I got the digital camera I was agonzing over in GQ along with all the accoutriments and an underwater housing. Pool party Saturday night. Lots of cute girlies with a few beers in them. With suprisingly little cajoling three of them flashed boobs underwater. Multiple times so I could make sure I got a good shot. I was ethical about the whole thing and only sent copies to the women that posed. If they want anyone else to see them it’s their choice.
I know that getting a woman to show her tits isn’t on par with corrupting her morals. I’m sure in the same situation it would have been an effort to keep a few certain doper woman from showing her boobs. Overall I’ll have to say the camera was worth it. I don’t have the gaunt, John Barrymore look so I’m not much of a Svengali. I’m probably closer the the Irving Klawesqe “cutie nudie” photographer Toe-Joe in John Waters’ Cry-Baby.