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We got quite the snow this morning! That’s awesome news for us because it’s free photo shoot heaven. So far today I’ve shot three picture sets of Delia looking adorably sexy, and she’s shot one of me. Yes, it’s cold, but the light was perfect earlier with a haze overhead and the light bouncing up off of the snow to fill in shadows from below. Delia looked positively angelic in a bunch of her pictures.

Quick nudie pic Delia took with my phone AFTER real shoot.

The forecast is for more snow tomorrow and even Thursday so we’re putting a lot of other work on the backburner to take advantage of the snowy scenes outside (plus our plans with other people for tomorrow and Thursday are being scratched because the roads might not be safe). Delia and I are wishing we could afford lighting equipment that would do some of the job snow is doing for us today.

Delia is catching the nudie pic bug on her blog, so check that out. And I love finding out what people think about music stuff . . . like whether Panama or Rio is a better song. So I hope you weigh in on that discussion!

Rugaru sent me some cock & cum shot pics I haven’t even gotten to enjoy yet. For now I really need to eat so I’ll save them for later . . .

What November 15th looked like in the sky and the trees where we live:

The Cabin: lunchtime

Same day, same time, same place . . . much bluer.

Dirty blue, half an hour later & one mile away.

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Something sexier/cuter/more suggestive of skin:

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Sky above our house, day after Thanksgiving

Oasis and Jen just launched a new blog carnival that posts on Sundays. Here’s this week’s theme:

Our theme for this week is: Tell and/or show us your first naughty naked picture.

Everyone with a cell phone nowadays seems to be snapping off (and sxting) naked pictures of themselves – teenagers, celebrities, politicians. When did you take your first seXXXy naked pic? Who’d you bare it all for? And maybe most importantly, what was their reaction? And hey, if you’ve still got it, go ahead and show it!

My first naughty naked picture was taken right about the time I started growing pubes, so I definitely cannot post it here. Plus right about the time I was growing pubes was in the early eighties so we didn’t HAVE camera phones or the internet (or wishlists to get paid on the internet for our naughty pics). So naughty naked pictures were rare and unphotoshopped and glossy.

Around 4th or 5th grade I was pretty excited to get a Kodak disc camera (I told you; it was the 80’s! When disc cameras were fucking STYLIN’ and new!). I stayed excited about it until my friend Irene got one, too.

Copycat. She already had everything . . . why’d she have to get the one cool thing I had too?

Sleepovers only happened at Irene’s house, not at my house. My mom rarely let our friends spend the night, but we could go to other girls’ houses. So one night we were in her fancy girly bedroom – four poster bed, matchy-matchy furniture, etc. – and decided to play model & photographer. I didn’t have my camera with me, but Irene had hers, of course.

I pretended to be the photographer first while Irene modeled. I didn’t press the button to take pictures, I just made a clicking sound with my mouth and encouraged her, like “good . . . CHT! More . . . CHT! Very sexy . . . CHT! CHT!”

Then it was my turn to be the model. I took off all of my clothes while Irene played photographer. BUT SHE PRESSED THE BUTTON AND TOOK A REAL PICTURE!

We looked at each other all shocked and scared. When Irene gets scared and ashamed, her eyes get so big and her mouth so open. “What are we gonna do? What are we gonna do??” She was quivering with fear, and it was ME naked in the picture!

I was like, “here, just take out the disc and we’ll break it up and throw it away – make sure your mom doesn’t find it!”

Irene held fast to her camera and told me I didn’t understand.

“No! We can’t throw it away! I’ll get in trouble!!”

“WHY? It’s *your* camera.” You’re the rich one, Irene. You have tons of stuff and probably half a dozen discs of film waiting to be used.

“I have pictures of our family camping trip on there!!”

Niiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiice.

“I have to tell my mom”

Fantastic. I should have known better than to play model and photographer with a girl who thought we were gay for humping each other and confessed to her mom when she stole candy.

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Irene’s mom was actually pretty cool about being woken up by her tear-stained daughter to  hear this particular confession in the kitchen with just a light from the pantry on while I just STOOD there. Irene’s mom said something reassuring about how little girls sometimes do these things and play with each other and she’d done it too (like, ONCE or something). And then she had us pray to Jesus about it. It actually wasn’t as freaky as it sounds even though Irene’s mom definitely was/is a conservative Jesus freak.

I was not soothed by the unfamiliar prayers (or by Irene’s mom being in agreement with her that the film with the precious camping pictures should NOT be destroyed), but it calmed Irene down and she went right to sleep after that while I was embarrassed and annoyed there would be no humping that night.

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Allow me to remind you again that this was the early eighties, and apparently totally normal / not a crime for a family to take a disc of film in for development that included a picture of a young girl’s bald naked front-crack.

So like a month later we were playing I-don’t-know-what on her Atari (I probably wasn’t even playing, but just WATCHING her play, because it was HER Atari and HER fancy house and instead of playing Pac-Man she’d opt to demonstrate a bunch of games I didn’t know how to play because she just wanted to show off and knew I didn’t have an Atari) and she got all serious and told me sotto voce that they got the pictures back.

I really wanted to have my picture, but she said they cut it up with scissors into itty bitty pieces. Because it was evil.

“What did I look like?”

“Really REALLY white. And skinny. Your head wasn’t in it, but we could see your crack. You looked gross.”

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So! That’s how my friend and her mom and dad all got to see my first naughty naked picture. And I didn’t.

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I thought the beach cottage would be a perfect place to make more mommy-nightgown pictures.

When we got there and I saw that these roses (that totally matched the nightgown I brought!) were starting to bloom along the deck, I *really* thought it would be perfect! Upskirts, roses, big pink areolas . . .

Beach Cottage Roses

I waited until the last morning of our stay hoping more of the blossoms would open up, but alas . . . not enough of them were ready to make it really showy / matchy with the nightgown / contrasty with the weathered grey shingles. You wouldn’t even have noticed them if we did the shoot, which we didn’t, not only because of the disappointing open-flower count, but because it was way too glaringly sunny and bright even at 8 am. We would have had to have been ready to shoot at like 5:30 am for any hope of soft, flattering, proper mood-setting light.

I wanted mist and fog and greyness, not harsh blanched-out brightness! So instead we took some pictures of me inside wearing really tacky white pantyhose with a flocked ankle design that ripped as soon as I put them on, and then I had to get on the floor to finish the set because the landscaper dudes came over for the third NOISY day in a row to stand right in front of our windows waving their loud power tools over every bush and grass clump in sight.

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Other missed photo opportunities, but of the non-porn variety:

• an empty baby stroller parked alone against the concrete rail of a bridge over a swollen river
• an adorable toddler-shaped woman with a big belly who walked around town alone in head-to-toe girlish costumes including a late-Victorian (or maybe Edwardian?) beachcombing ensemble complete with black-ribboned straw hat, white yoke on her dress, black-strapped shoes, etc. and, on another day, minced past the gas pumps wearing little prissy antique heels and a too-small early-sixties prom dress with a short skirt of tiny-mesh greyish-white tulle jutting from her knees out. She stuck out like a fantastic little sore thumb of whimsy all by her little lonesome. I wish I’d have at least said hello to her and given her a compliment on her outfits.
• the lumps of yeti-sized dog shit in the middle of the sandy path to the beach, and other carelessly ignored pet excrement left by human assholes without the consideration to bend their lazy bodies over and do some scooping

Win some, lose some.

I can’t wait for people to see these pictures of Delia on the beach, so here are some of my favorites before she even puts them up for our members:

Delia dancing in her beach dress.

Beautiful Delia lifting the skirt of her dress

They’re not all technically excellent, but my god she is beautiful!

The Pacific Ocean Washington beach in May is gray.

Delia's she-cock in wet panties on the beach.

I think this one or one from this series should go on the front page of her website:

*Swoon*! Can I say again how beautiful Delia is? BEAUTIFUL!!!

These pictures are nice and all, but even then they don’t capture how sparkly and magical she looked in real life on the beach during that sunset last week.

I hope this golden deliciousness brightens up your Sunday . . . and if you want more, JOIN HER SITE! Note: it gets you into my site, too.

I think I could be happy spending the rest of my life taking pictures of silver Airstreams.

Silver Airstream camping in January

It’s impossible to take a bad picture of one and they are the biggest shiny things a semi-average person can own and move almost anywhere. You can’t look at one and not be moved.

Here are a couple of boobie pics to make up for the lack of happy stimulation in my posts lately:

Mature Hourglass Figure

I know, I look CRAZY in the eyes, but I love the way that angle makes my shape look so hourglassy! These pics are from my two most recent members-only updates, fyi.

My bumpy boobies in black & white!

There are more free samples at TrixieAndFriends.com and perhaps some other non-nude stimulation you’ve missed on my twitpic page (and my new sexypeek feed) but obviously(?) if you want ALL of my goodies, you should  join/become a member!

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In other news it’s been a busy week and we wrapped it up perfectly with shows and members-only chat yesterday and today. I started getting a migraine last night during my show which was the perfect opportunity to beg Delia to fix me some coffee which I avoid like the plague except when I need the caffeine to stave off a big whopper of a headache. SO DELICIOUS, though. I love the flavor of sweetened, creamy coffee! And it was because of that, my friends, that I was able to concentrate on that blog post I made last night about porn being consumed in public places.

Today I’ll be lucky if I get a couple of emails written/sent that need to go out; I didn’t get enough sleep so might need a nap, then we’re spending the evening at a really huge Thanksgiving potluck celebration that’s very special to us. I have a good kind of PMS right now and think I might bawl rivers of gratitude.

Here are a few samples from the first set of pictures we shot together using our new camera remote:

A test shot to check the light; I like how you can see some of our camera stuff, including the remote not yet hooked up in this one:

One of my favorite shots that made the whole awkwardness of jumping up and down off Delia’s face to adjust the camera on the tripod, etc. worth every minute of it even though I had to crop this picture to make it look like this:

Today I’m editing the video we shot after the pictures which is rife with our squeaky bed squeaking and awkward-sounding silences which I hope to smooth out if I can find the right free music to do so, though probably I’ll just waste a bunch of time listening to stuff and deciding against it completely at the end. It’s hard for me to do a bunch of dirty talking when my head is working so hard at trying to visualize the images we’re capturing and enjoy the sensations I’m feeling. It makes me feel shy, voyeuristic and nonverbal most of the time. After so many years of doing this stuff you’d think ALL of it would come really naturally to me, but it usually doesn’t. Also, we really haven’t shot mass quantities of video together (mostly we have shot each other solo) so it’s still an amateurish learning experience every time. But a fun one, as this other favorite picture of mine indicates:

We *finally* got a remote control to take pictures of ourselves together. Here are a couple of our first silly attempts, just testing it out:

Trixie is “The Other Sister”

The Pervy Ogre

Last night we shot a “real” (in other words, pornographic) set together taken in vivid color, wearing stockings and corsets. It was challenging and extremely time consuming, but worth the effort and expense of the remote even for poorly composed photos (in fact, some of the ones with pieces of us unintentionally chopped out were the best; it feels more voyeuristic and amateur, I think). We should have done this a long time ago. Anyway, today I’ll work on editing that gallery and maybe the video, too.

Tomorrow (Friday) and Saturday we’ve got webcam shows and a members-only chat scheduled.