His Fantasy Girl

One of the women caught hold of it and rescued it, bringing it to me. Her cheeks were flaming and she was furious at what Mike was doing to me. I told her that I was proud of those photos, and they could be looked at by anyone here. I washed my hands, and a group of us women went into the living room and set it out on the coffee table open, and we went through it. All were smoking with sensuality, and were as safe as a bathing suit.

The ladies wanted to know about the hair, the makeup, the day, how I felt, what I did, why I did it. It was shocking, exciting, and titillating for many I am sure, and I think that Sweetest Dreams got many contracts from it. I would never know for sure. If something was private, Michelle and Frederick never even hinted to anyone. Their discretion was a part of their success.

That was in the eighties, and my body has changed, but it is still me in those photos. Michelle was right, it took many years to get to that kind of relationship, but I am happy that I have it. Trust is a large part of it. To my knowledge, Mike has never shown anyone that second, private album. That is still in our bedroom.