I stayed still, remembering the lessons learned from my art class modeling, in spite of the shiver his touch gave me.Then they moved around in front o... me. "A cheesecake shot, on the other hand, virtually always shows the model's face, and usually she, or he, is looking directly into the camera, making eye contact with the audience, with an expression that invites some sort of response. Look this way, please, Miss Finch," he directed, focusing on me with his own camera. "Now smile in a friendly. She then commenced to wash his face. Softly yet skilfully she cleaned around his eyes and nose. A chill ran through her body, not one of foreboding but one of love and affection. Although Harold’s eyes were closed she could feel their warmth. She could recall the steely strength and resolve those same blue eyes had shown whenever they had faced adversity. She sighed and murmured her affection, ‘Strong features, strong man.’ ‘My young lion’ she continued in admiration. Her thoughts flew to. " I waved my dagger under his face. "Ye think me some soft fool to take by your wiles? I took ye down, laddie, that's clear enough. You're no enough of a man to be with me." "I was...disoriented. Out of place, and I'd hit my head. In a fair fight, I'd not be so easy." "Right. Like I'll give ye a chance to kill me or worse? I'm not stupid." He smiled. "I didn't expect you to offer me a rematch. I was just pointing out that in your country, in the woods where I've rarely been, in fact I've only. The little fairy saw his hand and smiling she lowered herself until she stood on the palm of his hand. Then she sat down on the swell of his thumb."My name is Gaeldess," she said getting comfortable. "You are welcome to hide in my hair anytime you need Gaeldess," Taren said with a smile. "A fairy as beautiful as yourself probably needs to hide often." Thank you," she giggled. "But Maalik is the only one who insists on running me down." She flew up from his hand and around him, taking in his.