I woke up the next morning, sore from sleeping on the couch. After cleaning up, Joe and Anne left for home. I took Nancy and Gwen to a marina. R.J. had some hot motorcycles set up for a photographer named Randy, and me to shoot with the girls. Randy seemed like a nice guy, he had his wife as his assistant.
I took both girls to the boats and R.J. followed. Nancy then turned to me, “I want your opinion on something,” she said.
“Sure.” I replied. Expecting a legal question.
She pulled down her bikini top and showed me her breasts, “Do you think I need a boob job?” She asked in a matter of fact manner. Now since this time I have had a number of models ask me this. They just know I see a lot of women and a lot of boobs, so they want my assessment. But this was a first at the time and threw me off guard.
“They look great to me.” Was about all I could say. I saw her months later at a shoot in Dallas and she had gone ahead and got her breasts enhanced.
Gwen had just been published in Playboy Special editions. I think it was their girls of some conference or lingerie edition. I was kind of intimidated, it was the first time I had photographed someone who actually had been Playboy. I knew she was slumming working with me.
So Gwen and Nancy started posing on the boat. I actually can’t find the CD of Nancy’s shots, only one or two I had in a bikini file. I have Gwen’s CD so those are the ones I mainly posted here. But R.J. was there and they were guests of him and Caribbean Tan so he started giving the girls posing directions. I liked some of his directions, but he just kept doing it. Acting kind of like an art director at a shoot. Anyway, I found I did not like anyone giving the models directions but me when I am shooting. I have encountered this a few more times and I usually shut it down. It may just be I am a jerk and don’t like people telling me what to do.










