........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ She would take her small tent and food for a couple of days. To go to Scotland I used my car and collected Jean at her house and put her gear into the car with mine. When we arrived in Scotland we found that there was a grassy area at the top of the beach I had been told about where we could pitch our tents and there was a stream nearby for water. Jean did the cooking for our supper and we bedded down in our tents for the night. The following morning we walked to the beach on our bathing. At the moment, Justin was positioning candles in the field of one camera, while other cameras were poised outside the frame. As I stepped into the room, Justin pulled out a lighter, lit the candles and killed the lights. He went checking spots with a light meter. Then he danced over to a big old Hasselblad portrait camera and picked up the hand trigger. For a moment he stood there, apparently frozen, then pushed the plunger. There was a cascade of clicks. and Justin let out a breath he had been. And rather than a whisper a greeting I growl, a feral a****l sound that matches my mood and my need.And we take each other's hand and I lead you to the warmth and cosiness of the bedroom and when we get there I turn off the lights and light a scented candle so the flickering light plays over the walls and the delicate exotic scents fill our senses and the atmosphere, which is already charged and sensuous because that's how we've made our home, and we close the door and embrace again and kiss,.