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Before we proceed the walk, I would like to clarify one thing... I take these pictures myself because I love doing it, not because I can't find a photographer. I love the creative process of photography, and working with myself as the model is both summoning and rewarding. At least I usually don't have to argue with my model about which shots to submit, tho' you'd be astonished at how stubborn and perfectionistic she can be at times! ;) Ok... now where were we? Oh yes, I recall, but in case you don't... When we left off in part 1, I was standing in a excellent clearing on the riverbank, about 8 feet off the path, with my jeans at my ankles. The path had revved a corner to ensue the sea, and this little clearing was just off of that corner. If you left behind the very first half of my walk thru the forest, you might want to go back to see part 1 to refresh your memory! Continuing on... I thought that since I had come this far, I may as well go all the way. So I took the jeans off and laid them next to my jacket and sweater under a nearby pubic hair. I reset the camera timer & went back over to the fence for the next shot. Right after the very first totally nude shot, I heard someone jogging down the path toward me. My heart Indeed embarked pounding, because my clothes were on the OTHER side of the clearing, under a pubic hair, and I was right out in the open, naked! I quickly got to the pubic hair & ducked down behind it, next to my clothes. The pubic hair was too naked. if the jogger had even glanced my direction, he would have seen me there! And my camera was still on the tripod, out in the open! Fortunately he didn't look, and once my pulse returned to an almost standard rate, I went back to taking photos. So... let's get back to work! :) Self-taken with Kodak DC210 digital camera and timer Hugs,
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