December 10, 2005
I was surprised when Bobby Campbell showed up at the Spa without an appointment. He said he had a little pain in his lower back and asked if we could squeeze him in for a massage. Taryn was busy but I said I might handle it myself.
He made me an offer I just couldn't refuse, a trade. A free portfolio shoot in return for a free massage. I never thought of myself as a model, but he said he was damn sure he could find me work, so I agreed.
I've heard all about Bobby and his seduction of women in his studio, but I'm certainly capable of making my own decisions. I sent him back to massage room three to get undressed, then followed him back 5 minutes later.
He was laying face down on the table, totally naked, not even bothering with the towel or sheet I had offered. I put a hot blanket on his back while I prepared for the massage, choosing our own Midnight Fire lotion.
The massage went quite well, me finding the tender spot and relaxing that muscle. I did a full massage and an hour later he was laying there face up, one happy and very satisfied customer.
We agreed that I'd call him later, once I finished my duties, then head over to his studio for the photo shoot.
