The Chap and I don’t get a huge amount of time together at the moment. We’ve always been good at fleeting visits, but it’s not the same as being able to relax into each other.
So when, a little while ago, we got a whole evening and morning together, and to eat, talk, muck about with a camera, that was lovely. I’d mentioned an idea I’d had for Sinful Sunday, one in which he’d be holding me, with a touch of ambiguity. He was more than willing to help.
But while he seemed to get the idea when we were talking it through, it took several attempts to actually get the shot. Perhaps I’m not as good a director as I’d thought.
There’s another picture from earlier in this session, that I keep on my phone now. We were still (ahem) working out where his hands should go, and I was moving one back into the right place when the timer on the camera went. It’s a mess, frankly, but I love the contrast between the size of our hands. It makes me look and feel almost delicate.
Who else is playing this weekend? Click on the kiss: