Social Distancing Montage

Hey all! Sorry for the long silence. I hope you're all healthy and doing okay.

So, as you might imagine, recent events have been putting a pretty restrictive limiter on my opportunity for candid portraiture. Luckily, over the last couple of weeks some of my friends who are fortunate enough to have someone to be socially distanced with have been kind enough to send me some selfies, GoPro recordings, and the like for me to draw from.

Special thank you's to all contributors! You guys and gals are the best. Meryl, you may want to check the video you sent me from around 3:45 onward, if you haven't already.

Bringing Home the Bacon

April's first serious, post-college-graduation job didn't turn out to be quite what she expected, and she still doesn't seem sure how to feel about it. At the very least, it's a good thing she has a boyfriend who knows how to help her de-stress after a long, hard day at the office.

Miss New Booty

Happy New Year, everyone! And, coincidentally, I have a new neighbor who just moved into town to go with it.

Looks like I'm not the only one eager to properly meet this gal and give her a warm welcome.~

Our Own Private Waitress

So, the party on Saturday. Brianna and Genie asked if they could bring an extra, and were told they could, and apparently Brianna shot an invitation to that girl she babysat this summer. Said girl had apparently been anxious to hear from her again, and accepted.

Younger as she is though, Heather did strike the rest of us as rather immature. When the alcohol came out, and Brianna told her she would not be breaking the law by allowing a minor to partake, she threw a total fit. The cure to that - which Brianna absolutely, definitely, 100% wasn't expecting and working toward all along - was a bare bottomed hairbrushing in front of everyone. On Genie's suggestion, Brianna kept her pants, panties, and shoes after that, and - since she needed SOMETHING to do while everyone else was drinking - put her to work serving the rest of us. Mature and compassionate crowd that we are, I can assure you that no one took the opportunity to tease or humiliate Heather as she served us, and no one even thought of grabbing, pinching, or slapping her swollen red caboose as she walked by.

Sad to say, I was a bit late to the party myself, and missed the initial drama. When Brianna saw how put out I was over this though, she grabbed our little bare-bottomed waitress and pulled her right back over her lap for another hairbrushing just like the first, purely for my entertainment. She's such an amazing friend!

Ginger Snapshot

I heard the sounds of distress while walking down the street this evening, and so I crept up to the duplex in question and peeked in through an open kitchen window to see if everything was alright.

It all looked A-OK to me! 😉

I'm pretty sure that's the boy that Brianna, Genie, and I ran into at the ski resort, Alex. Don't know his lady friend, but he seems to have been practicing some advanced techniques since the coffee incident. He did mention he was a chef by trade, and he put his skills with the spatula, spoon, cutting board, and delicately carved ginger root to consummate use, to my voyeuristic delight. Her reactions were just adorable, although they scared the neighborhood cats.

I do hope I'll be running into one or both of them again.

The Coffee Table Catastrophe

One of my favorite Brianna and Genie memories was when we won a free trip to this ski resort last winter. We started hanging out with this cute guy, and he and Genie had this ongoing semi-friendly-semi-belligerent catty antagonism going on the whole time. We weren't sure if they needed to stop talking to each other, or to just fuck already. After a couple days, when we were having coffee and cake in the hotel restaurant, Genie tried to convince Brianna that they should spank him for some trumped up offense or another. Bri warned her not to try to drag her into this silly little game of theirs, and Genie said the two words that she damned well KNOWS you should never, ever say to Brianna.

"Or what?"

I was away from the table when she said it, but I came back in time to immortalize the consequences in this picture. Needless to say, we (and Genie especially) were the center of attention for the remainder of our stay.