Photography has been my hobby since childhood. The first item purchased from my first salary was a classical Isoly camera. While I graduated to a more intellectual profession, my obsession to photography remained. I used to take a lot of care in family photography trying out different light schemes and so on. In party gatherings my mind used to visualize every good face or body from the angle of how it would look in a particular photograph.
A beautiful girl usually made me fantasize her in nude form. During one such party I was lost in thought seeing a shapely girl talking to a friend of mine. I was introduced to her and my friend moved to greet other friends since he arranged the party. This girl, Lisa, had just moved to the town and was working in a bank.
Her first question after being introduced to me was, "What were you thinking as you looked lost for a moment as I was being introduced to you?"
I hesitated to reply but she egged me on so I said, "I was thinking about how you would look in a photograph."
"So you are a photographer,' she said.
I corrected her and informed her that it was just a hobby.
"Any time you want to photograph me, I am available," she said. I did not respond so she asked why I was hesitating.
I said, " A body like yours should be available for admiration by all photography lovers. I would like to photograph you in the nude." She did not show any shock on hearing my ungentlemanly comment.
As I continued to look her in her eyes, she added, "I would love that. I have always fantasized about it but was unable to share the thought with anybody."
We were called out for dinner so the conversation was abruptly closed. Just as she was leaving with the family of my friend, with whom she was staying, she gave a chit indicating her mobile number.
Next Friday evening I called her up to inform that I was going to my farm-house for the weekend and asked her if she could join me. She said she would let me know after she talked to the wife of my friend as they may have some other program. An hour later she confirmed about her joining me for the trip. I told her to be ready next morning at 7.
The farmhouse was an hour's drive and was situated in an orchard of guava and a field of sugarcane. It was a small house with a sitting room, a bedroom, a bath and open verandah on all sides. There was a small pool next to the house and a very small rock garden. I had taken with me sufficient stock of food articles, fruits, milk etc. Non-perishable items were already stocked there itself. I had arrangements for cooking.
We had breakfast and started our first photo session soon after. In this I concentrated on her face. I had arranged lights in the sitting room and took photographs of her face in different moods like laughing, crying, brooding, angry and sad. I also took her photograph drying her wet hair, blowing a kiss, cuddling a puppy and so on.