Luke's Diary: An Unlucky Man In A Zombie Apocalypse. Entries 957 - 1157

Entry 1088: Thursday 19th September 2019

Entry 1088
Thursday 19th September 2019

What a day!

Angela came round today. Thankfully Nikki was out so I didn't have to explain to her who Angela was or about me agreeing to get my kit off and pose naked for art class. I invited Angela in but told her she couldn't stay long because I was busy. I wasn't. I just didn't want to her to be here whilst Nikki was here. "I have to tell you something," I said to Angela. "I am so grateful to you for volunteering your time like this," said Angela. "Yeah," I said, "Look, I need to be honest..." "It really does mean a lot that you're helping out like this," said Angela. "Yeah," I said, "You see the problem is..." "You know my husband used to pose naked for the class," said Angela, "But he died." "Oh, I'm sorry," I said. "He would be so proud that I managed to find someone to take his place," said Angela, "In some strange way, it's a bit like his spirit lives on." "Oh..." I said, starting to feel awkward at being on the edge of telling Angela I didn't want to pose naked. "I have been so excited," said Angela, "It's the happiest I've been in ages. You know I have been so depressed, but your very kind offer has put a big smile on my face." "Has it?" I asked. "Oh, very much so," said Angela, "If it didn't go ahead at this point, I don't know what I'd do." "You'd be disappointed?" I asked. "Oh, I think I'd be more than disappointed," said Angela, "I think I'd be suicidal. It's a good job you've done this before and that you've agreed to do again. Anyway, enough of me prattling on. You said you had to tell me something." A short silence lingered. "Oh, it doesn't matter," I said, "It's not important." "OK," said Angela, "Well, the class is on Saturday." "The day after tomorrow?" I exclaimed, "That's really soon." "Well, it's plenty of time," said Angela, "I can meet you at Cowes Community Centre half an hour before everyone starts arriving, and we'll get you all settled." Angela continued to talk to me, and we discussed different poses I could make whilst stood in the nude at the front of the art class. We discussed how I could hold my genitals, how long I'd be stood there for, and certain facial expressions I could make. "Can I put my hands in front of my... Well... You know," I said. "Oh, no," said Angela, "We don't want anything covered up. This about showing the full naked body in all its glory." "I'm not sure my naked body and glory go together," I said. "Oh, don't be modest," said Angela, "You're contributing towards the arts. It's amazing. The naked human body is a beautiful thing." "You haven't seen mine yet," I bluntly said. "I think you should have serious, longing contemplative look on your face," said Angela, "Give it a go." What followed was me reluctantly showing Angela various longing and contemplative looks. I felt like a right idiot sitting there and changing my facial expression. Eventually I made an expression that Angela was happy with and then we talked about how I would pose. "Why don't you take your clothes off now?" asked Angela, "We can play around with a few poses." "Oh, God, no," I said. "Don't be shy," said Angela, "I've worked with plenty of naked models, and you've done this before remember?" "I'd really rather not get naked right now," I said, "My ex will be home soon." "It should take us less than five minutes," said Angela with a cheery smile, "Come on. Pop your clothes off. I'll turn my back." Angela stood and turned around to give me some privacy. Rolling my eyes and with a depressing sigh I stood up and started to take my clothes off. How the Hell did I get myself into this sh*t? I thought to myself. After a few moments I was stood in the living room totally naked. "OK," I unenthusiastically said. Angela turned round with a big smile on her face, but this big smile was quickly replaced with an expression of disappointment. "Oh..." she glumly said. I looked down at my nob, and then looked back up at Angela. "Well..." said Angela, "You know what they say, size isn't everything. Now let's play around with some poses." Angela then approached me and moved me around like a rag doll, stretching out my legs and making me extend out my arms. I was put in all manner of poses and positions. "Right then," said Angela, moving my legs and arms around, "Turn to the side, put this hand in the air like that, and put this other hand on your waist. I think that looks good. Now let me just position your feet." Angela dropped to her knees and with her head inches away from my c*ck she started moving feet around, and then – RIGHT ON QUEUE – Nikki appeared. She came in through the front door and just as she was about to enter the living room, she froze in the doorway and looked over at me with horror on her face as she saw me, stood completely naked with a middle-aged woman on her knees with her head right in front of my naked crotch. Angela turned round and smiled at Nikki. "Oh, hello," she said with a big smile on her face, "You must be Nikki. I'm Angela. I'm just trying to get this one in the right position before we get down to it. You can't just stand in any old position when people are paying to watch and get a good look." "Oh God," I said, closing my eyes and feeling mortified. With a furious look on her face, Nikki turned around and stormed out of the house. "Oh, dear," said Angela, "Was it something I said?" "God," I said, "You made it sound like... We... Like we..." Angela looked at me with a confusing look on her face. "Oh, it doesn't matter," I said, "Look, are we done here?" We tried a few more poses and I eventually, and thankfully put my clothes back on.