Chapter 3 by wicker

What's next?

Punk'd

Barbara lay at the bottom of a large pool that just had enough water for her photo shoot. It was a brand new pool at a country club and had not been used yet.

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She was there with the photographer and two of his assistants. A bathrobe hung on the steps down to the pool.

"OK, close your eyes, Barbara. By the way, still won't to do full nude?"

"No way. Stop asking." Barbra closed her eyes.

After a minute, Barbara noticed she heard nothing but the sounds of the country club in the distance. She opened her eyes and saw her bathrobe was gone and she did not see the photographer. "Hello?"

Nothing.

She looked around and saw no one. She climbed the ladder and peeked out over the edge of the pool. The photographer, his assistants, and all of their equipment was gone. "What the fuck?" She could see the golf course from there and there were a foursome teeing off at one of the holes, and she could see the pool locker room, where her clothes were, or at least she hoped were still there.