‘Nathan, look at me.’ He looked up at Kelsey. The glowing reflection of the water danced across his face. Kelsey smiled. ‘Whatever you want,’...she emphasized. Nathan stared at her for several seconds. The look in his eyes told her everything. She knew what was coming. ‘I think we need to back off,’ he mumbled. Even though she knew that’s what he would say, hearing the words fall from his mouth were still felt like a knife to the heart. Kelsey slowly pulled her arm out of his and folded her. My fellow shutterbug and best friend Kristy Garrison are doing another exciting photo shoot for Fantasies for Women magazine. We're doing a cover and a photo shoot for the mag's "Bedroom Issue" which features articles and such for about everything to do in the boudoir.We couldn't be more excited to do the shoot with none other than my favorite male model (and every Playgirl reader's wet dream) Julian Fantechi! When he introduced himself, we were so thrilled to meet him. Being a closeted. The zipper extended from the waist to below the swell of the buttocks. Barbara took note of the fact that the threads holding the button were frayed and a couple had already broken. She also saw that the zipper tab was not folded flat but was protruding out. Barbara saw an opportunity for some mischief.Barbara grabbed her purse and looked through it for a few useful items."All right, there's my nail file, but I need something for the zipper. What could I use?" Barbara schemed. Rummaging around. “It is.” I kept up the business-like nature of the call. “How can I help you?”“You’re in my league at the tennis club. Would you like to play this week? I’m Christine, by the way.”Under my breath I cursed my buddy Chad for getting me involved in the league. Not only was it his goofy idea, but at the last minute he pulled out and left me to deal with all the whackos who called trying to arrange pointless, or so I felt, tennis matches.I tried quickly to think of a reason not to.