She asked questions about technical matters, such as lenses used, lighting angles, filters, flash, etc. She was also very interested in how I created ...he atmosphere to get my models to cooperate, and brought out their personality into the two dimension B&W prints.I explained the technical matters, which was a simple task. What was more difficult to explain, was how I communicated with my models. I told her, the only way worked for me, was to work with models I knew well, and had some. "I replied, "Well that's a relief, but why did I need to dress like this?"Doc actually smiled and said, "Terence Morris cannot be seen with theperson that arranged this, plus from my point of view dressing as you arewas not exactly a burden, in fact you seemed to enjoy it."I frowned, Doc hit a little too close to home.He continued, "I will be just outside the door."As he left I heard the connecting door open, I turned and to myastonishment saw my old friend and Grad School classmate Sagar. He was very uncomfortable in the girdle, and didn't think hewould make the day in it. At work the girls told him they loved his outfit. At noon theywalked two blocks to a diner for lunch. By the time he got therehis legs were killing him. The girls laughed when he complainedabout the shoes and how tight the girdle was. They walked a littlefaster going back, and he was at the back of the pack all the way. Back at the office the girls had him getting all sorts of thingsfrom coffee to files.. This could possibly be one of the most difficult tales that I have ever written, but I have to unburden myself, and it’s easier to do so with the relative invisibility that this site allows. It started just a few short months ago, and it was all my doing. Joss, when I first met him seemed such a nice young chap, full of life and as far as I could see not a bad bone in his body. He still lived with his mum and extended family, but had pretty obviously reached the age when he had to branch out..
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