Chapter Five
That session was quite entertaining because it involved Roenna changing into a white halter top and a pair of knickers. She sat behind a big acoustic guitar with her arms and legs wrapped around it while I snapped a few shots. Alison came in when we were halfway through the shoot and managed a half laugh as she looked at her daughter.
“That’s my daughter, the eternal model. She’s been taking selfies ever since I got her a phone, I had to sit her down and explain the rules when she was starting high school. No taking shots that could be viewed as suggestive.”
“If only you knew,” she poked out her tongue.
After that it was time to get ready for church and knowing my s****l orientation, Alison was a bit bemused by my agreement to go along.
“You never know your luck in the bi
