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touching the cold metal guns that were in those bags. He
certainly was doing some sort of dangerous job if he was carrying around that
many guns.
I watched as he loaded all six of the bags again and
then went back into his house. I wanted to get a closer look to make sure the
bags were the same as before, but I decided not to push my luck.
I fell asleep while watching Chris’s house but when I
woke up his Jeep was still there. I decided to hop in the shower and then maybe
I would stop by his house again to see what was going on. He had thought he
needed leave pretty quickly when he was on the phone but apparently he was able
to spend the night.
My art show was just a few days away and it was going
to be so important for everyone who worked with me on my team. They all helped
me so much with getting my show to go off the ground. Being an artist in
today’s world can be very difficult for anyone who takes their work seriously.
Art isn’t a way of making a lot of money and it takes a lot of work. I was
lucky enough to have been somewhat successful and at least had people willing
to buy my pictures. If I didn’t have people buying my photos I wouldn’t be able
to be an artist full-time.
I really had to stop worrying about Chris and whatever
he was doing with his job and start worrying about myself. My show was getting
really close and I couldn’t be unprepared when I showed up. I needed to have
all my prints ready and be willing and able to describe my methods for each of
the photos. As much as I needed to work on my project, I couldn’t tear myself
away from the thought that Chris was involved in something big. Whatever he was
doing with those guns, I didn’t like it at all. I didn’t know Chris’s skills in
defense tactics, but he certainly seemed skilled in many other areas.
Silently I said a prayer for Chris so that he would
return home in good condition and he would accomplish what he had set out to
get done with his job. I had never dated anyone who wouldn’t tell me what they
did for work; not like Chris and I were dating. But why wouldn’t he just tell
me what was going on? He could keep things generic and just explain a general
idea of what he does; but even that wasn’t allowed apparently.
Chapter 20
My eyes got big as I watched Chris come out of his
garage dressed in all black. He looked like some sort of swat team member and I
was turned on. Police officers had never been a big fetish of mine before, but
if they all looked like Chris then I could reconsider the option. His muscles
seemed to be showing off in the tight shirt he had on and his black cargo pants
and black combat boots seemed totally out of place. I decided I had to try and
follow him.
Obviously, I wouldn’t be able to follow him all the
time; but that moment just seemed perfect for getting into my car and seeing if
I could follow Chris. He didn’t look back in his mirror and instead kept his
eyes on the road as he speed through the traffic and made his way to the
downtown area. I had not been down in that area of St. Louis in a very long
time.
I felt a buzzing in my lap and I looked down at my
phone. It was Chris, he was calling me. I certainly couldn’t answer the phone
while driving on the interstate and following Chris. I decided to pull over
quickly so I could answer his call.
“Hey, I just wanted to make sure I had your number
right.” Chris said as he drove off and I lost him in the traffic of then busy
city.
“That’s great.”
“I shouldn’t be gone for more than a couple days this
time; hopefully you won’t get too bored.” I could hear the smile in his voice.
Did he call me on purpose to get me to pull over? Where was he going? I just
wanted to ask him that and see what he would say.
“That’s really great. I think you should start keeping
all of your jobs to only a couple of days.”
It seemed obvious to me that Chris was making an
effort. He seemed to actually care about my feelings and worked
certainly was doing some sort of dangerous job if he was carrying around that
many guns.
I watched as he loaded all six of the bags again and
then went back into his house. I wanted to get a closer look to make sure the
bags were the same as before, but I decided not to push my luck.
I fell asleep while watching Chris’s house but when I
woke up his Jeep was still there. I decided to hop in the shower and then maybe
I would stop by his house again to see what was going on. He had thought he
needed leave pretty quickly when he was on the phone but apparently he was able
to spend the night.
My art show was just a few days away and it was going
to be so important for everyone who worked with me on my team. They all helped
me so much with getting my show to go off the ground. Being an artist in
today’s world can be very difficult for anyone who takes their work seriously.
Art isn’t a way of making a lot of money and it takes a lot of work. I was
lucky enough to have been somewhat successful and at least had people willing
to buy my pictures. If I didn’t have people buying my photos I wouldn’t be able
to be an artist full-time.
I really had to stop worrying about Chris and whatever
he was doing with his job and start worrying about myself. My show was getting
really close and I couldn’t be unprepared when I showed up. I needed to have
all my prints ready and be willing and able to describe my methods for each of
the photos. As much as I needed to work on my project, I couldn’t tear myself
away from the thought that Chris was involved in something big. Whatever he was
doing with those guns, I didn’t like it at all. I didn’t know Chris’s skills in
defense tactics, but he certainly seemed skilled in many other areas.
Silently I said a prayer for Chris so that he would
return home in good condition and he would accomplish what he had set out to
get done with his job. I had never dated anyone who wouldn’t tell me what they
did for work; not like Chris and I were dating. But why wouldn’t he just tell
me what was going on? He could keep things generic and just explain a general
idea of what he does; but even that wasn’t allowed apparently.
Chapter 20
My eyes got big as I watched Chris come out of his
garage dressed in all black. He looked like some sort of swat team member and I
was turned on. Police officers had never been a big fetish of mine before, but
if they all looked like Chris then I could reconsider the option. His muscles
seemed to be showing off in the tight shirt he had on and his black cargo pants
and black combat boots seemed totally out of place. I decided I had to try and
follow him.
Obviously, I wouldn’t be able to follow him all the
time; but that moment just seemed perfect for getting into my car and seeing if
I could follow Chris. He didn’t look back in his mirror and instead kept his
eyes on the road as he speed through the traffic and made his way to the
downtown area. I had not been down in that area of St. Louis in a very long
time.
I felt a buzzing in my lap and I looked down at my
phone. It was Chris, he was calling me. I certainly couldn’t answer the phone
while driving on the interstate and following Chris. I decided to pull over
quickly so I could answer his call.
“Hey, I just wanted to make sure I had your number
right.” Chris said as he drove off and I lost him in the traffic of then busy
city.
“That’s great.”
“I shouldn’t be gone for more than a couple days this
time; hopefully you won’t get too bored.” I could hear the smile in his voice.
Did he call me on purpose to get me to pull over? Where was he going? I just
wanted to ask him that and see what he would say.
“That’s really great. I think you should start keeping
all of your jobs to only a couple of days.”
It seemed obvious to me that Chris was making an
effort. He seemed to actually care about my feelings and worked
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