In the following days, I was pretty relaxed because it was a weekend without much to do. I'm not a workoholic or anything, don't get me wrong. But work is its own battlefield, so it didn't come as a big surprise when Angela contacted me about an upcoming photo shoot. She was going to be in town for a bit for whatever reason, but somehow I could just smile and accept her offer which brought us to Tuesday at the beach. I had my camera and everything with me while Angela was posing incredibly well. Honestly, she understood how everything worked perfectly, from poses to angles, lighting and more. To say I was quite enticed by what she was doing would've been an understatement. I don't know what it was, Angela just had something to herself nobody else compared to. No matter the swimsuit or pose, she looked amazing.
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I enjoyed my time at the beach with her, especially because we were alone. No producers, no makeup crew, nothing that could distract or interrupt us when I told Angela that about two and a half hours of shooting were enough. Smiling, the voluptuous beauty walked over to me, not minding that I scanned her entire body with my eyes.
Angela:" This was fun. I'm glad you agreed to help me."
Martin:" Any time, Angela. When did you decide to do a new beach shoot?"
Angela:" Saturday morning. The sun was out and I thought I would enjoy it. And inviting you was a no-brainer."
Martin:" I appreciate that. More often than not, work doesn't leave me much spare time."
