You Can Trust Me (Keith Powers Story)

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Who's cool? Me?

Manhattan, NY

• October 20, 2017 •
• 12:21 pm •

"A comfort zone is a beautiful place,
but nothing ever grows there."

__________

"Can you turn to the side a little more for me? Perfect."

Snapping the last set of photos for this shoot, my client, Victoria, showcases her beautiful smile multiple times.

After finishing up, I began to pack up my things for my next appointment while she changes into different clothes in my restroom.

I check my phone to see how much time I have to get downtown and if I leave now, hopefully I'll be able to beat traffic. When everything's ready to go, I hear a door open and Victoria appears with a more comfortable set of clothing.

"Thanks again for the photoshoot Venus. I can't wait to see those pictures!"

I laugh at her enthusiasm and wave my hand, dismissing her.

"No problem love. It was great working with you and I'm sure that modeling career of yours is definitely going to take off real soon."

"Yes and I'll be sure to send everyone that needs a close up, over here to you."

We exchange hugs and I walk her to my door. When I'm done waving at her from down the hall, I quickly grab my medium sized camera bag, satchel, and head out the door.

Luckily, I didn't run into any crazy traffic so once I managed to get to where the shoot was, I had fifteen minutes to spare. Might as well listen to some Sade while I wait right?

The longer I sit here, the more I realize that this shoot is for the guy that I saw at the poetry club. Why can't I remember where I know him from? My bad ass memory helps me with nothing I tell you.

In the middle of thinking, I spot a black truck pull up beside me with Keith behind the wheel.

I hop out of my jeep and bring my camera with me, putting it around my neck while zipping up my black trench coat. It wasn't completely freezing outside today so I'm thanking the Lord for that. The area was surrounded by colors like orange, yellow, brown and red from the leaves on trees or that have already fallen on the ground, making me enjoy being out here even more.

"We meet again, Ms. Venus."

Almost closing the gap between us, Keith reaches out for a handshake. He hovers over me with a small smirk playing on his lips and I can't help but chuckle at him and proceed to shake his hand.

How can a man be this fine?

I mentally smack myself because he's a client and I need to remain professional.

"How're you Mr. Powers? I'm ready to start whenever you are."

"Call me Keith. Let's get on with this though, shall we?"

I nod and turn my camera on, getting into my own little world. He's obviously very camera friendly and was relaxed the entire time. His simple poses matched our setting and the angles I was shooting from perfectly.