room. He had a couple of drop cloths. He spread one out on the floor and another across his bed. Dawn could see that they were flecked with paint that matched the living room walls downstairs. She wrapped her arms around Kevin and kissed him. “So your parents are going to be gone for the rest of the day?”

“Yep.” said Kevin. “Some sort of fundraiser at the hospital. Won’t be back till late.”

“So what do we do now?”

“First, we get undressed.” said Kevin.

Dawn smiled, and started to unbutton his shirt. “And then what?”

“Then we screw like bunnies.”

“Okay, but what does that have to do with painting me?”

“It will be essential to my concentration.” said Kevin. “If we don’t do that first, I won’t have enough blood going to my brain to think properly. It is already feeling deprived.”

Dawn pulled off his shirt. “Sure you don’t mean ‘depraved.’”

“That too.” Kevin pulled Dawn’s top up over her head, and started on the buttons of her jeans.

Dawn kicked off her shoes while she unzipped Kevin’s fly. She felt his hand going into her panties, and started to back toward the bed. She fell onto it and lifted her feet up. Kevin took hold of the cuffs of her pants and pulled while she pushed them down off her hips. Kevin kept pulling until they came all the way off, and then crawled onto the bed with her. He kissed her while she pushed his pants down off his hips and then she rolled him over onto his back. She sat up and finished pulling off his pants and underwear.

Dawn paused for a moment, kneeling between Kevin’s legs, and then she dove down on him. She grabbed his cock in her hand and pulled it into her mouth. “Oh god!” breathed Kevin as she sucked and pumped him with her hand. He reached down and held her head between his hands.

Dawn closed her eyes and concentrated on the feel of Kevin’s cock in her mouth, feeling it grow even harder as she sucked it. She put her hand around his balls and felt them drawing up against his body.

“Oh god that feels good!” said Kevin. “Like that…oh yeah. *Ooohhh yeah!*” His groan warned Dawn he was about to come, so she was ready when his semen flooded her mouth. She slowed her pace, but continued to pump his cock with her hand, and suck with her mouth, milking all of it out of him.

Dawn slowly crawled up along Kevin’s body, licking him as she came. He smiled. She really reminded him of a cat when she did this, which was one of the things that made him choose what he was planning to paint.

Dawn eventually reached his mouth, and they kissed. Their tongues got reacquainted with each other, like they hadn’t touched for weeks, instead of five minutes.

Kevin unhooked Dawn’s bra, and rolled her over onto her back. He kissed his way down her body they way she had come up his. He pulled the bra away from her breasts, and spent some time reintroducing them to his lips and tongue. He moved on down, and pulled off her panties. Dawn spread her legs, and he saw the string for her tampon. He took it in his hand and slowly pulled it out of her. He sat up on the edge of the bed, dropped it in the trash, and reached for a condom.

Dawn sat up behind Kevin and took the condom away from him. She opened the packet while he reached for the lube. She held the condom while he put the lube into it. She rolled it down over his penis.

Kevin turned and kissed Dawn. He slowly pushed her back down onto the bed, kissing her mouth, licking her neck and nibbling on her ears. His hands surrounded her breasts, genstrostroking them, and then he was in her.

Kevin moved slowly at first, using long strokes. He almost pulled himself all the way out of Dawn before thrusting into her again. He let her set the pace with her legs wrapped around his waist. He felt her tightening around him and she raised the tempo, making him shorten his strokes to keep up the rhythm she was demanding until she came.

Kevin kissed Dawn as he stayed inside her. They returned to the longer slower rhythm. He slowed it down even more, holding his orgasm off, and then speeding up again. He repeated the cycle over and over until he felt Dawn was ready again. This time he didn’t hold back and he was rewarded by her convulsing around him as she cried out her orgasm. He was coming too a few hard thrusts later.

Kevin continued to slowly move himself in Dawn while his erection subsided, until he was too soft to go on. He eased himself out, and lay beside her. He slid the hand he’d used to hold the condom up across her belly, to her breast. He noticed that his fingers left a streak of red across her skin. “This is a little messier than usual.”

Dawn looked down at herself, and the red on his fingers. “Um, yeah. I think we should get cleaned up a little.”

“Let me.” Kevin reached for the box of Kleenex on the table beside his bed, and pulled out a few sheets. He used them to wipe between Dawn’s legs. She took some of her own and wiped off Kevin. After the initial cleaning was completed they got off the bed and went to the bathroom to do a more thorough job, and Kevin had Dawn clean off all her makeup too.

They returned to Kevin’s room and he started laying out his paints and brushes on his desk. He returned to the bathroom to get water that he used to fill several small plastic tubs.

Dawn was pinning her hair up on top of her head. “You still haven’t told me what you’re going to paint. You can’t keep it secret much longer.”

“I could blindfold you while I worked.” said Kevin. “And I’m going to be doing your back first anyway.”

“Come on, Kevin! Time to spill!”

“Alright.” Kevin opened his desk drawer and pulled out a manilla folder. He started to lay out the pages from it on his desk. He started out with pictures of cats. Big cats.

“Lions and tigers and leopards, oh my!” said Dawn.

“And cheetahs and jaguars.” said Kevin. “They’re going to be the main models. Jaguar style spots for your back, arms and legs, and cheetah style markings for your front and face.” The next few pages showed water coloured sketches of Dawn, covered in jaguar spots, and a drawing of her face, with cheetah markings.

“You’ve been thinking about this a lot.” said Dawn.

“Every chance I can get.” Kevin laid out a couple more sheets on which he’d painted some tests of different spot patterns.

Dawn looked at the latest sheets. “But you just got the paint today.”

“Those are acrylics, not really suitable for painting skin.” Kevin picked up his camera from off his book shelves. “Now how about some ‘before’ pictures?”

Dawn slapped her arms across her breasts as Kevin snapped the first picture. “Kevin! I look terrible like this!”

“No, you look beautiful like that.” Kevin walked around to take pictures of her back too. “You always look beautiful.”

“I’m going to delete those pictures!”

“That is your right.” Kevin put his camera back on the shelf, and started to mix his paint.

Kevin started at the nape of Dawn’s neck, and painted down her back using a light reddish gold paint on a sponge brush, darker along her spine, and gradually lightening as he moved out to the sides. Dawn held up her arms as he painted around her side, continuing the colour to the sides of her breasts.

“You’re sure this stuff washes off?” asked Dawn.

“Little late to be asking that, don’t you think?” asked Kevin. He smiled and picked up one of the bottles off his desk and handed it to her. “Read the label for yourself.”

“‘Smudge resistant. las lasting. Easily removed with soap and water.’ I guess we’ll probably be testing two of those three.”

Kevin kissed her. “At least.” He put the bottle back on his desk, and went to work painting her arms and shoulders with the same reddish gold tones he’d used on her back. He continued to paint her legs with it too, leaving her inner thighs uncovered.

Kevin switched to white paint, with a touch of gold in it too. He painted an hour glass shaped blaze down Dawn’s front. It flared out across her breasts, narrowed at her waist and flared out again at her hips. He used his fingers to blend the white into the gold at the transition.

Dawn noticed that Kevin was spending a lot of time working on the transition across her breasts. Her nipples were fully erect. She looked down at Kevin’s crotch, and saw that he was fully erect too. “So, how’s your concentration?” she asked. “Need something to help it?”

“Soon I think.” said Kevin. “There’s a real test for it coming.” He moved some of his paints to the floor, and sat down in front of her. “Could you spread your legs a bit, please?”

“Yes, sir.” Dawn giggled as she complied, and Kevin brought his brush up and started to apply the white paint to her inner thighs. Dawn’s knees quivered a bit as the brush touched her.

“You have to stand still.” said Kevin.

“I’m trying to!” said Dawn. “It isn’t easy you know.”

“I can imagine.” Fortunately Dawn’s knees steadied as Kevin painted down toward them. When he was done he stood up again. “Now, you have to keep your legs apart for a couple of minutes while that dries, and then we’re done phase one.” He wiped his hands on a cloth, and picked up his camera again. “Now for some ‘during’ pictures.”

This time Dawn didn’t try to cover herself up as Kevin took the pictures. She even posed a bit for him. Once he had her photographed from all angles he put the camera back down. “You know, this really isn’t a good setting for pictures. I think we should take the final ones somewhere else.”

Dawn could see that Kevin was getting nervous about what he was saying. “Where did you have in mind?” she asked.

“Well, a better option would be the rec room.” said Kevin. “The curtains, or the fireplace would make a good background.”

“Yes they would.” said Dawn. “And considering how much naked time we’ve spent down there, I don’t see why asking about *that* option would make you nervous. What’s the *best* option?”

“Um…there’s a back corner of the yard that’s pretty sheltered.” said Kevin. “Between the hedges, and the fence, and a couple of trees you can’t really see it from any of the neighbours’ yards. The shrubs would make a great background for a jungle cat.”

“Outside.” said Dawn.

“Yes, the back yard is outside.”

“And what do you mean by ‘can’t really see it?’”

“Well, it’s possible to see it from a couple of places, but we can make sure that there’s no one there before we start.”

Dawn knew the spot Kevin meant. They’d spent some time there already, making out. It was pretty private. There was a problem with it though. “There’s a lot of exposed ground between there and the house.”

“You can wear my bathrobe.” said Kevin.

“I’ll have to think about it.” said Dawn.

“Think away.” Kevin went back to his desk. “Ready to start phase two?”

“What’s phase two?” asked Dawn.

“Spots.” said Kevin.

Dawn looked down at his cock. “I think we need to work on your concentration first.” She got down on her knees. “Come here.”

“Yes ma’am!” Kevin came to her, and she took hold of his cock. She licked her way around it before she pulled it into her mouth. She kept one hand on his cock while she sucked him, and moved the fingers of her other hand down to her clit. Dawn figured that her sex and her fingers were just about the only parts of her that weren’t covered with paint. She fingered herself while she sucked on Kevin. It didn’t take her long to make him come.

Dawn licked a path up Kevin’s stomach and chest as she stood up. She had to resist the urge to rub her whole body against him too. She used her hands to hold herself off. Once her mouth had reached his Kevin’s hand took over on her sex, moving his fingers between her clit and her labia, with a slow gentle rhythm. Dawn wanted to wrap her whole body around him but she held herself off. The points of contact were limited to their mouth’s, her hands on his chest, and the fingers of Kevin’s hand on her sex while his other held the back of her head. With the contact limited to such small areas the sensations there seemed to be especially intense.

Dawn shuddered as she came, and her knees nearly buckled. Kevin caught her and held her against him until she’d recovered enough to stand on her own again. She pushed back a bit, and looked down at herself. “Hmm…It is smudge resistant.”

“Somewhat.” Kevin walked around her, doing a full inspection. “I think we need to do a little touchup on the knees, but other than that…You look good.”

Kevin put on some music before he went back to his paints. He used smaller brushes this time, and a variety of black, brown, and reddish gold paints to paint jaguar spots down Dawn’s back. He started out with fairly large ones, three or four inches across on her shoulders, and gradually reduced the size as he moved down her back, and around her sides. He hummed along with the music as he painted. He got down on his knees, and kept going, painting the spots across her rump, and down the backs of her legs as far as her knees.

Kevin got back to his feet. “I’ll be right back.” he told Dawn, and left the room. When he came back he was carrying a wooden chair. “I need you on a pedestal.”

Kevin held Dawn’s hand while she stepped up onto the chair, and then resumed painting her legs, and feet. He finished off by painting each toe nail gold.

Kevin had Dawn stay standing on the chair while he painted around her pubic hair, blending between its dark brown, and the whites and reddish golds he had painted the areas around it. When she got down off the chair he had her sit, and spread her legs, so he could paint the outer lips of her labia to match. He took the opportunity to paint black spots across the white of her inner thighs. He used a dry brush to give them a texture that looked like fur…and also had Dawn giggling as it tickled her.

The same black spots got painted on the white blaze across Dawn’s stomach and chest. Kevin started at the bottom, working his way up. He paused and thought a bit when he got to her breasts. He was tempted to put two black spots, right over her areoles, but decided that was too obvious. He wanted the paint to distract the eye from Dawn’s nakedness. He worked the pattern of spots so that none of them actually covered the nipple of either breast. Those stayed painted white. Kevin knew that with the right lighting they should almost disappear completely—assuming he could come up with some way to get Dawn to relax them a bit.

Dawn saw Kevin’s smile. “What’s so amusing about my tits?”

“I was just wondering if there was a way for you to…you know…unstiffen your nipples.”

“Not while you’re here in front of me, and tickling me with that brush.”

“I guess I’ll just have to suffer.” Kevin resumed painting. The side of his mouth quirked up. As he suspected, telling Dawn about the problem had only made it worse.

When he was finished with the blaze Kevin resumed painting jaguar spots across the fronts of Dawn’s shoulders and down along her arms and hands. Her finger nails were painted gold to match her toes.

Kevin stepped back and got his camera again. He walked around her, taking pictures and examining his work so far. Dawn was looking even better than he’d hoped. “This is looking great!” he told her. “Just your face to go, and we’re done!”

Kevin extended the white blaze from Dawn’s chest up along her neck and face. He blended it through darkening golds to browns that matched her hairline, leaving only the areas immediately surrounding her eyes and her lips uncovered. He painted rows of black spots down her forehead and on her cheeks. He added the cheetah’s tear lines from the corners of her eyes, down beside her nose, to the corners of her mouth.

He stepped back to look at her again. “Just a couple more touches and we’re done!” He picked up Dawn’s makeup bag, his finest brush, and the bottle of gold paint. “Come on. We’ll finish up in the bathroom.”

Kevin led Dawn down the hall and through the bathroom door. Then he stepped aside so he didn’t block her view of the full length mirror on the closet door there. He turned around to watch her reaction.

Dawn stopped and her eyes went wide. “Oh, my!” This view gave her a completely different perspective oat Kat Kevin had been painting than what she’d been able to see looking down at herself. “That’s wonderful!” She started twisting herself around so she could get a look at her back.

“Not quite done yet.” Kevin put Dawn’s makeup bag down on the counter. “I don’t know how to use this stuff, so I want you to finish the eyes. You should be able to blend the gold eye shadow into the surrounding colours, and gold lipstick too.”

“Okay, I think I can do that.” Dawn started digging through her makeup for the items she’d need. She leaned toward the mirror and started to apply it. She saw Kevin take his little brush and his bottle of gold paint, and kneel down behind her. She felt the brush touch lightly on her ass. “What are you doing?”

Kevin pulled his brush away, in anticipation of a sudden movement. “Signing my work.”

Dawn spun around. “*What?*”

“Every work of art should be signed,” said Kevin, “and this is the best thing I’ve ever done. Don’t worry, I’m not taking all the credit. Your name’s going down here too.”

Dawn looked at him in disbelief for a while before she turned back to the mirror and went back to work on her eye makeup. “But no one else is ever going to see it.”

Kevin kept the brush back. “Don’t worry. I’ll make sure to get a nice closeup of it in one of the photos.”

This time Dawn stayed still. She actually frozr a r a moment before she went back to work on her eyes. “No one’s going to see that photo either.”

Kevin smiled. “We’ll see.” He resumed painting his name in gold along the edge of one of her spots, where you really wouldn’t notice it if you didn’t know to look closely there. He painted Dawn’s name along a spot on the otheeek.eek.

Dawn was finishing up her lipstick when Kevin was done signing their names. He paused to inspect the job she’d done. “Outstanding! Now we just have to do your hair, and we’re done.”

“That’s the third time you’ve said there was just one more thing, ‘and we’re done.’” said Dawn. She started pulling at the pins holding her hair up.

“What I tell you three times is true.” said Kevin. “The hair really and truly is the last last thing.” He watched it fall down around Dawn’s shoulders. He frowned and reached out his hand to stop Dawn from reaching for her brush. “I’m thinking maybe we leave it messy…wild.”

Dawn turned and looked at herself in the mirror. She shook her head. “No. I’m a cat. Cats are neat. No self respecting cat would allow her hair to look like that.”

“You’re right.” Kevin handed her the brush. “Go ahead.” He turned to leave the bathroom.

“Where are you going?” asked Dawn.

“To get the camera.” said Kevin. “The bathroom has the best light for closeups of your face.

Dawn was just about done brushing her hair when Kevin got back. He snapped a couple of quick pictures of her while she was doing that before he moved in to get closeup shots of her face. He made sure to get pictures of their names too.

“Have you decided about where to take the final pictures yet?” asked Kevin.

“Let’s at least take a look at outside.” said Dawn. “See just how private that corner really is.”

“Terrific!” said Kevin. “Come on.” They went back to his room and he got his tattered green terry cloth bathrobe out of his cupboard for her. He held it while she carefully put it on, being careful not to rub too much.

Kevin checked his camera. “I think we should upload the pictures we’ve already got to your computer first. I’m almost full.”

“Aht.&ht.” Dawn pulled her iBook out of its bag, and set it down on a spot on Kevin’s desk that he hastily cleared painting supplies away from. They plugged his camera into it and uploaded all its pictures into iPhoto. Dawn immediately deleted all of the ‘before’ pictures. She almost deleted the final two pictures of her butt too, but after a second thought she left them.

Kevin had pulled on his pants while she was doing the first pass through the photos. They went down to the rec room, and out the back door into the yard.

Dawn went to the back corner and looked around. It *was* a private spot. A hedge of bushes blocked them off from the neighbour on one side, and the neighbour to the back. The other side of the lot had a high privacy fence along it. Dawn knew that there was a swimming pool on the other side of it. A large tree blocked the view from the upstairs windows of the house on that side too. Dawn walked around, mapping out just where the ‘safe’ zone was. She stepped well back from its edge, and dropped the robe to the ground. “Okay, shoot.”

Kevin smiled. “Yes ma’am.” He raised the camera and started taking pictures. He started with several of her just standing. He moved around to get the best lighting angle and background bushes and had Dawn turn so he could get photos of all sides. They moved on to get some action shots, starting with Dawn creeping along the ground on her hands and feet, as if she were stalking something—Kevin wanted her to keep her knees off the grass at first, he wasn’t sure what it would do to the paint.

Kevin moved back, adjusted the camera to its maximum zoom, and had Dawn resume her stalk from the farthest corner of her safe zone toward him. Then he asked her to pounce.

“What?” asked Dawn.

“Pounce.” said Kevin. “Make like there’s a rabbit you want to eat right there in front of you, and pounce on it.”

“Okay.” said Dawn. She pounced toward him, and almost fell flat on her face when she landed before she caught herself.

Kevin moved toward her as she picked herself up. “You alright?”

“Fine.” Dawn carefully brushed bits of grass away from her knees and forearms, where they’d hit the ground. She inspected the paint for damage. She couldn’t see any. “You *sure* this stuff washes off?”

“All the labels say so.” said Kevin. He held up his hands. “And see, I got it all off these.”

Dawn tried some more stalking and pouncing, leaping around the back corner of the yard after imaginary bunnies until Kevin was laughing too hard to take more pictures. He lay back on the grass to recover while Dawn spread his robe on the grass and sat down on it beside him.

Kevin lay there looking up at Dawn for a while, enjoying the dappled sunlight through the leaves of the tree on her skin. “Don’t move.” He reached for his camera.

The first picture was of Dawn smiling down at him, silhouetted against the sky. He moved back a bit, taking more pictures. He started to move around her.

Dawn turned her head to follow him, but he told her not to. He had her look away to catch her profile. He kept moving around her and shooting. Something about her looked familiar.

“/The Little Mermaid/!” he suddenly blurted out.

“What?” asked Dawn.

“/The Little Mermaid/ sculpture in Copenhagen harbour. That’s just the way she’s sitting.”

Kevin completed his circuit around Dawn, and moved in for some more closeups. A couple of pictures later the camera beeped. Kevin looked at it. “Oh, darn. It’s full.”

“That’s okay.” said Dawn. “I think we have enough now.”

Kevin smiled. “Yeah, I guess we do.” He sat beside Dawn, put his arms around her and kissed her. “And now we can find out just how smudge resistant this stuff is.”

Dawn kissed Kevin back. They sat together holding each other and kissing until Kevin’s hand moved to her breast. Dawn pulled back a bit. “Um, I’m okay risking that someone getsook ook at me out here painted up like this, but *not* with them watching us make love.”

“You’re right.” said Kevin. “Let’s get back to my bedroom.”

They stood up together and Dawn picked up Kevin’s robe after they got off it. She didn’t put it on though. She carried it in her hands as she walked back to the house. Kevin raised his eyebrows a bit before he followed her.

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Kevin lay with Dawn on his bed. His hand guided the nipple of her breast into his mouth. He ran his tongue around it, and pulled away. “Yuck. Not the best tasting stuff in the world.”

Dawn laughed. “At least we know it comes off now.”

“Huh?” Kevin ran the back of his hand across his mouth, and saw white streaks get left behind on it. He looked down at the nipple he had sucked and saw the brown of Dawn’s areole through the white paint. “So it does. I hope I don’t have to lick it all off though.”

“Fun as that sounds…I think it would take too long.” said Dawn.

“Fun for you.” Kevin kissed Dawn and pressed his tongue, that he could still taste the paint on, into her mouth. She pulled away and made a face. “See. It tastes…like chalk.”

Dawn smiled. “Maybe the other colours taste better.”

“I’m not going to find out.”

“I won’t force you.” Dawn pushed Kevin over onto his back and straddled him. “At least, not to lick me.” She grabbed his cock and guided it into her. She pressed herself down on it and leaned forward to kiss him.

Kevin’s arms surrounded Dawn as she moved herself against him. She kept rocking her hips while she kissed him and then she pulled her mouth away from him and sat up straight, still riding his cock. Kevin’s hands moved down to grip the tops of her thighs.

Dawn leaned back down to kiss Kevin again. She tightened her hold on him with her thighs and rolled over onto her back, pulling him with her. Kevin pushed himself up on his arms and looked down at Dawn as he thrust into her. He watched her face and felt her tensing. He slowed down a little, knowing that he just had to last little longer…

Dawn convulsed and screamed as they came together. Kevin lowered himself and kissed her as he made his last few strokes into her and then they lay still again.

Kevin rolled off Dawn when they were both breathing normally again. He sat up beside her, and looked down at her. He ran a finger down her dappled chest. “I really did make quite a jungle cat.”

Kevin looked at Dawn’s breasts. Some of the paint had been rubbed off them. His eyes moved on down, appraising the damage done to the paint on other parts of her body. It seemed to be pretty much intact, except for her breasts, and the insides of her thighs. “I estimate that we got rid of about half of one percent of your paint. At this rate, and the rate we’ve been making love, it’ll take about three months to get you clean… Might have to try some interesting positions to get to the hard to reach spots.”

Dawn reached up, and rubbed her hand across his chest. She smiled. “Six months. We seem to have transferred half of it to you.”

Kevin looked down at himself. He had paint smeared across his chest and hips. “Maybe we can speed the process up by using the shower.”

“Worth a try.”

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Hot water, soap and a soft bath brush quickly removed the paint from Dawn’s skin. The water ran grey and brown as it washed down the drain. Kevin started with her face and a wash cloth, but switched to the brush when he got to her chest. He kept the wash cloth for her nipples and other sensitive areas. He worked his way all the way down her bodyrubbrubbing as he went. Dawn slowly turned herself around so he cleaned her in a spiral pattern that ended with him cleaning the last traces of paint from between her toes.

Kevin slowly stood again, running his tongue across her skin while Dawn soaked her hair under the shower. He had to stop when soapy water from her shampoo started to run down her too. He waited, holding her until she was done.

When Dawn was done rinsing her hair she held up a condom wrapper between her fingers and smiled at Kevin.

“Now where did you hide *that* one?” asked Kevin. Dawn seemed to be able to produce the things from nowhere like magic. He thought about some of the things he’d learned over the past month. Maybe it *was* magic.

Dawn just smiled. “Guess.” She ripped it open, and rolled it down over him. She kissed him and then turned away. She pressed her back against him.

Kevin’s hands held her breasts and his lips caressed her shoulder and neck. He slowly rubbed his cock against her backside. His hand slid down across her belly and his fingers slipped into the folds between her legs. He held and caressed Dawn with his hands and lips until she was nearly ready to come. Then he had her lean forward, supporting herself against the shower wall. She raised herself up onto her toes so he could enter her.

Kevin’s first thrust nearly lifted Dawn right off her feet. “Oh, fuck me!” she gasped as he thrust into her again. “Fuck me! Fuck me! *Fuck Me! Fuck Me!* **Fuck me! AAAAHH!**”

Kevin groaned as he pounded into her, and then he slowed, taking a few more slow strokes as they both recovered from their orgasms. Dawn straightened up, and Kevin wrapped her in his arms. She turned her face toward his and kissed him.

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Dawn sat with her legs crossed on Kevin’s bed and her iBook in front of her. He sat behind her, his arms and legs around her, and his chin resting on her shoulder. They were looking at the pictures he’d taken. Dawn had already deleted most of the first batch showing her partially painted body, but she kept some of them. She came to the final couple of photos from the first batch, showing her butt with their names painted on it. At first glance they seemed to blend naturally into the edges of her spots. She selected the pictures, and reached out for the ‘delete’ key.

Kevin’s fingers moved down her b, an, and lightly stroked her clit. A signal Dawn had come to learn meant he was about to argue with her choice of pictures to delete. “I like those.”

“They’re pictures of my ass.” said Dawn.

“It’s a very beautiful ass.” said Kevin. “And look at how the light and shadow enhance the curves. And it really shows the colours and textures of the paint. It almost looks like real fur. And we really do need a record of the signatures.”

“In that case…” Dawn selected the area around Kevin’s signature and zoomed in on it. “…if we crop it to that you can still see your signature, and the colours and textures and everything.”

“But we lose the curves.” said Kevin. His fingers kept diddling her clit.

“Oh, all right!” said Dawn. She had yet to lose an argument when he started doing that. Fortunately he seemed to save it for the pictures that he knew she was sitting on the fence about.

There had only been a couple of pictures that Kevin had wanted to delete, that Dawn didn’t. They were the ones taken while she was brushing her hair. Kevin hadn’t noticed that he was reflected in all his naked glory in the closet mirror behind her when he was taking them. She had finally agreed to crop him out of the pictures…mainly because they really weren’t very good photos of him. He had the camera up blocking his face.

They moved on to the photos taken in the back yard. Kevin was pleased that Dawn was keeping most of these. She had deleted a couple of the ‘pouncing’ photos, mainly because she thought she looked ridiculous in them, but she’d kept a couple that really did look like she was in mid leap after something.

They came to a picture of her crouching on the grass, and she reached for the ‘delete’ key.

“Wait.” said Kevin, but he didn’t move his hand down to diddle her. He knew what she was objecting too.

“Oh come on!” said Dawn. “You can totally see my twat!”

“I know,” said Kevin, “but it’s a beautiful picture.”

“You think so, because you like my twat!” said Dawn. “I mean really…” she zoomed in on the flash of pink visible between her legs. “…you can even see I’ve got a tampon in!”

“I know.” Kevin reached out to the laptop’s track pad, and zoomed the photo back out. He reached out and placed his finger over the offending patch of pink. “But the rest of it is a *beautiful* picture too.”

Kevin pulled his hands back from the computer, and held her. Dawn noticed that he wasn’t diddling her the way he usually did during their previous disagreements. He wanted her to think abut this one. “But—”

“Photoshop.” said Kevin.

“What?” asked Dawn.

“Photoshop.” said Kevin. Now he did start to diddle her. “We can make your twat go away.” He pushed his fingers farther down along her labia. “From the picture anyway, wouldn’t want to do that to the real one.”

Kevin started to make the tuneless humming noises that Dawn had come to recognise as a sign that he was thinking hard about something. She waited until they died down a bit. “What?” she asked.

“Something that just occurred to me.”

“What?”

“Well, you know how the internet is full of fake nudes of celebrities that people have made with Photoshop?” asked Kevin.

“Yeah?”

Kevin pointed to the screen. “Well, if we add a subtle little line across here…” He traced his finger along the top of her breasts. “…a little blurring here…” He pointed to the slight shadows of her nipples. “…another line across here…” He pointed down along her hip. “…and we’d have a fake non-nude!”

“Huh?”

“I could make this look like you were wearing a bodysuit, and that’s what I painted over. No one looking at it would think you were nude at all. Just dressed in a really close fitting bodysuit…” He hummed a little more. “&hp;inp;in fact, if I add the lines, and then blur them a bit…people would think it was a fake nude-non-nude! Anyone who noticed that it was retouched would think that the retouching was to hide the bodysuit.”

“You could do that?”

“Yeah, I think I could do that, but not while sitting like this.”

“Okay, we’ll do it later.” said Dawn. She moved on to the next picture.

Dawn stopped a few pictures later.

“Now *that’s* a beautiful picture.” said Kevin. It was one of what he had come to think of as the Mermaid Set. Dawn kept looking at it. “What?”

“I’m just thinking…If you want to have a picture that you can show to everyone…this is it.”

“Really?” Kevin looked at the picture again, considering how much of Dawn was really showing. It was shot from behind her, and showed the pattern of spots along her back really well. She was slightly turned toward the camera, and her face was in profile. You could also see the side of one of her breasts, not quite to the nipple. If she had been turned just a little more, it would have stood out in profile too. His eyes moved down to her ass. “It’ll be tougher to non-nude this one…Unless you want it to look like you’re wearing a thong.”

“Leave it like it is.”

“You sure?”

“Yeah.” Dawn grinned. “I’ve got jeans that show almost as much ass when I sit down in them.”

Dawn went through the rest of pictures quickly, and then went back and picked out a few others that Kevin could show people, mostly head shots, but another that showed most of her back. She cropped a couple just above the level of her nipples.

Dawn noticed that her stomach was growling and looked at clock at the top of her screen. “Good god! Look at the time. It’s nearly eight! No wonder I’m hungry!”

“Pizza again?” asked Kevin.

“How about Chinese?”

“Sure.” said Kevin. “Let me up, and I’ll make the call.”

“I’m on it.” Dawn set her iBook aside, and got off the bed. She went to her purse, and got her cell phone. After a quick conversation with Kevin to find out what he wanted, she placed the order.

Kevin had taken her iBook over to his desk, and hooked up his graphics tablet to it. He had already made a copy of the picture of Dawn crouching on the lawn, and opened it with Photoshop. Dawn watched over his shoulder as he zoomed in on her twat, and with a few quick strokes of his pen, removed her sex from the picture. “There, you are fully Barbieized.”

“Barbieized?” asked Dawn.

“De-sexed, like a Barbie doll. Smooth between the legs.” Kevin zoomed out again and Dawn saw that that part of the picture now looked like she was wearing some sort of seamless panties.

“So you can really make it look like I’m wearing something?”

“Let’s see.” said Kevin. He saved the Barbieized version of the picture and went to work.

He started by blurring her nipples. Before they had been quite visible, when he was done they were still there but they looked like they were bumps on tight fitting fabric.

Kevin pulled down his swimsuit calendar, and flipped back a few pages, to a picture of a model in a figure hugging one piece suit. “Let’s pretend you were wearing something like this…only less transparent.”

Dawn smiled. “Let’s pretend.”

“Okay…” Kevin started to hum as he drew where the seams of the swimsuit would be over Dawn’s body.

Dawn watched Kevin work for a while. He became completely absorbed in what he was doing. She saw that he was experimenting with different techniques for adding the fake seams. Sometimes he’d just undo everything he’d done and go back to the beginning to start over. He didn’t even notice when she got dressed. He was brought out of it by the doorbell.

“I got it.” said Dawn. “Dinner’s on me tonight.” She hurried downstairs to pick up their meal, and pay the delivery guy. She got drinks for them out of the fridge, and returned to Kevin’s room. He was back at work. Dawn laid out the food and drinks on his desk, and sat on the chair Kevin had brought in for her to stand on while she ate, and watched him work. After a while she made him stop and eat something himself before she’d let him continue.

Once Dawn made him stop, Kevin realized he was really hungry. It had been a long time since lunch. He scarfed down his almond guy ding. “This is good. I gotta find out where you guys order your Chinese.”

“Jade Dragon.” said Dawn. “Former chefs to the Ming Emperors.”

“They all claim something like that,” said Kevin, “and weren’t the Mings like a thousand years ago?”

“More like four hundred, and these guy really were.” said Dawn. “Tell ’em you’re a friend of Buffy’s when you call, and they’ll make sure they leave out the cat. For some reason demons really like cat. Spike says it’s ’cause cat tastes like people, but I think he was pulling my leg.”

Kevin looked at the piece of chicken he was holding in his chopsticks. “You’re kidding right?”

“Nope.” said Dawn. “That’s chicken. Buffy threatened to slay them if we ever got any cat from them. They usually save it for their demon customers anyway. They consider it a delicacy. Cat costs more than chicken, so they charge extra for it, but every once in a while a little sneaks into their regular dishes.”

“The cooks are demons?”

“Yep. Chinese demons. Say they’re something like a few millennia old. Anya confirms that they’re at least eight hundred. She first met them in the twelfth century.”

“Now I know you’re kidding.” said Kevin. “Anya can’t be more than twenty-five, and she acts a lot younger.”

“Eleven hundred and twenty-five is more like it, and she acts weird because she spent most of that time as a Vengeance Demon.”

“Anya’s a demon?”

“Former demon.” Dawn took a bite from her fried rice. “She isn’t one anymore. She used to grant wishes for scorned women…which usually lead to some guy dying a horrible death.”

“Just when I start to think I’ve learned the weirdest possible thing about your friends…you present me with something der.der.”

Dawtchetched Kevin carefully. “Too weird?” she asked.

“Nope.” said Kevin. “I like weird…So what’s the *weirdest* thing about you?”

‘I’m a magical ageless blob of green glowy energy that’s only been human for two years.’ thought Dawn. “That’s hard to say.”

“You thought something though.” said Kevin.

Dawn poked at her rice for a bit. “Yeah, I did…but it’s not something I can share with you. I’m sorry, but some things *have* to stay secret. Some things are dangerous to know, and the more people who know them the more dangerous it gets. It isn’t that I don’t trust you—I do—it’s just there are some things I can’t tell you.”

“That’s cool. I can understand that.” said Kevin. “I read spy novels. If you want to keep secrets you don’t tell them to people who don’t need to know.”

Dawn smiled. “If the day ever comes when you do need to know, I’ll tell you.”

“We got way too serious there for a bit.” said Kevin. “So what’s the weirdest thing that you *can* tell me about?”

“Okay, let’s see… Remember when everyone in town was singing and dancing last year?”

Kevin smiled. “Yeah, now *that* was weird!”

“It was caused by this demon who thought *I*’d summoned him, and he wanted to take me to Hell to be his bride.”

“You’d summoned a demon?”

“No! He just thought it was me. Turned out to be someone else…but I got a really nice dress out of the deal.”

“And you have secret weirdness that can top that.” said Kevin.

Dawn nodded.

“That must be some secret.” He turned bac Daw Dawn’s computer and went back to work.

Dawn moved behind Kevin to look at what he was doing. “Hey, I don’t look naked at all!”

“Yeah, I think I got it.” said Kevin. “The trick is getting the added highlights and shadows to match the actual lighting. Just a little final adjustment…” He added a slight distortion to the area between her breasts, and suddenly it looked like the suit Dawn wasn’t wearing wasn’t quite conforming to her body there, pressed out by her breasts. “What do you think?”

“Can you undo that last bit?” asked Dawn. Kevin did and she looked at it again. He flipped back and forth between the versions a couple of times. “That last little bit really sells it.” said . &l. “Leave it in. I think you can add that to the pictures we can show people.” She was amazed. Such tiny changes had been made. Before he started that had been a picture that Dawn didn’t want *anyone* to see. “You got any CD-Rs? We can burn them onto one.”

“You’re sure you want to include this one?” asked Kevin.

Dawn hugged him. “Yes. It’s the only one that really shows what you did on my front, or my legs. Without it, people will see less than half your work.”

Kevin got up and went to his book shelves. He had a spool of CD-R disks there. He got one and brought it back to the computer. Dawn smiled. She’d seen that he had started to grow a new erection. She got undressed again as Kevin copied the pictures to the CD. He ejected the disc and turned toward her. She was just laying back onto his bed.

“You’ve been playing with digital me long enough.” said Dawn. “Come here and play with analog me.”

“Yes ma’am.” Kevin climbed into bed besiden ann and kissed her. Their hands started to roam over each other’s bodies. His hand slipped between her legs.

“Um…Kevin?”

“Yeah?” His hand was on the string for her tampon.

“That’s my last tampon.”

Kevin pulled away a bit to look at her. “Huh?”

“I didn’t really think ahead, and I only had a couple in my purse, and we’ve been going through them at a pretty good rate. That’s my last one.”

“So no fucking.”

Dawn smiled. “You could never fuck me.”

Kevin looked puzzled. “You didn’t seem to think so in the shower…and what have we been doing for two weeks?”

“We’ve been making love, and having sex. Never fucking.” Dawn told him about Buffy’s distinctions between the three. “And what I said in the shower was just an over excited utterance in the heat of passion, not to be taken too seriously.”

“I take everything you say seriously.” said Kevin.

“Even my jokes?”

“Joking is very serious business.” Kevin leaned forward and started to nibble on Dawn’s ear. His hand came up to caress her breast. “There was this guy who just moved into a new apartment. After he’d been there a few days he was fumbling for his keys to let himself in, and the girl who lived in the next apartment came out. She was wearing a robe. They struck up a conversation, and during the course of it her robe started to slip open. He could see that she wasn’t wearing anything under it, but he tried really hard to not look, and keep his eyes on her face, but it was really turning him on. After a couple of minutes the girl said ‘I hear someone coming, let’s go inside.’ and she took him into her apartment.

“Inside the apartment she just let her robe fall completely to the floor. She slowly turned around to let him see her from ang angles. She was totally gorgeous.” Kevin paused to kiss Dawn. “Almost as gorgeous as you. Anyway, she stood there in front of him and asked ‘What do you think is my best feature?’” Kevin paused to nibble on Dawn’s ear some more. “‘It’s your ears.’ stammered the guy. ‘*My ears?*’ asked the girl. ‘I’m standing here naked with these perfect breasts, and great ass, and you think it’s my ears!’ ‘Yeah.’ said the guy. ‘Outside, when you said you could hear someone coming. That was me.’”

Kevin stifled Dawn’s laugh with a kiss. “Your turn.” he told her.

“Okay.” Dawn thought for a couple of seconds. “There were these three girls, and they all had boyfriends named Daryl. It tended to get confusing when they were talking about them so one day when they were sitting around talking one of them suggested that they all give their boyfriends nicknames, based on softdrinks. ‘I’ll call my Daryl /7 UP/.’ said the first girl. ‘Because he’s 7 inches, and always up!’ They all laughed, and the second girl said ‘I’ll call my Daryl /Mountain Due/ ’cause he can mount ’n do me anytime!’ The two girls turned to the last one, and asked what she was going to call her Daryl. She thought about it for a bit, and finally said &l;/Ja;/Jack Daniel’s/.’ ‘/Jack Daniel’s/?’ asked the others. ‘That’s not a soft drink. That’s a hard liquor!’ The third girl smiled. ‘That’s my Daryl!’”

Kevin laughed. He started to lick Dawn. He started with her neck and moved down across her chest and stomach. She spread her legs and he licked around her labia. “Oh Jack!” she cried as his tongue found her clit.

Kevin licked his way back up along her stomach. This time he stopped at her breasts, and gave them a thorough licking too. He continued back up to her mouth and kissed her.

Dawn wrapped her legs around Kevin. He pressed the shaft of his cock against her pussy, and rubbed it. Dawn rocked her hips in time as he ground against her.

Dawn felt the pleasure of Kevin’s cock against her start to give way to irritation. “Stop.”

Kevin stopped moving, and pulled back a bit. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m too dry.” said Dawn. Her tampon was keeping her from properly self lubricating.

“I think I can do something about that.” said Kevin. Dawn was expecting him to lick her again, but he reached for the lube bottle instead. He applied it to her clit, and started to slowly rub against her again. “How’s that?”

“Much better.” said Dawn. “Oh yes! *Much* better!” She held him tightly and rocked harder.

Kevin kissed Dawn and rubbed himself against her harder. He felt her moan into his mouth. He was getting close to coming, and tried to slow down, but Dawn wasn’t cooperating. She held him tightly between her thighs and rocked herself harder. He came, and sprayed semen up across her stomach and breasts.

Kevin rubbed his cock across Dawn’s clit a few more times before he started to slide himself down along her body again. He kissed her neck and chest, and licked her nipples. He hesitated for a moment when he reached the first globules of his cum on the bottoms of her breasts, but figured that Dawn had never objected to having it in her mouth. He licked it. He was a little surprised by the lack of strong flavour, mostly just a tinge of saltiness, and a little bitter aftertaste. He proceeded to lick up the rest of it from her breasts, and stomach.

He finally reached her clit, and started to lick it too. Dawn moaned with pleasure as hisgue gue flicked around it and around the rest of her sex. It didn’t take long before she was crying out, and bucking against his face with her own orgasm.

Kevin crawled back up and lay beside Dawn. He held her in his arms, and kissed her.