One morning, Renny said to David -- "You know...we haven't done any photograpy outdoors." She had taken his hand, and was moving it in circles over their heads as they lay in bed...the buttery light of morning slipping through the windows of his apartment. He loved the physical sensation of her touching him...anywhere on his body. He sometimes thought of it as "electric" -- and it was. Not shocking, but vibrant. More and more often, lately, he'd begun to think of it as "nourishing." It was as though she were feeding him, in some erotic play, the very nutrients his soul needed...the..."spiritual vitamins" as he be- gan to think of them. Holding his hand, moving it just above their heads, as they lay there, in lazy and sensuous circles. Quickly (not suddenly or unexpectedly), she moved his hand down to the warm, moist area between her legs...at the very "delta of Venus," as he thought of it. She often did this...and it always ex- cited him. He loved the warmth...the sensation of touching the earth itself, as he did so. "I imagine," she moaned softly, as she guided his fingers within her, " there would be some primal instinct that a body when naked among the elements, would give rise to a sense of incredible freedom. Oh God..." Her hand held his firmly as he moved it expertly within her. "You think so?" he grinned. "You think you could howl at the moon?" "Right along with you!" And with that she reached for the heart shape mound between his legs, causing him to shriek with howling pleasure. "I will be your woodland nymph," she cooed to him. " You will be looking into the clear waters of a a spring or small pond...and you will catch the reflection of bare legs...I will tease you, darting naked, in and out of the trees, the brush...and then I will lay, upon some sun rock...open to you...inviting." Renny had moved as she talked so that she was now straddled over David. "And I will raise my arms to the sun-god, stretching my body to welcome in its energy...and then..." Renny now took her hands, and slowly moved them down her neck, over her breasts..." guide the warm rays along my body, feeling the sunlight penetrate each cell..." She now cupped one breast and with the other hand, her fingers moved in circles round the nipple," I would marvel at how the sun glowed upon the rosebud". Now she switched breasts and hands..drawing the same circle until David reached for her finger, drawing it to his lips. With his tongue, he moistened the finger tip. "I want to photograph..."he said, taking her finger and placing it back on her nipple..."the morning dew on the rosebuds." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ more later ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~