starting the year in Paris (preview)

I have taken the photos I publish here for the first time in two series for my patrons of Power- and Special-level on a January 1st some felt ten-thousand years ago, in almost another life...

Here's the personal story behind those photos:

Having a relation with a girl that has not half your age, that is wild and untamable and so very lovely like young Yana was at that time, is something extremely wonderful. And with her it was wonderful in really every sense - I am not talking only about the erotic dream-come-true of a man who's last relation lasted for 25 years: I mean really in all respects.

But, of course, it's not always easy. Apart of the obvious differences in age, the very different culture - here the racy young south-american Latina full of desires, energy and lust, there the best-age Swiss man with his ideas of order and punctuality, among other differences (and some other even more important personality traits about which I don't want to talk in public) - gave lots of opportunities for conflicts that finally led to the separation.

It's also not easy to separate when despite of all differences there is as deep connection and very strong mutual attraction. So, very soon after that Yana left my, at that time, our home in Barcelona to move to Madrid, she contacted me again with the result that the very same evening I sat in a long-distance autobus to Madrid and the next morning everything began again.

Finally we traveled to Paris for Christmas and New Year and everybody who didn't know that we already had spent some years together must have thought that we were a couple that just recently fell in love. Despite of walking around in the city of love, visiting museums and places of interest, we played a lot together.

Like this first night and morning of that year when she finally put my pullover and I couldn't resist to take my camera to record the lovely expression of that tired, happy, exhausted young woman writhing nakedly on the wooden floor.

In the short time she lived in Madrid, Yana, who was always a slim girl, lost some kilos and now she was really very skinny. Her still beautiful and round buttocks was even smaller than before and her relative big and thick lips under the cozy bush stood out even more. Her thighs lost the characteristic full Latina-shape and her legs seemed longer than before. 

I know that Yana isn't the dream-girl of everybody, but for me she was always perfect and now, so very slim and looking so fragile she was really the incarnation of what seemed the perfect woman's body for me. 

Apart of these photos that I took in a happy and exhausted moment and that I show you here as a "back-stage-sample" of what happens when a man, who even in the most private moments never stops to be an artist, is with a woman who not only is beautiful and full of relish and lust but also always actively interested in photography and art.

I took a lot more photos of Yana during this stay at Paris, also real professional sessions, of which I only published very few but looking through my archive I feel like editing them and so my patrons for sure will see more of her quite soon...