Janet’s Cat
September 2, 2009
“What a beautiful pussy. Here, pussy.”
“Sam, please, this is uncomfortable.”
“She’s lovely.”
“She’s never been photographed before.”
“Look! She just winked at me.”
“She is not. Don’t be silly.”
“Janet, I wish you could see what I see. She’s beautiful, soft and warm.”
“She’s catching a draft.”
“Here, let me get closer. You’re going to love this.”
“I seriously doubt it.”
“You’re a doctor. How can you not think this is beautiful? It’s natural!”
“Unusual.”
“Janet, please.”
“When did you get to be such a feminist, anyway?”
“I’ve always been a feminist. Just a quiet one.”
“So now you’re coming out with me as the subject.”
“You and pussy, here.”
“Sa-am.”
“Janet. Please pet her.”
“No.”
“Really! I want to see cream on her lips.”
“Honestly, Sam, I wish I never got you that camera.”
“Goddess, you are incredibly beautiful. These pictures are going to show you what I see when I look at you and why I love to kiss —”
“When I asked you take an intimate portrait, this is not what I meant.”
“It’s just between us, sweetheart.”
“Cross your heart.”
“Absolutely.”
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“Let’s look at the images on slide show.”
“Oh, no. One picture’s enough. Pick your favorite.”
“Janet, are you denying this artist her first showing?”
“Argh! You have no idea how vulnerable this feels, Sam.”
“Not for long. I can’t wait for you to photograph me.”
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“Settle down.”
Laughing, “I can’t believe we’re doing this!”
“We are. But this is payback. Now lie back, assume the position and prepare to suffer.”
“Yes, ma’am, Major ma’am. Total submission and vulnerability. Right away.”
“Oh, Goddess … I see what you mean.”
“Problem?”
“Nooooo, not … exactly.”
“Ahhh.”
“So … um, go … on …”
“What?”
“Jesus, you’re gonna make me say it?”
Shrugging, “You’re the doctor.”
“Sam, pet the pussy.”
“You’re the photographer. Tell me what you want.”
“I don’t care what you do as long as I can see some cream on her lips.”
“Ah, you want her to come for you.”
“Whatever you want.”
“She’ll come whenever you call. You know that. Oh! She hears you … Look, she’s coming …”
“Stay in one place. You’re moving around too much. I’m taking a picture.”
“Uhhh, too late. You cccalled and she’s coming. I think she wants a … yes, a kiss, Janet.”
“If I kiss her, I can’t take her picture.”
“Ssssure you can. Self-ttttimer. Oh, see? You like that don’t you, girl …. Mmmmm …. Oh, yeah … Goddess …. Yes … Oh, Jaaaaanet ….. Aaaaaahhhhh … Uuuuh …. Yes, Yes, Yeeessssssss!”
Click.
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author’s note 1: This story was inspired by the work of Betty Dodson. Please visit http://dodsonandross.com/
author’s note 2: This is an original work of derivative fiction. Links to this page are very welcome, however please do not re-post or archive.
