Totally random email from my husband caught me unawares today, something along the lines of:
Will you allow R to make a mould of your nipples so that we can make fake breasts for my next shoot?
I blushed. Really. Of all the things my sweet, loving husband could ask of me, this request had me dumb-founded.
So, guess what, guys? R will be, erm, taking a
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Hmmm.
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