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M through R › Once Upon A Time In Mexico
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
16
Views:
2,468
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
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Currently Reading:
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I do not own Once Upon a Time in Mexico, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Ch2
Chapter Two: Tweaking
Liljana bent down to see the paper in the dim red light, twirling the knob on the side of the enlarger until the image was in focus. She looked to Sands who nodded in agreement. Pressing the timer, she stepped back out of the way, letting the light shine through the negative onto the glossy paper. When the light flicked off, she developed the paper, watching as a naked Sands and herself sitting entwined, slowly appeared on the paper. She licked her lips unconsciously. The composition was good. The black and white looked great. But...
"Something's missing." They said at the same time, both of them chuckling briefly. Liljana stared at the photo, her mind whizzing a mile a minute. She could swear she saw something in a book...Dammit! What was it?
Twenty minutes later, the pair sat in the dark, cutting tiny letters out of cardboard.
Another twenty minutes later, they were arranging them into words on the bottom-right corner of some new photo paper. Liljana exposed then watched the photo develop slowly in the tray, the writing overlapping the entwined bodies slightly.
"Tell me you want me"… "I need you"… "Tell me I'm beautiful"… "You're gorgeous"… "Tell me you love me"… "I adore you"
Liljana grinned and met Sands eyes, "Oh yeah. We're good."
"I'm thinking a couple of grade A's." Sands responded.
"You know, I might just have to borrow you for more photos. You're a good model."
"I know. I look great naked."
"If you say so. Lets just get these photos finished so I can go. I'm meeting someone at four."
"Girly gossip meeting?"
"No."
"Boyfriend?"
"Yeah."
"Anyone I know?"
"Dave Rice."
Sands burst out laughing, "Surely you're not serious?"
Liljana glared at him, "Oh? And who are you dating? Probably some bleached blonde slut with more silicone than brains?"
"Dave's a bit...well... I guess you must be into the extra-boring type, then."
"Who are you to criticise my boyfriend?"
"I was just making an observation."
"Well don't. Dave is nice."
"Just 'nice?" Liljana glared at Sands who was smirking,
"You can finish these prints by yourself. I'm going to be late." She grabbed her jacket and left, spinning the door almost violently.
***
‘Nice. Nice...is so...nice. What does it even mean? Nice is just so...plain. Boring. Ordinary. Just... nice. Gah! What does Sands know, anyway? He spends his time hopping from one girl's bed into another's. Dave is nic-fine. Dave is...fine. But he's not perfect. He listens to me. He's kind and caring. Is he really what I want? I must be getting picky in my old age. Yes, the ripe old age of 19. I like him. That counts, right? Dammit! I need to stop thinking about this. My brain hurts.’
With impeccable timing, said boyfriend appeared at the table. "Hey Dave."
"Hello, Sweetie." He leant down and kissed her. As Liljana closed her eyes, she imagined deep brown ones staring back at her. She jumped back from Dave, looking into his light blue ones. "Lil?"
"I, uh, I have...garlic breath. Just got to go to the bathroom. Back in a sec." Liljana pushed her chair back, and rushed to the bathroom, heading straight into a cubicle and shutting the door behind her.
"Shit. I hate you, Sands. You know that?" She whispered as if he were there, pacing as best she could in the small space. It was just a fluke. Freudian slip of the brain. ‘Okay. I'm good.’ Liljana took a deep breath before returning to the table.
***
Sands pressed his arousal into the blonde's stomach. He couldn't remember her name. Leigh...Laney...Lianne... "Liljana..." the blonde frowned and pulled back from Sands.
"That's not my name."
"What?"
"You called me 'Liljana'."
"No, I called you 'Lianne'."
"No, you didn't, Sands. Geez, what's with you lately?"
"Nothing!"
"You called me 'Liljana' twice, tonight! I don't think we should be doing this anymore."
"What?"
"I'll see you around." Sands stood in shock as the blonde walked away. Mostly because no one had ever 'dumped' him before. It was always him who did the dumping. He huffed to himself and cursed when he realised he still had a boner.
***
Friday morning came all too soon for Liljana. She sat at her desk, glaring at the door, waiting for Sands to show. They had to hand in their final piece today. The tutor was just finishing calling attendance when Sands entered the room. Liljana glared at Sands and Sands glared at Liljana. It took a few seconds for them to realise.
When asked, Liljana walked up to the front and handed over their photos.
Liljana sat listening as the tutor read out who was working with whom for the next assignment-landscapes. "Sheldon and Liljana." Liljana turned and glared at Sands who was sitting with his feet propped up on another desk.
As people started leaving with their partners, Liljana and Sands walked up to their tutor.
"Miss, we worked together on the last assignment."
"Yes, I know. And a fine job you did too. You two have worked well together, that is why you are paired up on this one, too."
"Right. Uh, thanks." And with that, they left.
"So what shall we do?" Liljana asked.
"I have a few suggestions." Sands grinned and waggled his eyebrows.
"Ugh. I mean for the assignment. Landscapes. Know any good parks?"
"No, but I live right next to a four acre wood, just out of town."
"Or we could do buildings."
"Well, I'm not bothered."
"Fine. Let's take photos in the woods."
"We can take my car. It's a long walk otherwise."
"Sure. History was cancelled this week so I don't have to be back until two."
"Better grab some food from the canteen, then. It's almost lunch, now."
"What car do you have?"
"I'll drive up in front of the main entrance."
***
Liljana walked down the steps at the main entrance to the college, carrying sandwiches and bags of sweets. She scanned the car park and raised an eyebrow when a loud, black BMW sports car stopped in front of her. Liljana rolled her eyes. "Right. Of course, show-off, you flash Git."
Liljana got in, the leather seat squeaking under her jeans. "Did you just call me a 'Git'?"
"Yeah."
"What's that?"
"Some random British insult, I think. I'm not quite sure what it means, but I know that it sounds really insulting." She chuckled.
"Sure thing, Sugarbutt."
"Okay. I got food and cameras."
"Fasten your seatbelt, Sugarbutt," not giving her quite enough time to actually fasten said seatbelt, Liljana squealed as Sands pressed his foot on the accelerator and the sweet packets in her arms went flying all over the car as they zoomed out of college.
Liljana bent down to see the paper in the dim red light, twirling the knob on the side of the enlarger until the image was in focus. She looked to Sands who nodded in agreement. Pressing the timer, she stepped back out of the way, letting the light shine through the negative onto the glossy paper. When the light flicked off, she developed the paper, watching as a naked Sands and herself sitting entwined, slowly appeared on the paper. She licked her lips unconsciously. The composition was good. The black and white looked great. But...
"Something's missing." They said at the same time, both of them chuckling briefly. Liljana stared at the photo, her mind whizzing a mile a minute. She could swear she saw something in a book...Dammit! What was it?
Twenty minutes later, the pair sat in the dark, cutting tiny letters out of cardboard.
Another twenty minutes later, they were arranging them into words on the bottom-right corner of some new photo paper. Liljana exposed then watched the photo develop slowly in the tray, the writing overlapping the entwined bodies slightly.
"Tell me you want me"… "I need you"… "Tell me I'm beautiful"… "You're gorgeous"… "Tell me you love me"… "I adore you"
Liljana grinned and met Sands eyes, "Oh yeah. We're good."
"I'm thinking a couple of grade A's." Sands responded.
"You know, I might just have to borrow you for more photos. You're a good model."
"I know. I look great naked."
"If you say so. Lets just get these photos finished so I can go. I'm meeting someone at four."
"Girly gossip meeting?"
"No."
"Boyfriend?"
"Yeah."
"Anyone I know?"
"Dave Rice."
Sands burst out laughing, "Surely you're not serious?"
Liljana glared at him, "Oh? And who are you dating? Probably some bleached blonde slut with more silicone than brains?"
"Dave's a bit...well... I guess you must be into the extra-boring type, then."
"Who are you to criticise my boyfriend?"
"I was just making an observation."
"Well don't. Dave is nice."
"Just 'nice?" Liljana glared at Sands who was smirking,
"You can finish these prints by yourself. I'm going to be late." She grabbed her jacket and left, spinning the door almost violently.
***
‘Nice. Nice...is so...nice. What does it even mean? Nice is just so...plain. Boring. Ordinary. Just... nice. Gah! What does Sands know, anyway? He spends his time hopping from one girl's bed into another's. Dave is nic-fine. Dave is...fine. But he's not perfect. He listens to me. He's kind and caring. Is he really what I want? I must be getting picky in my old age. Yes, the ripe old age of 19. I like him. That counts, right? Dammit! I need to stop thinking about this. My brain hurts.’
With impeccable timing, said boyfriend appeared at the table. "Hey Dave."
"Hello, Sweetie." He leant down and kissed her. As Liljana closed her eyes, she imagined deep brown ones staring back at her. She jumped back from Dave, looking into his light blue ones. "Lil?"
"I, uh, I have...garlic breath. Just got to go to the bathroom. Back in a sec." Liljana pushed her chair back, and rushed to the bathroom, heading straight into a cubicle and shutting the door behind her.
"Shit. I hate you, Sands. You know that?" She whispered as if he were there, pacing as best she could in the small space. It was just a fluke. Freudian slip of the brain. ‘Okay. I'm good.’ Liljana took a deep breath before returning to the table.
***
Sands pressed his arousal into the blonde's stomach. He couldn't remember her name. Leigh...Laney...Lianne... "Liljana..." the blonde frowned and pulled back from Sands.
"That's not my name."
"What?"
"You called me 'Liljana'."
"No, I called you 'Lianne'."
"No, you didn't, Sands. Geez, what's with you lately?"
"Nothing!"
"You called me 'Liljana' twice, tonight! I don't think we should be doing this anymore."
"What?"
"I'll see you around." Sands stood in shock as the blonde walked away. Mostly because no one had ever 'dumped' him before. It was always him who did the dumping. He huffed to himself and cursed when he realised he still had a boner.
***
Friday morning came all too soon for Liljana. She sat at her desk, glaring at the door, waiting for Sands to show. They had to hand in their final piece today. The tutor was just finishing calling attendance when Sands entered the room. Liljana glared at Sands and Sands glared at Liljana. It took a few seconds for them to realise.
When asked, Liljana walked up to the front and handed over their photos.
Liljana sat listening as the tutor read out who was working with whom for the next assignment-landscapes. "Sheldon and Liljana." Liljana turned and glared at Sands who was sitting with his feet propped up on another desk.
As people started leaving with their partners, Liljana and Sands walked up to their tutor.
"Miss, we worked together on the last assignment."
"Yes, I know. And a fine job you did too. You two have worked well together, that is why you are paired up on this one, too."
"Right. Uh, thanks." And with that, they left.
"So what shall we do?" Liljana asked.
"I have a few suggestions." Sands grinned and waggled his eyebrows.
"Ugh. I mean for the assignment. Landscapes. Know any good parks?"
"No, but I live right next to a four acre wood, just out of town."
"Or we could do buildings."
"Well, I'm not bothered."
"Fine. Let's take photos in the woods."
"We can take my car. It's a long walk otherwise."
"Sure. History was cancelled this week so I don't have to be back until two."
"Better grab some food from the canteen, then. It's almost lunch, now."
"What car do you have?"
"I'll drive up in front of the main entrance."
***
Liljana walked down the steps at the main entrance to the college, carrying sandwiches and bags of sweets. She scanned the car park and raised an eyebrow when a loud, black BMW sports car stopped in front of her. Liljana rolled her eyes. "Right. Of course, show-off, you flash Git."
Liljana got in, the leather seat squeaking under her jeans. "Did you just call me a 'Git'?"
"Yeah."
"What's that?"
"Some random British insult, I think. I'm not quite sure what it means, but I know that it sounds really insulting." She chuckled.
"Sure thing, Sugarbutt."
"Okay. I got food and cameras."
"Fasten your seatbelt, Sugarbutt," not giving her quite enough time to actually fasten said seatbelt, Liljana squealed as Sands pressed his foot on the accelerator and the sweet packets in her arms went flying all over the car as they zoomed out of college.