his
shoulders. He had to say something about the rocking table. So he shrugged his naked
shoulders and said, “There goes another one of those unexpected ocean breezes.” He
smiled, but he had a feeling there were more ocean breezes to come.
Jesse grabbed Kellan’s arm. “Did you get that? Did you get a shot of the table
moving and the shorts blowing off the bed?” His eyes were wide and his voice was high.
Kellan nodded. “I got it all.” He didn’t seem to get excited about much. It was all
part of the job.
Dexter stood there watching them. With the camera off, he felt awkward standing
there in his skimpy boxer briefs. For the first time since he’d dropped his pants, he felt
naked. “Is everything okay?” Jesse turned to him and smiled. He looked at Dexter’s body and said, “Everything
is perfect. Just keep doing what you’re doing, man.”
When the camera was on again, Dexter relaxed. The invisible fourth wall went
back up, and he took his time putting on his swim trunks. He yawned and stretched his
arms, then turned around slowly so the camera would get every angle of his naked body.
While he posed, he thought about Captain Lang. He knew he was going to have to
explain all this to him later, and he wasn’t looking forward to it.
When Dexter was dressed for the beach, the crew followed him to Herring Cove
and got plenty of great shots of the Provincetown beach. Elliot was there, so when Dexter
sat down next to him, the camera followed their conversation about how the president of
the Chamber of Commerce was going to cancel the fundraiser for AIDS. There was an
important meeting in town that night with the Provincetown Board of Selectmen. The
board was going to listen to the arguments for and against canceling the fundraiser so the
Chamber of Commerce could do the art festival instead. Dexter was now a member of the
Provincetown Retail Business Association, and he was speaking to the Board of
Selectmen that night on behalf of the association in support of the annual AIDS
fundraiser.
When Jesse heard this for the first time, he stopped the camera from rolling and
said, “Are you really speaking tonight, seriously?”
Dexter shrugged. He patted Elliot’s shoulder and said, “My new friend here kind
of got me into this and I can’t back out. I hope this is okay for the TV show. It’s a very
good cause. If the town cancels this fundraiser, a lot of people will be disappointed.”
When he’d joined the association and he’d learned just how important the AIDS fundraiser was to so many people, he’d become passionate about the cause, and he was
going to do anything in his power to convince the Board of Selectmen not to cancel it for
a frivolous art festival.
Jesse smiled. “It’s absolutely wonderful, Dexter. You just keep doing what you
normally do and make believe we’re not even here.”
They went back to the house and Dexter introduced Jesse and the crew to Marion
and Brighton. Brighton was home from school by then and she was smiling so wide you
could see her gums. Marion smiled, but she wouldn’t look anyone in the eye. She just
nodded at them and pulled Dexter aside. “I’m making chicken stew tonight. I’ll make
extra. It wouldn’t be right to have them watching us while we eat without offering them
something.”
He told her that was a good idea and listened to her grumble all the way back to
the kitchen. Then he told Jesse he was going upstairs to review his speech, shower, and
take a short nap. He said it was part of his normal routine and he wasn’t going to change
it. So Jesse and the others followed him upstairs, watched him study his speech, and got a
few good shots of him removing his swim trunks so he could take a quick shower. They
didn’t follow him into the shower. But the final shot
shoulders. He had to say something about the rocking table. So he shrugged his naked
shoulders and said, “There goes another one of those unexpected ocean breezes.” He
smiled, but he had a feeling there were more ocean breezes to come.
Jesse grabbed Kellan’s arm. “Did you get that? Did you get a shot of the table
moving and the shorts blowing off the bed?” His eyes were wide and his voice was high.
Kellan nodded. “I got it all.” He didn’t seem to get excited about much. It was all
part of the job.
Dexter stood there watching them. With the camera off, he felt awkward standing
there in his skimpy boxer briefs. For the first time since he’d dropped his pants, he felt
naked. “Is everything okay?” Jesse turned to him and smiled. He looked at Dexter’s body and said, “Everything
is perfect. Just keep doing what you’re doing, man.”
When the camera was on again, Dexter relaxed. The invisible fourth wall went
back up, and he took his time putting on his swim trunks. He yawned and stretched his
arms, then turned around slowly so the camera would get every angle of his naked body.
While he posed, he thought about Captain Lang. He knew he was going to have to
explain all this to him later, and he wasn’t looking forward to it.
When Dexter was dressed for the beach, the crew followed him to Herring Cove
and got plenty of great shots of the Provincetown beach. Elliot was there, so when Dexter
sat down next to him, the camera followed their conversation about how the president of
the Chamber of Commerce was going to cancel the fundraiser for AIDS. There was an
important meeting in town that night with the Provincetown Board of Selectmen. The
board was going to listen to the arguments for and against canceling the fundraiser so the
Chamber of Commerce could do the art festival instead. Dexter was now a member of the
Provincetown Retail Business Association, and he was speaking to the Board of
Selectmen that night on behalf of the association in support of the annual AIDS
fundraiser.
When Jesse heard this for the first time, he stopped the camera from rolling and
said, “Are you really speaking tonight, seriously?”
Dexter shrugged. He patted Elliot’s shoulder and said, “My new friend here kind
of got me into this and I can’t back out. I hope this is okay for the TV show. It’s a very
good cause. If the town cancels this fundraiser, a lot of people will be disappointed.”
When he’d joined the association and he’d learned just how important the AIDS fundraiser was to so many people, he’d become passionate about the cause, and he was
going to do anything in his power to convince the Board of Selectmen not to cancel it for
a frivolous art festival.
Jesse smiled. “It’s absolutely wonderful, Dexter. You just keep doing what you
normally do and make believe we’re not even here.”
They went back to the house and Dexter introduced Jesse and the crew to Marion
and Brighton. Brighton was home from school by then and she was smiling so wide you
could see her gums. Marion smiled, but she wouldn’t look anyone in the eye. She just
nodded at them and pulled Dexter aside. “I’m making chicken stew tonight. I’ll make
extra. It wouldn’t be right to have them watching us while we eat without offering them
something.”
He told her that was a good idea and listened to her grumble all the way back to
the kitchen. Then he told Jesse he was going upstairs to review his speech, shower, and
take a short nap. He said it was part of his normal routine and he wasn’t going to change
it. So Jesse and the others followed him upstairs, watched him study his speech, and got a
few good shots of him removing his swim trunks so he could take a quick shower. They
didn’t follow him into the shower. But the final shot
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