Dear Mr. Stobblehouse,
Recently I saw a letter from a non-member on your Domai site, so I thought you might enjoy another. I am not a member only because the disability pension I live on does not allow thus luxuries.
First let me thank you for the section of that site that you keep open to the public. I have enjoyed the female nude since I took up photography in high school. We called them “figure studies” back then. The “simple nude” (a better more appropriate term) as you portray them, is the most beautiful thing God created.
The real reason for this letter is to tell you of my “Domai moment” as you refer to it. [Actually letter writers invented the term. - editor.] They may not have happened without your web site. I say they because I was lucky enough to have more than one.
A few years ago I met a lady on the Internet, she lives on one coast and I on the other. Since we had several things in common, we began to correspond via e-mail. The months went by and e-mail became chat rooms then messengers and phone bills. My affection for this unseen lady grew until after corresponding for a year I arranged for her to come and spent a couple of weeks with me.
We spent the first few days seeing the town, I took her to all the popular places she wished to see. To say it rained he fourth day is an understatement, it poured and it rained all day. As we finished lunch, that day, she asked if I would take a few more pictures of her. When I agreed she disappeared into the bathroom. When she reappeared she had let her hair down and put on just a hint of makeup.
The surprise was that other than a tiny cross on a gold chain she was completely and unexpectedly nude!!! I pinned up a sheet for backdrop and put another over a stool and a coffee table. She posed for over an hour and then we download the files to one of the computers and critiqued them. Then she wanted to pose for more. It was the best rainy afternoon I ever spent.
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