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Shy's Excellent Adventure

Every couple of months Shy comes for a visit. We ALWAYS have such a good time because, frankly, we turn into a couple of nine year olds. It always seems to end up being a week of hedonistic delight with our friends...eating, drinking, and being merry, and not to mention all the photography that takes place.

Not only is Shy a terrific model but she is also a very talented photographer. You can check out her work here [link] and while you are there, read her journals. You'll find out she is also very very bright. Matter of fact, truth be known, her IQ is pretty much genius level AND she reads and writes 5 languages. SO this is no bimbo model!!!
There is a REASON I am telling you all this.

On her last visit, Shy and I decided to shoot some nudes out back behind my studio. I decided to switch lenses on my camera so I went back in the studio for just a minute. As much as I dearly love this woman, I have to say, patience is probably NOT her greatest virtue. When I returned with my lens, she was gone. I called her name and she came walking SLOWLY around from behind my carport. Seems there were some WONDERFUL prickly pear cactus that had borne fruit and Shy decided they looked "yummy". She is experienced with prickly pear cactus and, as I said, she's a bright girl....but I suppose in the heat of the moment she got careless.
SO I spent the next 20 minutes with tweezers picking cactus needles out of her lip, tongue, and fingers. These are tiny and sorta flesh colored barbs, so it was quite the project.
And of course, given the compassionate and understanding person I am....it was hard to be still because I was laughing uncontrollably at her.
Note to self #1: If your lover is in ANY kind of pain, it's probably not funny TO HER. Try NOT to laugh.

We decided to go to the front of my house and shoot a few more images there since the sun was getting low and the last vestiges of gold were pouring across my patio. It was beautiful and she had on a lovely little teddy and I was teasing her about NEVER wearing panties. This is the shot I got about 3 minutes before.[link] Before WHAT, you ask?? Well....I SWEAR I heard a crow chirping the theme song to Apocalypse Now. But before I could put together in my head what was happening, it had already happened. SPLAT.....Shy got it right on top the head. This was no ordinary bird shit.....I'm confident this crow had eaten 12 bags of popcorn for this occasion!
Note to self #2: If your lover ever gets her head shit on.....DON'T laugh.

After I composed myself and realized how deeply in trouble I was, I volunteered to take a shower with her and shampoo her hair and give her a bit of a massage.
So in the house we went.
I got the shower all nice and toasty, put up some candles, got her a nice glass of wine. She chugged it. Hmmm.....so I got her ANOTHER glass of wine and off to the shower we went.
It is at THIS point that I have to tell the story delicately, but suffice it to say that things went well in the shower and the wine and candles and massage were VERY graciously accepted.
But things DID get sorta heated and ...uh.....passionate. Who knew soap could be so slippery?
Note to self #3: If your lover slips and smacks her forehead on the tub, it probably hurt, so see "note to self #1"

I must say all's well that ends well. We retired to a nice soft comfy bed without prickly pear cactus, birds over head, or soap to slip on. I held my sweet lover in my arms and kissed it all better.
And it was wonderful again and safe.
Note to self #4: When it's all good and sweet and peaceful....DON'T think back on ANY of it and start giggling.

Shy returns to LA for a visit next Friday. Who knows what madness will take place. But I DO know one thing we'll do.We'll sit on my patio...she'll have her glass of Merlot and I'll have my Heineken!