Into the woods...

Well, a small cabin just out of Tivoli in the woods. It's beautiful, I will admit and with the softly falling snow, the place looks magical.

"Hey, you ready to start?" Marilyn disturbed my admiration for the place.

"This place is beautiful," I said, trying to avoid the photoshoot stuff.

Don't get me wrong, I'm glad she went out of her way to do this for me but I've never been good at pictures nor have I been comfortable taking them.

"Yes, it is. Can we start? We have a cute outfit ready for your first shot," she kindly mentioned.

I looked at the beautiful camp once more and finally agreed to head inside the luxurious cabin to get this started and over with.

Marilyn showed me to my room where clothes were hung everywhere ready for me to try them on.

"Am I going to take a photo in every one of these?" Marilyn nodded with a smile. "Don't worry, I'll do a couple with you," she smiled so much it looked like her smile was just about to crack.

Marilyn showed me the first outfit to put on and left to give me some privacy to change. The outfit was a cute elf costume. Just looking at it I could tell that this would leave me itching.

I chuckled to myself as I imagined how Tino would laugh at me for agreeing to wear this for Marilyn.

I took a picture for him and sent it to him but funny enough, this luxurious cabin didn't have WiFi or cell service for that matter.

Weird...

But I guess it's normal for places like these do not have any signal or whatsoever.

Kind of like the perfect place for murder...

I thought but chuckled to myself as I shook that thought from my mind.

Stripping off my comfy clothes, I put Marilyn's ridiculous elf costume with a lot of struggle. It fit but it was uncomfortable and like it guessed, itchy.

Sucking my whiny ass in, I walked out of the room and found Marilyn waiting for me in a similar elf costume. Her stomach nowhere nearly as big as mine and that had me wondering but I erased that crap from my mind quickly.

"So, the head photographer is running a little late but he'll be here before the end of the day. He left us with his assistant for the moment and he's nearly as good as him." She explained the situation before we headed out into the backyard of the cabin.

Out there was a large frozen lake with cameras and umbrellas set up on it. "Is this safe?" I asked Marilyn and she answered with a small nod.

There was a carpet spread out where we were going to work and walk, making the walk on ice thing easy.

"Hi, I'm Nikolai Kruger. Evan Davies's assistant photographer. Are you ready to look beautiful?" Nikolai introduced himself.

"I guess, yeah," I said and the man immediately started to work us. He had in so many different positions, all having us emphasize our pregnant stomachs.

After the being elves, we were Ice Queens, then we were cosy winter clothes, then long off-the-shoulder dresses and then we went inside for more "intimate" pictures.

This was the part I dreaded. I didn't feel comfortable showing my naked body, especially pregnant unless it was for Tino.

For this shoot I was left is just a panty and had to get in a bathtub filled with body paint. I had to get myself covered in paint up until my neck and try to look "sexy".

The body paint was the last of the day and I was glad to just hop in a shower and be on my way back home.

In the shower, as I scrub the paint remnants off my body I can't help a weird sense of déja vu coming through. I shake the feeling off because Marilyn has been nothing but supportive throughout this whole thing and she was nice enough to even organise something like this.

I turn the water off and wrap a towel around my body once I'm clean.

When I get back to my room, I find my room all cleared out of the clothes except for a cute white sweater dress.

I put it on and head out to find Marilyn in the kitchen talking to two men. I can tell that one of them is Nikolai but I'm guessing the other is the head photographer who is so late.

I can't necessarily see them too well as from where I'm standing and as I'm about to step closer for a better look at the photographer, Marilyn turns around and walks towards me with a huge smile.

"He's here!" She exclaims. "And he's ready to get the job done. Harley," she drags me towards the men.

I froze dead in my tracks once I can see the "head photographer".

"Meet Jermaine Kimes." Marilyn introduces.

The man is like a ghost. You won't see them unless they want to be seen, usually when they're ready to harm me.

"Come on, Mary. We know each other too well for introductions, don't we babe?" He smiles at me with that scary smile that always gave me the worst nightmares.

"I can't. I need to...go," I turn around to leave but Marilyn grabs my arm roughly pulling me back to her.

"I'm sorry but you can't leave." For the first, since the baby shower, Marilyn shows her dark side. "Jermaine," she nods her head to me.

I pull my arm from Marilyn successfully and turn to run but Jermaine grabs me by the throat and covers my mouth with a cloth coated in intense chemicals.

I humbly inhale a large amount of the terrible chemical.

"That's it. Go to sleep, bitch..."