Flash forward to tonight, where traffic was bad and Rain seemed to get there faster than we could. After shooting at the pier, we arrive at the studio in Redwood City. Rain had been waiting for over an hour and commented,. "Ahem, just a tad late." Those weren't her actual words but it's hard to remember what she was saying when her hands are in a vise-like grip around my neck.
After breathing again, I mentioned that Casey was seeing Lew. The Lord of the Rig. Bad idea.. Rain got a bit ambitious with her rigging and after an hour, decided to take it apart and do a simpler version. Working with Lord of the Rig's squeeze must have been a lot of pressure.
By the time Rain was ready, Casey had been up and down the rope for hours. If you've never been suspended, rope feels good at first but gets stressful over time. Eventually, the extremities go numb as blood flow is cut off. Because she had been up there so long and was approaching her limits, I only had minutes left to tweak the lighting and shoot. Nonetheless, she calmly encouraged me to shoot everything we had planned.
On the way back to her room late that night, we dropped by Crepes A Go Go for dinner. It was late and cold, but while waiting for our order, Casey was ready for some quick street nudes.
Driving back in the early hours of the morning, I reflected on the little things I learned about her. Like she always put a positive spin on everything. Like she climbs 5.12 competitively. Like she doesn't complain. And like she has the cutest pair of gapes.
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