Destinbury

"Thanks, now I'll quit embarrassing myself perhaps. Let's go to the den rather than my office, and you can tell me a little about yourself."

"Great, and here's my file," and she handed that to him as they went.

She walked him through her education saying, "I was home schooled a lot, so the early part of my file is a little spotty."

"That's not a problem at all," and he scanned her paper work as she talked on until she said, "So as you can see, I changed my direction in my twenties and went back to school. So that's my education and my internship I call it, but I think I have a broad based background and enough experience to make me marketable."

"It would seem you do have. Why bother with this on call work?"

"Two reason, money and experience. I don't want to continue planning seminars for teams of workers that are staying at some hotel. I want something with more variety and more fun. Something that might require me to dig for resources and to come up with new ideas and deal with new concepts or problems. In talking to Carl, I got the impression that what you're seeking just might be a very good fit for me."

Then naked Char appeared followed by Jim with his camera until she saw Molly and said, "Oh God, I'm so sorry, I didn't know...oh God, forgive us," and she raced out to the pool area with Jim still right behind her.

Molly sat there confused with her eyes large as she followed Char's retreating naked butt, until Owen said, "Well that wasn't expected. Sorry Molly. You deserve a full explanation and you will get one, but we'll come back to that."

"I really did see her right?"

"You did, yes and I apologize. But that plays into the information I'm going to give you, and from that you can decide if this is a position that you can be comfortable with. After that, if you still think you're the person for the job; that you can face the challenges square on without blinking, we'll move on with the interview. But Molly, I'm going to be blunt. Not to shock you, and I don't wish to offend you, but if you can't deal with my presentation, then you can't handle the job. Ready to continue?"

'Yes of course."

He smiled and told her, "We'll see, and I'll strive to keep this as brief as possible." Then using graphic terms he plowed into the whole story about his form of guests and entertainment, using the details of the pre wedding and the wedding occasions.

Molly didn't blink, but she was focused on Owen's every word. "Questions so far?" he asked her.

"My mind is processing, and you've given me a lot to think about, but I'll save any questions that I may come up with until the end if you don't mind."

"That's fine," and on he went into the post wedding ceremony celebration, and that's when he noticed the slightest twitch and upturn of her lips. Those sweet eyes of hers were threatening to derail his story, but he pushed on right through him rescuing Wendy, and then the slow winding down of the celebration. "Okay, now questions?"

"Owen, I really don't have questions at the moment, but at the risk of sounding like I'm just pandering to you, I have to say that the way you dealt with Wendy was wonderful. That was very perceptive of you, and what with all that was happening all around, you picked up on her situation and stepped in to help her. Very well done, but how was she after she settled down?"

"I'll try to answer that without being overly crude."

Smiling she said, "I'm fine Owen, share with me what you can and don't worry about me."

"Just remember those words," and he dove into the panty part of the story.

Smiling she said, "I do have a question. Do you still have her panties?"

"Yes I do actually. I also have a few other pairs from anonymous donors, but I know which ones she gave me," and she smiled and nodded slightly.

"Your reward."

"Yes, she was good about rewarding me in fact," and they smiled at each other. She had no doubt she knew what he was alluding to.

"So is this a good point to talk about the naked woman that dashed between us earlier?"

"Oh right," and he walked her through the photography session and on to everything about Char and the persistent photographer.

"You have a very interesting housekeeper."

"Yes, let's leave it at interesting," and he smiled yet again. "Let me show you around. Maybe we'll be just lucky enough to avoid Miss Char and her camera man."

"You have a beautiful home Owen."

"Thanks. I still question my sanity. I bought a house that's four times as large as I could ever use, and even though I stole it, I paid twice what I should have paid for a house just for myself. Yet here I am and I love it."

"Then lucky you. One day, if you decide to sell, you'll no doubt realize a very nice profit, and then you'll be congratulating yourself for your wisdom."

"Thanks for that positive thought, and I can only hope that will be the case."

As he showed her around she asked him, "How much of this is available for parties?"

"None of the upstairs, but all of downstairs except for my office and my suite, the last of which is at the back of the house and faces the pool and patio areas. We can accommodate quite a few people without it feeling at all crowded, especially during the warm months."

"Any specific forbidden actions or behaviors?"

"Nope. I provide a lot, but it's up to the guests to see to themselves and their entertainment. I don't want that liability if they get into something illegal like selling themselves or something crazy like that. Of course I do what I can to facilitate anything they might wish."

"I'm sure you do. The topless and nearly bottomless wait staff must have been a big hit with the guests."

"Very big, and with any luck, I'd like to do something like that for the next party."

"Do you have one booked?"

"Not now, but I do have hopes for one coming up soon."

"Of the sort you've talked about?"

"That's the only kind I'm really interested in. Oh, money will sway me some, so if a client is crazy enough to pop for some ridiculous number, I'll bend my own rules."

"That's the nice part about being the one to set rules, you can bend or break them as the situation warrants."

"That's quite true. That's my suite ahead and to the left."

"Where you took Wendy."

"Yes, where I took Wendy. Does that trouble you?"

"I wasn't the one in your bed, so I have no say on that, and I struggle enough with my own guidelines that I don't have time to try to run somebody else's life. I'm sure that...well never mind," and she just smiled at him and turned around in the hallway and they retraced their steps.

"Molly, one area that I'm a little weak in is marketing. For obvious reasons, I can't very well just advertise. I have somebody working a blog for me, and that helped for the wedding. I have somebody else that has contacts that may prove beneficial too, but I'd like to improve my chances for booking if possible."

"That could be problematic, but not unsolvable perhaps. One thing to remember is, you've not been into this long, so it may take a little time for word of mouth to kick in. Of course you don't want to put all of your eggs in that basket."

"That's right."

Then at the end of the hallway she turned to him and said, "Owen, thank you very much for being as delicate as possible, but if you have any more to share, don't worry about me. Believe me, I'm not fragile or easily offended at all."

With his hand just touching the small of her back, he steered her toward the bar asking her, "Care to hear about a party I had of my own? That should give you an idea about the real me and if you think you can work for me."

"I have little doubt that I could work for you, but yes, I'd love to hear about your party."

Chapter One Hundred Fifty One

Owen launched into his tale saying, "This was a two part party, two Saturdays. They were called Flashination and Pornocopia," and Molly was instantly laughing and tears slipped down her cheeks. Yes, he decided, she was the one he wanted to work with, and her eyes danced as she laughed at his silliness. She met all of his requirements, but watching her break up over his nonsense was the deciding nudge he needed. He wasn't in love or lust with her, but he was already enjoying her presence.

He explained just enough about his split with Nila, and then took some extra time taken to introduce June and Stephie and Kate along with Alana and Dan and Cousin Linda. "I'm sorry to hear about your split from your girlfriend."

"Thanks." Then he took her on his little stroll through his perverted party plans of flashing the first week, and on to how it went better than he had expected. He added other attendees as the story required, and he went on to displaying the photos right along with the mystery photos.

She interrupted him saying, "Mystery photos, how perfect, I love that. Something you created?"

"Oh no, they were true mysteries. Who were they and where did they come from? But there will be more about them later when I tell you about Pornocopia," and she almost laughed again.

"How creative of you Owen."

"Pornocopia was of course, decidedly more...adult and less restricted than Flashination. Let's fix a drink and get comfortable." She opted for a simple rum and Coke, and to make it easy for him, he grabbed a beer from the bar fridge, and then they settled across from each other, her on the sofa and him in a side chair that he pulled closer to her and put his beer on the coffee table. "Okay, so questions about the first party?"

"Tell me more about how you think it went. Tell me more of the details."

"That will require some...never mind, you said don't worry so I won't," and he launched into detailed descriptions of the photos.

"Oh, nice, so at least you had those pretty sexy photos of your friends and neighbors."

"They were quite sexy too. But there again, there's more to this story that comes out at the end."

"So you and Alana obviously had a very exciting time."

"Frighteningly so. I trust I didn't shock you with details."

"You didn't shock me. You did, however, help me to become part of your adventure. I can almost feel what went on that day."

"I still can as well." Then he continued and went right into the second party, and that required more explicit language and adult situations.

He had to twist the truth and totally lie about what he and Linda did and who took those pictures, but he left enough of the truth in that she stopped him saying, "My God, your cousin, what an unlikely thing to have happen."

"I still don't know how that came to be. I was sure precautions had been taken to keep that from happening, but obviously I came up short in my planning."

Smiling she told him, "You needed me there."

"But then I would have asked you to attend with your man and then what if you and I were paired? See, it was an imperfect design."

"I wonder how we could have handled that? How could we have played along and come up with some acceptable entry without getting into trouble?"

"That could have been very tough."

"Yes, it could have," and she smiled and waited for him to continue.

"Well, Linda and I of course grew up together, so we weren't uncomfortable with each other. We used to play together in our underwear or even naked."

"When you were little kids though," Molly added with her persistent smile still glowing.

"Well right, but...well we're both pretty open minded, so we ended up in our underwear again, and with some camera magic and some strategic moves, we were able to come up with some acceptable entries. We even took one of the categories. Of course nobody else knew it was me with Linda, and that was a good thing."

"That would have been a riot, but at the expense of you and Linda. Seeing each other in underwear wasn't a big deal, but I'm sure your creative manipulations to get the other photos got a little dicey."

"Oh Molly, you have no idea. Well I'm sure you do have an idea of what the parties were like now. We had a great time."

"What about that surprise or whatever about the ending?"

"Right, that. You see, my sister Kate and her scheming friend Stephie had rigged the whole thing."

"Oh shit...I mean on no, how...I mean what happened?"

"Well the how wasn't even complicated so I'll skip that part. The why was because they were making sure they controlled who I was with because my sister Kate and my then ex girlfriend were best friends. Still are actually."

"Oh, it all becomes a little clearer now. But to put you with your cousin?"

"They saw that as a safe bet that I'd behave myself. Guess I proved them wrong at least to some extend anyway, because Alana and I became very close. Close enough to scare ourselves and each other in fact. Linda of course was safe, because I'm not likely to run off with my cousin, so they won that round. Then the mystery photos. It turned out that a couple that couldn't attend sent photos, not for the contest, but just so they could play along to some extent."

"And the single sexy older woman?"

"Char, my housekeeper that you sort of met earlier. Self portraits."

"No. Oh Owen, the life you lead is hard to keep up with."

"Well it's been hard for me to keep up with. Well I'm sort of back with my girlfriend. We're trying to patch that mess up. Now back to business for a minute. Are you still interested in the job?"

"I'd love to work for you Owen, and I'm serious."

"Okay. I'll finish looking over what you gave me and call you tomorrow evening if that's okay."

"That's fine."

"If we end up working together, one day I'll tell you what got me into this mess in the first place. Something totally irresponsible."

"Another one?" she asked as she smiled at him. "That time and the house? You truly intrigue me sir."

"I don't know if that's bad or good, but I'll assume good and say thanks."

Chapter One Hundred Fifty Two

Owen still had time to get to Nila's, so after a quick call to her, he raced to her place, and after light kisses they sat close to each other as she asked him, "What's in your hand?"

"The file of the woman I interviewed awhile ago. I thought you might want to see her qualifications and education. She's got everything I need. Anything more and she'd be priced out of my range."

The first thing she saw upon opening the file was a nice four by six photo of Molly, and she stared and held her breath for a second. "Beautiful woman, at least in this photo."

"She's really not beautiful, but as you can see in the photo, she has those killer eyes that clients will want to stare at. But look at the rest and see if I'm missing anything in her file."

"I don't think you're missing a thing," but Owen let that comment go and waited for her to read the file. Then a minute later she said, "She does seem to be qualified just as you said, but what about the atmosphere she could find herself in at one of those parties?"

"I tested her rather thoroughly. I went into quite a lot of detail about the parties I've had, and didn't spare the adjectives, and she didn't flinch. She smiled actually. She's not easily shocked. I told her that if she couldn't deal with what I told her, she wouldn't be able to do the job."

"So you hired her."

"No, I told her I'd call her tomorrow, because I wanted to go through her information again. I do plan to give her an offer tomorrow though."

"Oh. Well I hope you can come up with enough business to make it worth her while."

"I hope I can come up with enough business to make it worth my while too. I'm not interested on a party every six months or whatever. I'll either be busy enough or I'll just can the whole idea."

And go back to your amateur photography?"

"I don't see that happening. If I happened to connect with any of the women I've taken maybe, but I doubt even that. It's time to focus on the parties and either sink or swim. Either way I'm not hurt financially. No parties means I don't spend money. Parties means I spend money, but I make money. Either way I'll be fine. Now, want to hear what happened?"

"You mean with the photographers?"

"Well right after that really. The photos session got pretty boring actually. Anyway, I told you about Char as a model. To backtrack a little, she was reluctant, but she went through with it. The plan was for some teasing and sensual photos, but no nudity and things like that. Well like I told you, she stripped for him, and they were taking photos all over the place. Isn't that wild? Well I pretty much forgot about them, and then of course I had to interview Molly. Well right in the middle of us talking in the den, Char came charging out and ran right between us and about freaked."

"Still naked I assume?"

"Very naked, and Jim and his camera right behind her. Well she got flustered and ran outside, again with Jim right behind her, and there sat Molly, wide eyed and speechless."

"I'm amazed she didn't just leave."

"I didn't know what she was going to do, but then she just asked me if she'd just really seen a naked woman and I confirmed that. Then we went on. That earned her big points right there."

"Cool under fire."

"That's exactly it honey. Cool under fire. I can't wait to talk to Char."

"That should be a very interesting story for sure. Have you heard from that guy that might be doing a party?"

"Not a word, so I'm not holding my breath on that one. One thing I'm going to put Molly on if she accepts the job, is to find us more clients some how, and that won't be easy to do."

"Well I'm sorry the photo session was a little boring, but at least it was profitable for you."

"Easy money. Even easier than I had thought it would be."

"And good luck with that Molly, but honey, I have to get to bed early."

"Okay, sorry to keep you up. I just didn't want to wait until whenever to share everything with you."

"Thank you," and they stood up and shared a light and tender kiss, and then he left. It was easy to see that their relationship still had some healing to do.

He got a call as he pulled away from Nila's and heard, "Owen, it's Char."

"Hey sexy, I'll bet you've had a very tiring day."

"Am I fired?"

"Because you ran bare assed through the house while I was interviewing?"

"Yes. My God I'm so very sorry Owen. I didn't know she was there. Well and...oh hell I have no excuses. I'm just so damn sorry."

"You're forgiven."

"Just like that?"

"That's right, just like that, but I have to hear all about your adventure starting with Art."

"Yes, Art the sweetheart. If you're not too busy, I'll stop by tomorrow and tell you everything. By the way, I was disappointed that we didn't get a chance to share a swim."

"Well just have to do that another day. Okay, see you tomorrow Char," and he smiled as he put his phone away. Her naked dash through his interview could have been a disaster, but as it turned out, that worked to his advantage, but he wouldn't tell Char that. She needed to think she'd caused him considerable discomfort at the very least.

Chapter One Hundred Fifty Three

Monday was a long working day for Owen, and then Nila called him before he could even get out of his shirt and tie. "Owen..."

"What's wrong Nila, you're crying."

"I'm sorry. Owen, I'm pulling back from our relationship."

"You're...but why, we were just getting things put back together again."

"I know."

"Is it because of Molly? That seemed to bother you for some reason."

"It really isn't. It's because of me. You've been so open and honest with me, but my jealously is getting worse rather than better. You have women all over you and around you, and you probably always will. Yes the Molly thing bothered me, but that's just one minor detail. It's just...like I said, it's me Owen. I do love you so much, but I just can't seem to accept you as you are."

"I can change. I will change."