Shirley took off in a delightful run. She slipped behind one of the few buildings in the park. Honestly, it wasn’t so much a building as one of the few maintenance sheds that kept who knew what.

This was his chance. The guy was walking the other way. The photo session was over. Time to make a move.

As Larry closed ground, he prepared his speech and readied his hands. The photographer couldn’t possibly out pace him with all his gear and Larry had the element of surprise going for him.

The closing gates

Before Larry could say a word, the photographer turned and leveled steel solid glare that stopped him in his tracks. The warning was very clear. The man was not taking Larry’s approach very kindly.

This was not looking good at all. Not one bit.

Worse, the eyes of this guy look like they were not afraid and would easily handle him. Despite the significant size difference favoring Larry.

As Larry struggled to blurt out his threat, the photographer waved him off and silenced him with a finger. The eyes probing deeply into his soul. A hint of pity. A bit of disdain. And definitely lack of interest.

Larry felt deflated and defeated. Whoever this guy was, he was playing on a very different level. Maybe that is why Shirley loved socializing with him. Maybe that was why most guys didn’t want their lady friends close to him. He had something about his eyes that made men wary and fearful… yet the ladies drawn closely to him.

Shirley showed up shortly thereafter in a different outfit.

Larry could not breathe. She was already very beautiful. This outfit change was just flat out criminal. His knees grew very weak. His heart raced beyond safe limits. Adrenaline poured into his veins. His manhood stiffened beyond anything he’d ever known.

Shirley had walked into the park looking like an angel. Now, she was looking like the goddess that had created the angels.

And worse, she was asking the photographer if he liked and approved of the look.

How dare he place himself in a position to approve or disapprove of her looks?!?!

The photographer nodded, smiled, then asked for a small change in the look. Shirley raised up on her tip-toes, smiled a billion dollar smile, and said “yes sir!” and snapped around and bounded back.

Before Larry could find any guts or glory to say something, the eyes of the photographer leveled him down to size and froze him in place. The words that slipped passed pursed lips froze him to the core.

A warning.

A definitive warning.

This guy was protecting the heart of his Shirley and was prohibiting him from making any false moves that might hurt her heart.

How dare he!

But the eyes kept him pinned down. He had no fight to bring to the photographer. He had no choice but to retreat.

As Shirley returned, looking all that much more beautiful, Larry hastily said a mumbled goodbye and ran out with his tail between his legs.

No one would ever know that Larry had to make a small stop behind another shed to relieve some of the pressure and frustrations that were pent up within his soul.

The door was closed. This guy had taken his Shirley. This guy who already had his own, plus a few others on standby, had taken his very sole Shirley!

How did this guy do that?

Genesis 4:9 “And the Lord said unto Cain… Where is able thy brother? And he said.. I know not… Am I my brother’s keeper?”

Epilogue

Larry did eventually get to hook up with Shirley, but that was short lived. In his efforts to be one best of that photographer guy, he messed things up. She had been wounded.

Turns out, her eyes did speak. He just didn’t learn to listen in time. She trusted with reservation. He had pushed for her trust. Then, when she gave it to him, he questioned it. It broke her heart.

Shirley left him. She lost a lot of that glimmer in her eyes. And to make matters worse, the only guy who she allowed to stay close was that photographer guy.

Whenever those two were together, the spark in her eyes returned. She felt safe around him. She blossomed around him. They didn’t say much. There was an understanding.

In order to win Shirley back, Larry had to learn the secret behind those eyes. He had to learn to be cool once he had her back.

Sadly, there was no easy way to pry her away from this guy with the camera. Try as he could.

Then, another guy showed up. This one had no cameras. And he took advise from that camera guy.

Larry was growing despondent. He was running out of time. If Shirley ever recovered from her feelings, he’d be locked out of her circle.

What was this news coming through the rumor mill that Shirley was contemplating marriage though? To the guy who was friends with the guy with the camera???

the above story is purely a fictional rendition. All resemblances to actual facts are purely coincidental

To see all the photos from the set…

I’ve created a page with these pix and the link (called “It’s all in the eyes“) below will take you there.

The Gate Keeper - A photo session years ago sparked a lot of lessons about how to pose a model. Today, a bit of fiction, inspired by the photos, comes to you to create a mood. My friend modeled... the mind created. Enjoy
It’s all in the eyes - Lady Cena has eyes that draws attention Some want to get close. But just not too close The Gate Keeper may not want you too close... even though they're friendly eyes