Remember, Snorb? Remember how I told you that you haven't seen anything yet?
I TRUTHED.--September 28* AW 1284
I told Amy and Shir that the folks around the Mota grapevine were murmuring about who was the sexier of the two. We met in a fancy bistro in Paseo. Shir, being Shir, boldly proclaimed that of course she was the sexier of the two. To both of our surprise, Amy, whose face was flushed, dared Shir to pose off in the sexiest ensemble she could get while Amy did the same. I think that Amy had one Mojito too many. (Thanks to Shir, we managed to slip out of the bistro without paying the bill).
Surely enough the two of them arrived at my studio donning trench coats. When they, erm, disrobed,
I was stunned by their natural beauty. Shir brought to the table a naughty, feisty "bad girl game," while Amy played it a bit more teasingly. I wondered how the latter supported herself during med school.
Their traveling companions were eager to see our session photos. Unfortunately my brother could not be reached due to a prior circumstance involving Amy in a slightly less risque shoot--he was so thoroughly exsanguinated that the Clone Lab had trouble finding intact DNA to use as a template. When (if) he comes back, I think I'll keep him in the dark about this.
from the journal of Stu Thompson, professional photographer*Don't know how months work in Algo.You can visit the artist's dA page
HERE.