When we got to the studio I was drenched. Denise helped me dry off and get into clothes for the session. I put on one plain but rather skimpy set of clothes after another. The shorts were a little too short, tight, and revealing but everyone was very warm and encouraging. Taylor took numerous photos of me and Gino kept teliing me how perfect, beautiful, and natural I am.I began to think how silly it was to dream of a european boyfriend when I had a perfectly good boyfriend right here.
I thought about Gino more as I posed and got nervous. How do I tell him I am intrested? Would he even think of me as anything but a friend? We got to the point where I was to pose in the bikini and all of a sudden Taylor started getting interupted. We were doing the bikini shoots and Taylor kept getting called away. Gino and I started to flirt. The more I sat around in a bikini waiting to be photoed, the more Gino and I flirted. Then Taylor and Denise had to leave to run an errand. I noticed a disposable camera on the counter and had an idea. I asked Gino how he would handle a shoot where he wanted to make it look like my bikini top had become undone in a wave. He said he would tape the bikini straps to my sides and then untie the back. I silently took a deep breath and told him to show me. As he reached for me to put the tape on the straps, I put my hand on his, looked deep into his eyes and smiled. He knew my thoughts.