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White Slave Tales - Charity Slave Auction

... and held his hand and kissed it. Then I said, "We can do that again some time. I enjoyed it."

He looked a little bit unsure and he asked, "How do you suppose your husband would feel about that Kelly?"

I smiled and said, "My husband would think it was wonderful." I understood now that he was worried about what Dale would think if he found out. I took his hand and said, "Seriously, Dale wouldn't mind."

He wasn't entirely convinced, but I was pretty sure that I could bring him around.

He pointed out a small bathroom and I went in and got cleaned up while he got dressed and went into the darkroom. Lisa got dressed and we sat around waiting impatiently for more than an hour.

He finally came out and said, "I'm sorry it took so long. You'll be happy though, they came out beautifully."

He let us into the darkroom and the photos were hanging up on line all around the room. He was right, they were beautiful! They were works of art. Every last one of them was a work of art, fit to hang in a gallery.

I went over to him and I had tears in my eyes. I hugged him and said, "They are beautiful. I don't know what to say. Thank you doesn't seem like enough."

He smiled down at me and said, "Oh, I pretty much think we are even young lady. For a few minutes I had Diane back. It wasn't enough, it wasn't real, but it was wonderful."

I stepped back again and said, "Lisa and I have a friend that has a large, famous art gallery in the city. He would go crazy over your work. ...

... Let me take them to him. Let him show them. They deserve to be seen."

He said, "I don't want to get involved in all of that crap. I can't deal with those people and to be honest I don't have much respect for a lot of the things people call art."

"All the more reason to put some real art out there for them," I argued. Then I had a thought and suggested, "What if we didn't tell anyone who the photographer was? Our friend could show them, sell them, and you could remain anonymous. At least let me take some of them to him. Let him look at them."

Alex finally gave in and we went through his collection and the three of us ***********ed about three dozen photographs. We worked our butts off packing them up to travel and by the time the guys finally got back with the trailer and a car full of help the photographers were ready to go.

We went out and watched Dale and Frank and a couple of guys they had been able to round up from the club put the car up on rollers and carefully winch it out of the garage and onto the trailer. Then they helped us load the photos in the back of the truck and secure them. Before we left we took Frank and Dale into the studio and showed them our portraits.

Alex was standing there nervously, not knowing how our husbands would react to him taking nude pictures of their wives. When the guys saw the pictures they went nuts. They were just as excited about them as we were. Well, almost anyway.

Before we left, Dale handed Alex a check for the ...