"Hello, News Desk," answered the pleasant female voice."Good morning," I greeted her. "Can I speak with a Mr. Albert Rodriguez, please?" One moment pl...ease," she informed me before putting on a nondescript recording. A few minutes later the phone was picked up again."Rodriguez here, what can I do for you?" He wasn't exactly the most articulate or polished individual, I thought."Mr. Rodriguez, I'm calling about that article you wrote for today's paper..." I began, before he cut me off. Take a chance.” So we do. As we reach the river bank the shade from the trees cools the summer’s heat to a comfortable level. Jessy lifts the hem of her thin summer dress to just above her knees and kneels; sitting with her bum on the grass. The 25 year old mother of our two c***dren smiles and taking the hem of her dress requests, “please make love to me” before she rolls onto her back. With her knees high in the air, I happily watch as she seductively allows them to fall apart. Jessy pulls. "I take it Annie had a good time last night?" She wasn't trying to put me on the spot, I could tell, but by the way she phrased that question, she was amused by the way I was dragging my ass. For a nineteen, almost twenty, year old kid, I was moving like an old man."You could say that." I said."I kind of got the idea by the screams I could hear last night." She laughed. "Sounds like it was everything you could hope for from a first time." Jesus," I said ruefully. "I don't know if I can handle a. “Very nice,” I manage to croak.I hurriedly flip to the next photo. Another nude – the same woman in a different pose, this time quite naked.“This is one I like!” She again takes the stack, selects a particular photo and hands it to me. Another nude, a fiery redhead this time. Perfect breasts. A light tuft of gold-red hair at her groin. An unmistakable invitation in her eyes. Erotically exotic.It is her. The girl sitting next to me.“We had to do a self-portrait, something that would capture.