*** Keepin’ it Real *** Why couldn’t it have been a reflection of her in the nude before me? I pause for a moment as I lock the sliding glass door for the night. I search for a glimpse of my reflection in the glass of my freshly showered and naked form in the door, but find none. With my right hand, I massage my erection thinking about what could have been. Looks like you’ll be resolving this ‘issue’ alone again tonight....

*** Keepin’ it Real *** I’ve been fueled by a dream, driven by a passion and unwilling to let either take the back seat. I sit back and relax in the driver’s seat of the parked rental car as memories rush back to when I opened the envelope and discovered that I had been selected to be her photographer in a photo shoot for some ‘confidential project’ . Maybe this is going to be a pictorial for a men’s adult magazine. Think...

*** Keepin' it Real *** Why did that paper on the bed last night have to be just a confidentiality agreement about the photo shoot tomorrow? The phone rings a third time in my right ear. “Hey bro,” the familiar male voice answers. “How’s it going?” I cease my daydreaming out the guest room’s rear window and bring the lake back into focus. “Well, I’m here,” I reply with a hint of enthusiasm into my mobile phone and place m...