Do you have second thoughts? Or do you wear it?

Wear it.

I look at the dress for several seconds, steeling my resolve.

Its just a photo shoot after all, I think. Shrugging to myself, I strip down, neatly folding my clothes and sitting them on the floor before reluctantly unfastening my bra and adding it to the pile.

Through the door I hear, "These look good, your photos are going to look incredible!" A pause, "And wear the tan sandals with the sundress." He adds.

Slipping into the sundress, I take a moment to look myself over in the mirror. I have to admit, even if its only to myself, that I DO look really good in the sundress. However, the way I can see the curve of my breasts, the darker shade of my skin of my nipples, through the shirt, makes me a hint uneasy. But at the same time, I'm starting to feel a little excited for the photo shoot

Self conscious, my arms crossed over my middle, I step from the changing room.

Daniel is pulling a backdrop into place, a park with a couple of old trees and rolling hills. An ornate bench on one side of the area.

"Wow, you look gorgeous," Daniel says, "Lets start taking some pictures that we can both be proud of."