FFF - Calm

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"calm"

Shhhhh.

Why can't….

Be quiet, please.

I don’t understa…

SMACK!  Her cheek stung as his hand flew.

I said don’t move.

Yes Sir.

Come on now, you are ruining the illusion, paintings can’t cry, and stop breathing so heavy, I can see your breasts moving.

She breathed in and out and felt her blood cool and her back soften.  She held the pose one last time. Leaving him would be easier than she thought. 

She knelt on the had floor, wishing they had carpet, like in the old days, but no one did anymore, except the Imams.

She slowed her heart rate, smelled the food, and turned the sound of the crowd turn into music as she let her mind drift to later.  She tried to suppress a smile, later she would be allowed to move.

She felt the frame around her and let it define her world.  For the next two hours she was beauty, presented, displayed, and appreciated.  Men and women gazed at her, longed for her, and smiled; some even reached out, but stopped, fearing reprisals. 

“Go ahead, “she thought, “ban brushes and canvas and thought, art cannot be stopped”

He had her step through the frame and kneel.   She giggled with anticipation and he told her that paintings can’t laugh or move.  She felt herself swelling.  She brought her breathing down, grateful for her training in yoga.  He adjusted the lighting and the frame and the cameras until they were ready for the first painter.  Making the highest bid got him his first choice, and he had wanted a fresh canvas.  He stepped through the frame and stood over her as the shutter chorus clicked,   His paint was hot on her cheeks and she grinned widely.   The next painter approached and covered her neck, then leaned in and kissed her on the forehead.  More painters followed with all sorts of brushes and glorious warm paint.  Others dipped in and pulled out her paint to cover some unattended corner of the canvas, some reached inside themselves to do the same.  She did not mind.  It was all for art.

No long commentary today, just a thanks to all who did, will, or wanted to drop by.  If you didn’t play this week, join in as next time!