Just went through a very creepy experience this past week. Something I didn't expect to go through, but then again there's always a first. But something like this does leave a lot to the imagination on the “what ifs” or “what would have happen” through my mind.
One morning I receive a text from a mysterious number that reads: Hey Francisco! Naturally I was curious to see who was on the other line. Who wouldn't? The person on that number knows who I am and seem quite genuine. So I asked who was on the other line.
I'll use the name Makenna for this story to protect the individual.
The mystery texter replies: I'm Makenna. Now I recognize that name. She was someone I took photos of for a film prop back when I was in college. She was sixteen at the time and today she would be twenty. I've shot her a couple more times for a doc I worked on. I haven't spoken to her in about a year after that. Didn't think much of her having a different number though. People get new numbers all the time.
“Hey! I haven't spoken to you in years! How's it going?”
“Very good! Just doing commercial shoots. I'm in the Atlanta area. We should do a shoot!”
Naturally I said yes. Her current port looks amazing and I wanted to improve the photos I took of her. We discuss concepts of the shoot. She tells me that she's tired of doing commercial shoots and we decided to go to the more edgy style like you'd see in Vice magazine. I showed her some of my edgy stuff and she loved it. I asked if she's okay doing implied shots and she tells me that nudity is fine as long it's not some kind of erotic type of deal. More artsy in a way. She tells me that she'd let me know how her schedule is the next day since she will only be in Atlanta for the week – leaving Sunday.
The next day Makenna sends me images as reference from pmagazine and treats magazine which were gorgeous nudes. Beautiful and tasteful. Then she started to send me more images that were a little stronger in content but not in sense of borderline of anything. She tells me that we can shoot saturday or friday. I chose Friday because that was the best day for me. She later tells me that she has to go and will talk to me later.
Later on in the evening she message me back with a different tone. Not a genuine tone that was earlier in our conversation. She tells me that she's super excited for the shoot and read that a model once had an orgasm in a shoot and wouldn't mind going through that experience. I thought it was a bit weird, but I took it as a joke. She's an adult now and she can crack a joke if she wants even if it's a little vulgar. Who am I to judge? So I took it as a grain of salt and moved on with the conversation.
We talked about the past shoots we've done. Talked about people we've worked with and the fashion parties we both attended. It was a fun conversation and then... She tells me that this will be a second shoot she has done nude and at the time didn't think much of it.
She begins describing the shoot in vivid and explicit detail. Something I would never thought she would shoot especially when she saids that she doesn't do erotic images. Makenna begins sending me photos of the shoot which were amazing and gorgeous, but at the same time they were quite explicit and never would have thought of her doing those images. All the photos that she sent never showed her face. It was always obscured.
Still I didn't think much of it.
Later on she starts to get more explicit with her story of the shoot – the photos she was showing me. Telling me how the photographer would shove his finger up her ass and would set the timer so he can get a shot of himself eating her out. Hmmm... Not judging but something doesn't sound right. Then she asks me if I could put my finger up her asshole as she rubs her clit.
Boom! Red flag there! I know as we get older that we're more open about our sexuality, but this is defiantly not something I would ever hear her say to me. Now I'm thinking this person isn't who she saids she is.
So I decided to ask specific questions – only the real Makenna would know. Every single question that I've asked. This person got right. I didn't had to wait that long for a response either. Now I'm confuse. Maybe it is her. Maybe she's just more free spirited in some way. Maybe there's more than a photoshoot of the intention that's being implied.
I decided to check the phone number. The area code was in the area of Austen, Texas. Made me curious. I check her fb to see if she is going to school in Austen. Nothing that would lead to that claim. I've notice that there was an event that she was planning to attend in SC the same day that she was suppose to meet up with me.
I thought she was working in Atlanta for the week. Maybe she accepted the invite earlier in the year before she was booked for a job and never updated it. Happens all the time, right? Right...?
I call the number. No voicemail. Just a beep.
Now I'm nervous. I contact her through fb asking if she's in Atlanta and if we had been talking to each other for the past couple of days.
She responds.
Her next two sentences puts chills down my spine.
“No, I haven't contacted you and I'm unaware of a shoot. I'm not in Atlanta either.”
I send her the number that was used to contact me. She tells me that it's not her number and the area code is way off.
I quickly block the number. And never showed up to the meeting place.
Now I think to myself. Who was this person? How does this texter know so much about me? What was this texter's real intention? Was this person just fucking with me? What would have happened if we met?
That last question will stay in my mind for as long as I live. Hopefully I'll never hear from that mystery texter again. I can tell you one thing I'm going to pay attention to the area code from here on out.
