Category : Adult

Sub Category : Horror

With another two more hours to go until our first stop, Kevin decided to drive the remainder of the trip. Danny sat shot gun, he easily kept Kevin awake because he was just naturally loud. Those two could talk for hours about anything. If Danny was to ever open up, it was to Kevin. Danny was the youngest and Kevin felt good playing the big brother role. Danny filled an empty spot in Kevin's dark soul.


 Alex, Mac and Evol sat at the table pouring shots and planning our evening shoot once we got to Mono Lake. Evol was a master with lights so it was always a good time shooting with him at night. Meanwhile I took Sam back to the bed, I had an idea for a shoot with her. The bed had an old floral quilt over it with matching shams. It had a very 70’s vibe to it. Behind the bed was a huge scenic window that looked out to the road behind us. Sam was just wearing her black lace bra with the strap that always fell down her shoulder, but it was the look I was going for. She also had on little matching black panties that accentuated her perfect ass. She was great at working the camera, a natural with her dark blue eyes she had a way of luring you in. Soon old man Mac pulled out his camera to make his own magic with her. He was fascinating to watch as he directed her. “put your hand here” , “tilt your chin over that way”, “give me a look like you are ready to devour me”. He was funny sometimes, and it played well with his subjects. I would hope that one day I was as good as him. 


 We lost light fast and there was definitely a chill in the air. We found a spot to make camp. I wasn't prepared for how cold it was going to be. Kevin started a fire while Alex and I were setting up chairs outside. We weren't that hungry because we had been snacking the entire last half of the trip. 


 Evol and Danny disappeared looking for a spot to shoot. The rest of us were staying warm by the fire. It's amazing how quiet it can be out here, it felt like the pure darkness made it even quieter. The crackling and popping of the fire drowns out the eerie silence. Mac had been drinking most of the day as usual. He broke the silence telling of a story when he was stationed in Beirut back in 83. It was one of his first assignments as a Marine. He told us about the friendships he made while out there. “When you are far from home in strange country you tend to lean on your brothers, they become your family, you would die for them”. 



  We were all focused on Mac telling his story when we were startled by Danny calling to us saying that they found the spot. We all got up and gathered our gear. It was so cold out, but the short hike would help warm me up. I always looked forward to our night time shenanigans, this is what started it all, how we all came together. This is the passion that brought us all together, the passion that made us family.  It was our first night out shooting on this trip, we played with lights and we laughed just like we always do. Mono lake was simply amazing, it almost felt like we were on another planet with all of the tufa formations. I couldn't wait to see our pictures from tonight. We didn't know it at the time, but this was our last night of normal. If we only knew what was in store for us we would have just gone home. But we didn't know, we couldn't have known. We were living the life and enjoying the moment, enjoying each other. 


 We hiked back to the RV and turned in for the night. Although we all spent a good amount of time together back home, we had never been together around the clock. As I laid in bed that night I remember thinking that spending 24/7 with our friends could prove to be dangerous. I did not mean that in quite so literal terms, however looking back it was dangerous, danger in a way I would never have imagined.


 Morning came early with the sounds of Kevin in the kitchen. It was windy outside  and very cold. I chose to stay in bed a little longer where it was warm. Alex made her way to the coffeemaker trying not to bump into anyone along the way. It was pretty crowded with the seven of us squished in here. She brought me a cup back to our bed where we sat quietly sipping on our coffee for warmth and also a little morning pick me up. We were just at the beginning of our trip and we didn't want to be tired. Kevin brought us our own plate of food when he saw that we were pretty cozy where we were. He knew the table was pretty crowded and he didn't want us to miss out on his amazing biscuits and homemade sausage gravy. Our belly’s were full and it was time to head out. 



  We all packed up our own beds and helped clean the kitchen then we hit the road. Sam volunteered to drive the first stretch. We were hoping to make it to Barstow in good time. Danny sat shot gun and kept her entertained for the drive. I curled up in the chair by the window and wrote in my journal. There is something so divine about staring out at the world happening around you as you pass through little towns. I used to make up stories as a kid about the different people I would see on our travels. It was what I did to make the time pass a little quicker when I was excited about our next destination. This time, I chose to write about the people I saw on our trip to make the time pass.


 The drive to Barstow was pretty uneventful. We laughed a lot. Danny and Evol kept the party going with their shenanigans. We stopped a couple of times to take some pictures and stretch our legs. The first part of the drive was so beautiful. It was so surreal to be surrounded by such artistic souls. There was something so magical being able to capture a moment so that it would last forever. Anyone can take a picture these days of course. But to be able to capture the moment as it was felt and not how it looked took talent. The people in this RV possessed such amazing talent, it was humbling to shoot alongside them. 



 Sam parked the RV at the far end of the parking lot. We were starving, we didn't eat much on this last stretch so we decided to stop at a local little diner, The Pit Stop, for lunch. It smelled good and looked clean enough so we gave it a try. Shortly after we were seated we were greeted by a young girl. She had long dark thin stringy hair and was tall with unproportionally long limbs. She wasn't an ugly girl, just not someone who would necessarily turn heads. Dee Dee was her name, it seemed fitting for a girl from Barstow. 


 Dee Dee was a friendly and very outgoing girl. Working at The Pit Stop I'm sure she was used to all the strange faces that came through here daily. To me, Barstow was always known as a place to stop for food and gas while you were passing through, never a place to stay long let alone live. 


 She walked up to our table overhearing our conversation about finding a cool spot to shoot Sam. She had no problem joining in letting us know that she was born and raised here and knew all the good spots. After taking our order she pulled up a chair and started chatting with us. It was a slow day at the diner, there was only one other guest, a single man eating alone, and we didn't mind the fresh face and conversation while we waited for our food. Dee Dee told us that she had dreams of being on the big screen one day. She said as soon as she saved a bit more money she was moving to LA. We liked her ambition although we all knew she didn't have what it took, that was something we politely kept to ourselves.


 Our bellies were full as we paid the bill. Dee Dee pointed us in the direction of some possible cool spots. Even though we were just passing through we decided to stay and check them out. We weren't on a time limit so why not explore Barstow a bit. I was anxious to get Sam dolled up and get behind the camera. Sam was fun to dress up, but she was so much better to shoot. It was always nice working with someone who knows how to work a camera. We thanked Dee Dee, then off we went.