Chapter 7 – A Few Days Together After the Show
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We lay in the bed together kissing. Chris said that after a month working with Emily, he needed a break and left us be.

"I missed you so much Ryan" she said as we hugged, naked on the bed. 

"I missed you too" I replied. 

"How did you find the show?" she asked

"It was amazing. I've never seen such magic before. But..." I answered

"But what?" Emily asked

"But.. all the sex.." I said

"They are not real you know" she said

"I know. But just the thought of you fucking Chris...even pretending... my heart feels so sour" I said

"I can't believe you. I thought you would be happy for us" Emily said

"I am. I really am. But him lifting you up, showing his dick inside you..." I started

"That's a trick! We wore body stockings, used dildos.... I really can't believe you are jealous of your best friend!" Emily yelled at me. 

"But all your tricks ended with cum out of you pussy" I said

"That's fake cum! Do you know how much water Chris had to chug to fill up that sex doll? That's real you know. We're here suffering for our art and you nit pick over an illusion? I can't believe you Ryan!" Emily yelled at me. 

"I... I just wished you guys didn't have the sex part, that's all" I said

"That's the point of our whole show! Our gimmick! Do you think they will give a shot to a pair of amateurs magicians right off the bat?

We would be doing children's parties for years and go nowhere.

We needed a gimmick to rise quickly!" she yelled

"You... you're right. I'm sorry. I just.. I wished it was me.. thats all" I said

"You wished you were kicked out of university and had to do all kinds of odd jobs to claw our way up?" Emily asked

"N...no! That's not what I mean." I said

We went to bed with her angry at me and we didn't manage to have sex.

I woke up the next morning with her already up.

"You're leaving already?" I asked

"Yes. We have to prepare for our next gig next week" she said

"Oh.. I thought you could stay longer. I.... I gave some thought to what you said last night.." Emily said

"I'm sorry ok? I love you" I said

"No... you're right. You missed my affection and attention. I will... talk to Chris to incorporate you into the show whenever you come ok?" she said

I smiled

She came to me and hugged me as our lips kissed

Tears fell from her eyes.

"Let's not fight anymore ok? Chris is your best friend. He won't do anything to jeopardize your friendship, and I can't bear to lose you, so I won't cheat on you" she said

She suddenly received a call. 

"What? Today? Ok I'll be there" she said

"Who was that?" I asked

"It was that photographer Michael Hardcock. I have to inform Chris I have a shoot today" she said as she sent Chris a message

"More ice cream shots?" I asked

"What are you talking about?" she asked

"Nevermind. Can I come along?" I asked

"Sorry Ryan. These are closed shoots. The photographer wouldn't like anyone looking over his shoulder, and the male models are shy" she said

"I understand" I replied

"Anyway, I'm sorry I promised to spend time with you, but there is so much I have to do. Practice that new trick with Chris, the photoshoot... oh I have to pose for that art class too" she said

"What are class?" I asked

She wrote something on a piece of paper and handed it to me

"Here. If you come here at 3 in the afternoon, maybe we can spend time together" she said

I nodded as she kissed me and rushed off.

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She sent me more photos of today's photoshoot. 

As usual, half of them were blanks.

But I like the shot where she sat on the black guy's lap, his large penis blocking her pussy as she hugged to tip between her breasts.

It was so large, I fantasied about it being inside her. That would probably hurt.

I arrived at 3, but to my disappointment, I wasn't allowed in the art room.

I walked around a gallery showing the student's artwork and they were amazing.

You could see clearly that the pictures were of Emily. 

She was posing with another man in several positions over the weeks. Their art style was ultra realistic even if it was in black and white pencils.

But somehow they never completed the bottom half showing the genitals. Perhaps this is an artistic style?

Finally 2 hours later, Emily walked out as a guy who looked like the male model kissed her on the cheek.

She limped towards Ryan

"What happened? Are you hurt?" I asked

"I'm ok. I just pushed myself a little too far in my earlier photoshoot. It affected my pose in the art class too, so me and Ronnie over there had to do another less demanding pose" she answered

She picked up her phone and made a call

"Hello? Chris? Yeah... I think I will need a few days of rest. Today's photoshoot.... too big... hurts..." she said as I caught glimpses of her conversation. 

"...ok great! See you in a few days" she said and looked at me happily. 

"So? What's going on?" I asked

"I get to stay with you for a few days! Isn't that great?" she said

That was good news, and I smiled happily as we went for an early dinner together. 

That night, due to her injuries, we didn't have sex. 

However, she asked me to eat her out and I happily licked and ate her pussy as we got in the 69 position and pleasured each other all night. 

The next morning, she woke up and took a pill. 

"What is that?" I asked

"Oh this? This is a contraceptive. Chris has got me to take it regularly" I answered

"Contraceptive? Why?" I asked suspiciously. 

"Don't be suspicious silly. I take it regularly so that I don't get periods. I can't have my period doing our magic show you know. Most of the show I am naked, so I cannot take days off to have my period" she explained, looking disappointed with me again for doubting her. 

"Sorry. You can see how this is suspicious right?" I asked

Her phone rang again

"Hello? Sorry Michael I can't today.. yesterday... to big for me....still very sore..." she said, unable to do her photoshoot that Michael had planned for her.

"..what? Solo? Ok.... but can I bring my boyfriend?" she asked, looking at me.

"... I can? Great. See you in an hour" Emily said

"A photoshoot. Do you want to come?" she asked

"I have a class after that.. but sure" I said happily. 

We skipped breakfast and rushed to the location.

"Michael, this is my boyfriend Eric. Eric, this is Michael" Emily introduced. 

She went to get her makeup done as Michael stood next to me 

"You must be very open minded for your girlfriend to do this kinds of shoots" he said to me, preparing his cameras

"You mean nude shoots? Yeah.. I guess I try to be supportive" I answered

"Yeah.... nude shoots" he said and shut up. 

Emily walked out. I didn't think she needed makeup at all as she looked so beautiful regardless. 

The photoshoot took over an hour as she posed naked with all kinds of furniture. 

It was very artistic as she posed gracefully. Learning how to dance and contort really made her so flexible. She was gracefullness personified. 

As they finished Michael and Emily went into a room to show her the shoots to select, but I had to go to class.

I knocked on the door, as their meeting was taking some time. 

"I... I have to go first ok? I have a class to go to" I said

Emily opened the door and poked her head out. Her breasts could still be seen as I guess she hadn't gotten dressed yet

"Ryan? Ugh... ok.... ugh... I'll see you... tonight ok?" she said seemingly panting as she talked

"Ok.. Bye Michael. Pleasure to see you!" I yelled

"Yes...ugh... pleasure....ugh...is...ugh...mine" Michael yelled, seemingly from behind the door. 

I kissed her lips and walked off as she closed the door. 

As I left the studio, I heard weird sounds of both Emily and Michael grunting for some reason before a loud yell. 

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Emily stayed with me for 3 nights. She was still nursing her injury the second night after the photoshoot saying that she was still sore. 

I guess being a model and contortionist can be taxing. But fortunately, she didn't have anything else on the second day and we spent the day together after my classes.  

But on the third night, we spent all night fucking. 

It was the most wonderful night we had together for a long time. 

I could swear that her pussy was tighter before, but perhaps it's because she seemed so horny to fuck me. 

I lasted nearly 10 minutes before I nutted into her.

We spent the whole night, naked in each other's arms. 

The next morning, she received a call. 

"Hey Chris... What? Really? That's great, when? This Friday? Oh, no problem. I'll be right there" Emily said excitedly

"What's going on?" I asked

"We are asked to do an encore performance, and several big shots will be in the audience. I think... I think this is our big break!" she said, jumping up and down excitedly. 

I was genuinely pleased for them. But somehow I was jealous. 

I was jealous why my best friend got to spend practically all of my girlfriend's time with her. 

But then again, what other future did they have? They were incredible in this magic business. 

She kissed me goodbye and rushed off to practice, saying something about making a few tweaks to their act. 

We talked on the phone over the next few days, and she said they had changed the show to include more audience participation. 

She apologized that for this Friday night, they won't be picking me, because they wanted to show the repeat audience that they could do their tricks with anyone, not just a stooge. 

It was weird being called a stooge, meaning someone who was in on the act, since I really didn't know anything of how the tricks were done. But I agreed supportively. 

She said she would send me tickets for Friday night. 

I called both Emily and Chris every day, but as the date approached, I was only getting their message bank.

It must be that they were busy. 

There was this one time that Emily's phone picked up, but she didn't answer. 

One day, I received a call from Emily and picked up. 

"Hello Emily?" I said, but there was no reply

Instead I heard strange moaning sounds that sounded like Emily's voice... and Chris' voice.

I couldn't be sure but they started grunting and moaning simultaneously before they both screamed together and then the phone hung up. 

Perhaps that was some sort of cross line. I kept calling for my ticket, but after waiting for a few days, the tickets never came and I begrudgingly bought my own tickets. 

Surprisingly, the tickets were difficult to get and I had to buy scalped tickets to the show, which was triple the normal price. 

Finally, Friday night arrived and I queued up in a long line to the club, having arrived late after my classes.

The bouncer smirked as he saw me and I entered the club. 

It was crowded, so I managed to get some standing room at the back of the club and I saw several guys that looked like big shots sitting at the front. 

I hoped they do well and kill this audition. I hope the big shots liked the show. 

The lights dimmed and the music stopped

"Ladies and Gentlemen. For our special encore performance, for tonight only, I am pleased to present Eric and Erica!" 

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