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Natalie pulled her minivan into the parking lot, the hot summer sun turning it into a rolling oven. She worried her make up was going to smear, but a reputable photography studio like this would definitely have a place to touch up, she consoled herself.
The sign on the wall, in the middle of a nondescript strip mall, read "Touch of Love Personal Photography." She'd driven my a thousand times and never noticed its small, white letters. An "open" sign sat in the window.
Her best friend, Carrie, had suggested it, after Natalie confided that things weren't exactly going perfectly at home. Natalie and her husband, Tom, were in a rut. A bad rut. They couldn't even seem to talk about sex any more, and they'd basically stopped having it altogether. She knew she needed to find a way to spice things up. Carrie had just the suggestion.
A while earlier, she'd come here for a boudoir photo shoot - some sexy images for her husband. She said it got things right back on track.
And since Tom's biggest complaint was that Natalie wasn't adventurous enough, a surprise like this seemed like just what the doctor ordered.
Placing her hand on the duffle bag resting on the passenger seat, she steadied herself. Could she really go through with this?
With a deep breath and a shot of resolve, Natalie swung the door open. Her sandals crunched on the dry pavement, as she made her way across the parking lot. She was wearing a dress, with a white t-shirt underneath. In the bag, she had some things that were considerably sexier, neither of which Tom had ever seen.
Stopping at the door, and taking a deep breath, she swung it open. A bell rang.
Entering the waiting room, it could've been anywhere. A doctors office. A business. Anything. Only the tastefully shot pictures on the wall - a woman in a wedding dress, a family, a girl in a meadow - gave any indication where she was.
"Yeah?" a voice called out, from a back room.
"Hi...I" Natalie's voice cracked. She was so nervous. "I have an...appointment."
"OH!" the voice responded. A 20-something girl came around the corner, with a bright smile and outstretched arm. "You must be Natalie. Welcome!"
Shaking her hand, Natalie struggled to make eye contact. She felt preemptively ashamed. What if Tom didn't react the way she wanted.
The girl stroked her arm. "You're beautiful, and he's going to love it all. They ALL do!" Moving past, the girl clicked the lock shut on the door. "Our top package gets the most private treatment!"
Natalie stood as if her feet were bolted to the floor, afraid to move. She felt so out of place.
"Let's go meet the team," the girl prompted, leading the way down a long hall. At the end, she opened a door, revealing a large, only partially finished room. Professional looking lights hung from the ceiling, with a few backdrops scattered around the room. At the far end, tucked into a corner, was what looked like a bedroom from a TV show; only three of the walls were in place, bright lights illuminating it all. Natalie thought it didn't look much different from her own bedroom, with the light colors and plush sheets.
Out of nowhere, a woman appeared. Taller, with a head of thick, curly, black hair, she reached out her hand. "Natalie. I'm so pleased to meet you. I'll be shooting and coordinating your shoot, today. Your husband is going to LOVE the finished product, but not as much as you'll enjoy making it."
She was so confident, Natalie agreed. Maybe it would be fun.
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