Slip Out

Mere steps away from a brand new adventure, just behind that door at the end of the hallway. But before I knock and turn the knob, I let the red silk thong slide down my legs and onto the floor. What would be the sense in presenting myself with one single article of clothing…? ~C

Sparkling Whine

My apologies in advance if the touch-ups and/or filter are distracting for you, when viewing this photo. Earlier in the day that this photo was taken, I dropped my curling iron, which ricocheted off of the bathroom counter and hit me square in the abdomen. Holden kept requesting that I move the sparkler a bit… Continue reading Sparkling Whine

Where There’s Smoke

Happy Friday, everyone! We have an big noisy weekend ahead, since we bought a ridiculous amount of fireworks to take down to the lake house with us. We hope yours will be full of beautiful explosions, as well! Closing out this particular session’s photo offerings with a couple more that feature Holden’s super-cool flashlight as… Continue reading Where There’s Smoke