making me nervous.
I take a deep breath and sit
down with them. “Hey, guys.”
“Hi,” they say in unison.
Yes, I did just feel the Joe related heat lick through me. I extinguish it. I
will focus on what I’m here for and remain professional. My photography is
important to me, so I will keep things under control.
After explaining what I’m
looking for, they tell me some of the things they’ll do. I get the impression
it won’t result in any pain, but I did pick up on an air of competition between
them. They’re clearly competitive, but there’s an unspoken affection behind it.
They’re passionate about Jujutsu and obviously respect the art, as well as each
other. It’s great to see this side of them.
I get up, without asking for
permission to leave the mats, and walk over to the table Saffron is sitting on.
Picking up my Nikon, I’m glad I asked to do this after all.
Kneeling, facing each other,
the guys bow. I snap and capture it. They proceed with the warm up, and I work
my way around the action to gain various angles. I’m getting some good stuff
already and I’m certain there’s more to come tonight.
By the end of the warm up, a
light sheen of perspiration covers their skin and they’re breathing heavier.
That’s not something I expected at this stage, isn’t that supposed to be the
easy part?
I couldn’t completely
suppress my reaction when I watched Joe wipe sweat from his forehead with the
back of his hand – I got the shot. A rebellious part of my brain had me
thinking about how much I wanted to lick his face. Who the fuck licks someone’s
face? I haven’t even done that to Nick, other things, yes, but not his face.
What the hell?
As they continue, I hold
back personal, inappropriate thoughts. I’m impressed by how well coordinated
the moves are. They do look like they could be pretty painful, and even deadly,
but it’s a seamless flow of fists and feet and holds. I can’t believe the way
they throw each other down, but there’s even an art to landing. They break
their falls. This is unbelievable and better than I imagined. The physical
demands are beyond belief; they’re strong, flexible and disciplined. I feel
tired just watching them, but I’m in awe of them, also.
Before I know it, we’re
done, and I have so many images. They bow to finish – snap, capture – and start
to put the gray flooring away.
I head back to the table
where Saffron is still sitting.
“God, that was amazing,” I
say to her, as I tuck my camera into its nylon case.
“I know, right? I never get
bored of watching them.”
“Have you tried it out
yourself?” She appears to be quite strong, even though she’s small. I’m aware
she works out, and it shows in her nicely defined arms.
Her smile is suggestive, as
she catches her bottom lip between her teeth. “Yeah, Adam and I have a few
times, but we don’t get far. My boyfriend seems to like the idea of pinning me
down too much, he completely takes advantage.”
We giggle, and I can’t help
the visions that enter my badly behaved mind. They’re an affectionate couple,
and the chemistry between them is so clear. I don’t doubt they’re hot between
the sheets. Or on the tatami .
The guys join us, and the
four of us head out to the parking lot.
Twenty: Joe
When we’re in the small lot, I notice Callie’s car is
parked beside my bike. Adam and saffron jump on his motorcycle, on the other
side of mine, and they leave first, because Saff wants pancakes at her favorite
diner.
It’s just Callie and me now.
This isn’t what I was expecting, but it’s good, time alone is more of an
opportunity to talk. She puts her photography equipment and purse on the back
seat of her bug and closes the door.
“I know I keep saying it,
but thank you so much for tonight,” she says, turning to face me.
“No problem.” I perch on the
side of my seat. “You happy with all you got?”
She smiles wide. “For sure. The difficult part will be
I take a deep breath and sit
down with them. “Hey, guys.”
“Hi,” they say in unison.
Yes, I did just feel the Joe related heat lick through me. I extinguish it. I
will focus on what I’m here for and remain professional. My photography is
important to me, so I will keep things under control.
After explaining what I’m
looking for, they tell me some of the things they’ll do. I get the impression
it won’t result in any pain, but I did pick up on an air of competition between
them. They’re clearly competitive, but there’s an unspoken affection behind it.
They’re passionate about Jujutsu and obviously respect the art, as well as each
other. It’s great to see this side of them.
I get up, without asking for
permission to leave the mats, and walk over to the table Saffron is sitting on.
Picking up my Nikon, I’m glad I asked to do this after all.
Kneeling, facing each other,
the guys bow. I snap and capture it. They proceed with the warm up, and I work
my way around the action to gain various angles. I’m getting some good stuff
already and I’m certain there’s more to come tonight.
By the end of the warm up, a
light sheen of perspiration covers their skin and they’re breathing heavier.
That’s not something I expected at this stage, isn’t that supposed to be the
easy part?
I couldn’t completely
suppress my reaction when I watched Joe wipe sweat from his forehead with the
back of his hand – I got the shot. A rebellious part of my brain had me
thinking about how much I wanted to lick his face. Who the fuck licks someone’s
face? I haven’t even done that to Nick, other things, yes, but not his face.
What the hell?
As they continue, I hold
back personal, inappropriate thoughts. I’m impressed by how well coordinated
the moves are. They do look like they could be pretty painful, and even deadly,
but it’s a seamless flow of fists and feet and holds. I can’t believe the way
they throw each other down, but there’s even an art to landing. They break
their falls. This is unbelievable and better than I imagined. The physical
demands are beyond belief; they’re strong, flexible and disciplined. I feel
tired just watching them, but I’m in awe of them, also.
Before I know it, we’re
done, and I have so many images. They bow to finish – snap, capture – and start
to put the gray flooring away.
I head back to the table
where Saffron is still sitting.
“God, that was amazing,” I
say to her, as I tuck my camera into its nylon case.
“I know, right? I never get
bored of watching them.”
“Have you tried it out
yourself?” She appears to be quite strong, even though she’s small. I’m aware
she works out, and it shows in her nicely defined arms.
Her smile is suggestive, as
she catches her bottom lip between her teeth. “Yeah, Adam and I have a few
times, but we don’t get far. My boyfriend seems to like the idea of pinning me
down too much, he completely takes advantage.”
We giggle, and I can’t help
the visions that enter my badly behaved mind. They’re an affectionate couple,
and the chemistry between them is so clear. I don’t doubt they’re hot between
the sheets. Or on the tatami .
The guys join us, and the
four of us head out to the parking lot.
Twenty: Joe
When we’re in the small lot, I notice Callie’s car is
parked beside my bike. Adam and saffron jump on his motorcycle, on the other
side of mine, and they leave first, because Saff wants pancakes at her favorite
diner.
It’s just Callie and me now.
This isn’t what I was expecting, but it’s good, time alone is more of an
opportunity to talk. She puts her photography equipment and purse on the back
seat of her bug and closes the door.
“I know I keep saying it,
but thank you so much for tonight,” she says, turning to face me.
“No problem.” I perch on the
side of my seat. “You happy with all you got?”
She smiles wide. “For sure. The difficult part will be
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