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And this is Miami Beach, a nice place to live and a nice place to work.

At Lizness, I photograph nudes.

I used to be a model myself, but I found I like being on the other side of the

camera the best.

The only challenge with this type of photography is finding the right models.

Sometimes I find them by accident, like now.

Somewhere in the street, I must have run over something sharp, because as I came

to a stop sign, I felt the tire going flat.

There was really nothing I could do. It was already late for work, so I took a

bus.

On the corner also waiting was one of the most beautiful girls I have ever

seen.

Not to get away, I gave her my card.

She had heard of me before, but was not sure what I wanted.

We sat together on the short trip and I explained that I wanted her to pose for

me.

She was not enthused about the idea, but did agree to come over to the studio and

talk about it more.

Being a helps.

I think if a male photographer had approached this girl, she would have run

the other way.

Good morning, Thelma.

Mrs. Terry, she may come to work for us if I can talk her into posting.

Hello. Hi.

What's up this morning?

Mr. Jackson called, said he'd call back.

Oh, good,

she's on time for a change.

Call the garage and see if they can fix it right away.

Come on, Terry, let's go to the back and talk.

Terry, let me talk frankly with you.

You and I could make a lot of money together.

You mean by me posing nude for you?

What's wrong with that?

You've seen my pictures.

Is there anything wrong with any of them?

Well, no, but I never thought of me doing it.

Besides, my boyfriend would have a fit. They all do it first.

But these magazines pay good-looking girls a lot of money.

That usually breaks the boys down.

I have a job to do in the studio, and after that, I'm going to make some shots

that I want you to see.

Can you wait around?

Well, yes. Why not?

Okay, you wait in with Thelma, and when the other girls get here, you can watch

and see how we work.

Maybe that'll help you make up your mind.

Okay.

Oh, I'm glad you don't look it. That's what counts.

You know we have that important Babtow job to do today.

There they are over there. Why don't you pick one out and let's get started right

away. Okay.

As soon as I get my camera set, we'll move the furniture.

Okay, let's try one where you lean forward and bring the other leg back,

the left leg.

Okay, now lean your body forward.

Chin down.

Now hold that.

Hold it.

I wonder

if

we could do something where you're on your knees.

Could you get up on there and see?

You'll just lean forward a little bit, and your arms forward, and chin down.

That should do it, Rita.

You can get dressed now.

Yes, Thelma?

Put them on.

Mr. Shepherd?

Miss Shagger speaking.

Two blondes and a redhead.

Now, wait. Wait a minute, Mr. Shepherd. You must have the wrong number.

I said Miss Jaeger, not madam.

Thelma?

Are the new girls here yet?

Send them in.

Send Terry in, too.

These wise guys are a pain and quite dangerous for my business.

If I were to supply dates for anyone, even my friends, I might lose my good

reputation.

I didn't have time to think of it now because I had to get about 20 shots in

before lunch.

I was hoping my new girl would see that this was a business, and posing nude was

a matter of creating art rather than something to be ashamed of.

Again, I used my 8x10 camera because of the better negatives and color control.

To create interest in the pictures, I try to find unique outfits to set off

each girl's particular charms.

I send all over the world to get props and costumes that will be different and

unusual.

This is another reason the girls would rather work for me.

All girls love to wear elegant clothes, even if it's only part of a costume.

She seemed to be taking the whole thing as I hoped she would, but it was hard to

tell.

I didn't want to rush her, so I just went and talked to the girls and make up

her own mind.

Nude photography is becoming more and more popular for commercial advertising.

There was a time when pinup magazines were the only market.

Now I get more and more assignments from the big fashion and women's magazines.

Well, Terry, you've been very quiet.

You look a bit disillusioned. Does the thought of nudity scare you?

It's not that. It's Joe's reaction I'm worried about.

I don't want to lose him over something like this.

But with the extra money, we could get married.

I hope he understands, but I doubt it.

He'll object.

You can expect that. But don't get upset and start an argument.

Keep cool and be insistent. I don't think I can.

Men are vain, egotistical, and possessive. Bless them.

Your grandfather wouldn't let your grandmother show her ankle.

And your father probably objected to bare midriffs.

We've reached about the last line now, and they're really putting up a fight.

I'll make a little bet with you. Two weeks after your picture comes out on

the stands, he'll go around bragging I wanted her to do it.

Believe me, Bunny, I'm for it. I don't want to seem difficult, but I must get

Joe's reactions first.

Don't worry, Terry.

I understand.

I've been through all this with all my other girls.

Okay, I'll call you. Fine.

Goodbye, Bunny.

Goodbye, Terry.

Goodbye, Thomas. Bye, Terry. Very nice meeting you, and hope we'll see you

again soon.

Thank you.

I have to go in the darkroom. When those three girls arrive for the poster job,

tell them to get undressed, and I'll be out just as soon as I can.

Bunny Ague Studio.

Oh, yes, sir. Just a minute.

Mr. Block of Unionton City. Very important meeting you.

Mr. Block?

A Miss Time Venus.

I've asked several of the most prominent photographers to send pictures to me.

But they must be someone new and fresh.

We'll select ten and publish them and just decide.

A thousand dollars to split between you.

How'd that sound to you? Mr.

Block, that's wonderful.

But I don't know of anybody new.

Wait a minute. Yes, I do.

I met her today.

She's great.

Wait till you see her.

That's fine, Bunny.

But remember, the pictures must be in my office Monday morning.

You'll have to get them on the plane Friday so that they'll reach here in

time.

Do you feel you can make that deadline?

Oh, don't worry, Mr. Block. I'll make the deadline if I don't have boyfriend

trouble. What?

Oh, nothing, Mr. Block.

I'll get those new pictures right away.

Yes.

Goodbye.

Oh, I hope Terry's a good talker.

No, no, no.

And in case there's still any doubt, no.

Oh, Joe, please.

No wife of mine is going to flaunt herself around in front of a bunch of

jerks.

I'm not sure where you're going. I don't...

Hey, this has nothing to do without getting married.

It has everything to do with it.

If I could make some money, we wouldn't have to wait.

Look, when I graduate from college, I'll make a lot of money.

Now, I don't want to hear any more about it.

Give Joe a kiss.

How long do you think we can go on like this, Joe?

What do you mean? I never push too far.

That's just it. I want you to.

Joe, I'm frustrated.

I just can't go on like this another year.

I want to take that modeling job so we can get married.

Don't start that all over again. Joe, I mean it this time. If we're going to be

happily married and live like civilized people, quietly, calmly, and fairly.

We've always been able to settle our differences before.

Sure, such momentous decisions like which movie should we see or should we

eat Chinese or Italian food.

We've had more serious discussions than that.

You mean those pseudo-intellectual arguments we've had with your friends?

What do they prove?

They're a pretty intelligent group.

Maybe so, but I want to start living life, not just talk about it.

I want to get right in there and kick a passable.

Okay, suppose I said go ahead and do it.

What do you think our friends would say?

Friends? And who are our very best friends?

Howard and Marie.

Who else?

And how did you feel about them when they had to get married?

Well, I didn't feel any way.

They were going to get married anyhow.

That's not my point. It didn't make us think less of them. In fact, it made us

all closer.

All right, so much for our friends.

But how about your girlfriends?

I'll bet they'll have a thing or two to say.

Let them. There isn't one of them who wouldn't do the same thing if they had

anything to show.

Okay, but how about our folks?

They'll bust a blood vessel.

They can't live our lives for us.

As long as you and I know there's nothing wrong in it and you're not

ashamed of me, I don't care about our folks.

You've got me on the ropes.

I still don't like the idea of this, but I'll let you do it on one condition,

that I get to approve the shots before they're sent out.

But Bunny might not be able to... No argument.

at the moment i hadn't heard the outcome of her little talk but i had enough to

keep me busy i had a lot of magazine shots to shoot and get in the mail to

new york the magazines pay very well and each one features a special girl each

month to get these assignments means not only hundreds of dollars for the

photographer but many times fame for the girl then once in a while there is a

large contest like the one i wanted this new girl for

If a photographer can find the right girls and use a bit of imagination in

shooting them, he can do all right.

Taking photographs of beautiful young girls would seem to be an ideal

occupation. Not only easy to do, but enjoyable.

Actually, it's far from this.

For those of you interested in this type of photography as a profession, I might

say the hardest thing, assuming you are a good photographer, is to get the

girls.

To really make big money, you must continually find models that have not

been seen too much.

And they must be non-professional.

The editors prefer secretaries, nurses, school teachers, rather than artist

models or beauty contest winners.

The male readers have more interest in girls they know are posing for the first

time.

When I first started, I was embarrassed to approach a girl about posing, but I

soon found that any pretty girl with a good figure always wants to take off her

clothes and pose.

The only drawback here is that not all girls will let you publish the

photographs after you take them.

Being a woman helps, and I'm sure I get some of the undecided ones because of

this. But most of the other photographers in this field are men, and

they all seem to come up with their share of talent.

That's why someone like my newest find is a natural.

And it was hard for me to concentrate on my work until I had her test shots up in

New York.

Bunny, here's your studio.

Now, look here. We told you never to bother us again.

Who is it, Thelma? Mr.

Shepard. Let me talk to him.

Mr. Shepard, I don't know how you got my number, but if you don't stop bothering

me, I'm going to call the police.

Once and for all, none of my girls are available for dates. Is that clear?

You know, Thelma, you sound awfully insistent.

Do you think some of the girls might be making some extra money?

I'm going to find out before it makes serious trouble.

Bunny Yeager Studio.

Hi, this is Terry.

Oh, hi, Barry.

Well, don't keep me in suspense.

How did you do?

What do you mean, not so good and not so bad either?

Well, we had a big argument, and he finally agreed to let me pose for you

under one condition.

But I don't think you're going to like it.

What's that?

He wants approval on all pictures, so he may turn down the shots you want to use.

Listen, Terry, the editor of Female Magazine just called, and they're having

a big contest.

We could split $14,000, but they only want new girls, and the deadline is

Friday, so that only leaves me two more days to find someone else.

I'll have to take a chance on you.

Get your hair fixed and meet me at my house tomorrow morning.

Gee, Bunny, you're swell.

Don't worry, I'll keep working on him. We've just got to win that money.

All right, goodbye.

Gee, 14,000.

for lunch. It's almost two o'clock.

Oh boy, did I have a rough day today.

I'll tell you all about it just as soon as I bake myself a sandwich.

Listen, before you do that, Barry Mahon called from Tampa.

He just missed you at the office, but it's very important.

Oh, I'll call him right now.

Operator, get me Tampa 7-9-4-3-2-1.

I was going to, Barry, but I had so many things to do here, I just couldn't make

it.

I'm going to fly down and get you.

Besides, I have a couple of girls you have to see.

I'd love to come, but I just can't make it.

Bunny, you have to make it. I won't take no for an answer.

Now get out to the airport.

Go ahead. I've got to finish this record cover anyway.

Then I'll fix some dinner for the kids and me.

Okay, Barry.

Bud says it's all right.

I can go.

Bye.

Gee, I'm sorry, honey.

Someday we'll go away together.

But now I've got to hurry.

I'm not much on flying, but I did want to see the celebration and what Barry

had found.

By the time I got to the airport, he was landing in his P-51 fighter.

He had covered 200 miles while I got ready and drove to the field.

He said we had to get up in a hurry because we might have a chance to see

the clubhouse before the celebration.

In the early days, there was a pirate called Gasparilla who operated off the

coast of Cuba.

He decided to take over Tampa, Florida.

He and his crew sailed up the river and captured the town.

Today, the local people treat it as an annual celebration and a club in town

made up of bachelors are the crew.

This crew has the run of the city for several hours and they make the best of

it.

Each of the crew may invite a guest, so it becomes quite a gay party.

On board is enough food and drink for a week at sea, and a few dice tables to

keep the boys happy while they are waiting to attack.

With everyone on board, the ship is towed out into the harbor and up the

river.

Every small boat in Tampa is on hand for the welcome.

When the ship docks, the crew comes ashore and takes over.

Of course, the local people have something to do with it too, and

thousands turn out to decorate the beautiful floats, march, or just watch.

Thank you.

The Gasparilla crew are assigned to various floats, but usually end up

somewhere else.

Just let a pretty girl show a bit of interest on the sidelines, and she has a

friend. Or better yet, she finds herself on board one of the floats.

It was certainly a colorful parade, and I used up most of my film trying to

include everything.

This type of photography was not exactly what I could use commercially, but I

certainly did enjoy it.

the motel I was waiting for the girls Barry had said he would send over.

My shots of the crew had been for fun.

Now I hoped I would find someone to make my trip worthwhile business-wise.

When they came I was surprised to find they were sisters and very willing to

pose for me.

To save time, I decided to test them with my Polaroid camera so that if they

were photogenic, I could use them immediately.

All pretty girls don't necessarily take good photographs.

By the same token, some plain girls actually sparkle when a camera points

their way.

These two were fine, and I found them very cooperative.

They had never posed for Polaroid shots before and were quite amused at the

results.

On test shots, I try to vary the expression of the model to see just how

different she can be.

The first few shots are usually wasted because they are rather tense, but they

soon relax.

These two girls would work out fine sold them to come to Miami where I could have

more time to work with them

It

was late when we arrived back in

Miami and I still had some Mardi Gras Jim photos to make my poor family

Someday I'm going to get to spend more time with them

Miami Beach is naturally a seasonal resort, and every large hotel and motel

are in competition with one another, continually trying to think up

attractive new ideas, such as costume ball and specialized affairs.

Of course, sky-clad pretty girls go hand-in-hand with this type of

promotion. As in the Mardi Gras celebration, these girls lead the way

and encourage the guests to wear some pretty wild costumes.

i was asked to make some publicity shots for the big night of the masquerade ball

since all of the girls had to come in disguise too they brought their masks to

the studio as part of their costuming

Because of the many girls I had to shoot and the limited time element, I worked

with my two rollies shooting two rolls on each girl, one in color and one in

black and white.

As I continued to shoot, I had difficulty keeping my mind on my work.

I kept thinking about the contest in New York and the money it would bring me if

I won.

With all that money, I could take a few weeks off and spend them with my family.

It seemed that lately, even though I tried, I never seemed to have enough

time with Bud and the children.

The whole thing not only depended upon my talents as a good photographer, but

also on how well the model's boyfriend liked the results, and if he would let

her sign a release letting me use the pictures.

I never like to have husband or boyfriend trouble, so I found it wise to

talk over the situation with the couple ahead of time so that I can answer all

their questions and clear up any doubts they both might have about this type of

modeling.

I try to point out all the advantages and the disadvantages in the business,

then let them go home, talk it over, and call me back giving me their decision.

With a straightforward approach like this, the boyfriend or husband is

usually convinced and approves.

Even parents bring their daughters to me hoping that I'll start them off on the

right foot to becoming professional models.

They know that all of my photographs will be artistic and bring forth a

wholesome feminine type of glamour.

Many times when a girl models for me and her photograph appears in a national

magazine, I get calls from advertising agencies and motion picture companies

wanting to know how they can get in touch with her so that they can use her

themselves.

Some girls do not want models, but do enjoy working for me once in a while,

partly for the enjoyment they get from posing and partly for the money they

receive as a model's fee.

but to get back to the Mardi Gras ball and my pictures.

I tried to finish up as quickly as I could because the last girl was

beginning to get tired.

She had come early and the model before her had come late, so that meant she had

to wait around till it was time for me to work with her.

I have learned to shoot as fast as possible to keep from tiring my models

because nothing looks worse on a lovely model than tired circles under her eyes.

of course as soon as one of my models comes out in a magazine all of my

competitors try to find out how to locate her and shoot some photographs

for themselves i never worry petition because i feel that all photographers

see each girl differently and therefore the pictures are bound to look

completely different at the rate with which some girls change the style and

color of their hair i'm usually sure they will photograph different

It had been a long day, and I would be glad to get home.

The next morning, I could hardly eat my breakfast while I waited for her to show

up. I was so relieved when she did.

She explained she had lost her way and was sorry to be late.

I was so happy to see her, I didn't mind.

I asked her if she would like to see the place.

I did my best to help her relax as I wanted to get all my shots in one day.

We live on a large island and this was of great interest to her.

She liked the cool breeze we get off the bay and so do we.

I had to be very careful.

Her hair and complexion were so delicate, it was difficult to control

the lighting ratio in the sun.

But I wanted to shoot her this way because in a natural setting, she would

be far more outstanding.

She photographed like I hoped she would, and each shot made me more enthused and

hopeful of winning the big prize.

While studio lights give the best all-round controls, it can't match the

sparkle of sunlight.

I was taking a chance, but it looked like it was going to be worth it.

I used up my last roll of film and the rest was up to the lab.

I knew from experience that if the pictures ever got to New York on time,

we should be among the winners.

After I finished, I had some other girls scheduled for some calendar pictures I

was assigned to take for a Chicago firm.

I wanted to take the contest film to the lab right away for development.

But the calendar company had wired me asking if these shots could be sent out

immediately. And since they were one of my best customers, I didn't want to let

them down.

On this location, I decided to use my 35 millimeter camera, giving me 36 shots in

a roll instead of 12.

This meant I could shoot faster and not waste time reloading.

Although the girl was a good sport, the water in the tub was ice cold and we had

to finish quickly.

While I was getting the calendar shots, I decided to shoot some alternate

pictures in case the boyfriend wouldn't agree when he saw the prints.

The other girls were equally attractive, but each one lacked a little something

that I was sure the judges wanted.

The professional models, for some reason, take on a stiff, unnatural

attitude, which reflects itself in their photographs.

They are fine for commercial work, for the magazine editors are continually

looking for the girl-next-door type of... Shooting this much around

our house makes it a little rough on my husband.

When he's too busy, he helps set up, but for the actual shooting, I chase him

out. You don't really blame me, do you?

i try to protect my models as much as possible from any ambition every day i

get requests from people asking if they can come and watch me shoot but in most

cases i turn them down sometimes i do make an exception for magazine editors

or for another pinup photographer but even then i always get the model's

permission first

I pay my girls well and try to treat them fairly so that I can obtain the

very best models in the country.

There is much more to the photography business than the taking of pictures.

I know many photographers that are excellent technicians, but they have

failed because they lack creativity and the ability to sell their pictures after

they are taken.

I am continually trying to find new backgrounds and methods to keep my

pictures interesting and saleable.

It is a must if a photographer wants to be successful.

The contest rolls of film were the foremost thing in my mind, however, and

so I hurried through the remaining shots so I could get back to the studio and

see what I had.

Get them in the developer right away.

We have to have prints first thing in the morning. Okay.

Rita's in the studio waiting for you.

And this is Mrs. Jacobs.

Tell Rita I'll be right in.

How do you do? I'm Bunny Yeager. Can I help you?

I've seen your snapshots in magazines.

I want you to take a fancy snapshot of me in color, yes.

You want me to take your portrait?

Portraits, portraits.

If I wanted a portrait, I'd go sit down for an artist and let him make me on the

canvas.

Sexy. I should look.

Taxi?

It's for my Sammy.

Before, when I'm taking a trip, he gives me a mixed soul, a little diamond,

something that I shouldn't forget him.

This time, all he gives me is a ticket.

He probably knows how much you like coming down here.

So all right, I like coming down here.

But I'm beginning to think he's taking me a little too much for granted.

But what about the photo?

Well, Miss Yeager, I know you take good snapshots. You put a little light where

I should and make it dark where I shouldn't.

We leave off the clothes.

Give the impression I'm cold.

I don't quite follow all that.

Well, my family don't remember so good.

So I'm posting this snapshot. He's taking a good look, and he remembers his

beautiful something.

Down here this year, I'm writing him this a couple of times in my letters,

and he takes another good look, and he says, oh, my Sophie, all covered with

goosebumps. A mink, knee-length by the next plane, so I shouldn't be getting

pneumonia and costing him.

I can't argue with that kind of logic.

I'll have Thelma set up an appointment for you, and we'll see what we can do.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

No, no.

just doesn't look right.

Let's try it with your leg up. Maybe it'll look better that way.

Chin down.

Oh, that's much better.

Okay, now just hold that for me.

i had quite a few things on my mind but i was still worried about the phone

calls asking for dates with my models this girl as i had said before is one of

my top models but if she was getting involved in another type of business i

didn't want to have anything to do with her

i

hated to bring the subject up but i had to find out the truth

As I kept on taking pictures, I tried to figure the easiest way to approach her

on the subject.

I decided that the straight-on approach was the best.

We'd been friends for several years, and I was sure one way or the other, she

would understand my concern.

I guess she sensed my feeling because she wasn't her usual relaxed self.

Oh.

That should do it.

Let's call it a day, Rita.

What's been the matter with you today, Bunny? You look so worried.

Rita, you've been with me a long time.

Would you tell me the truth about something?

Are you running a little extra business on the side?

I don't understand what you mean, extra business on the side.

Oh, a man by the name of Mr. Shepard's been calling the studio almost every day

asking me to fix him up with girls.

He said he's found one already.

And that could mean only one thing.

Someone's been giving out my telephone number.

Do you think I'd do anything like that, Bunny?

Well, I didn't really.

But lately I've been so tired and so distant.

Bunny, you've got me all wrong. My new boyfriend's a bartender. He doesn't get

off work until 4 o'clock in the morning. That's why I'm so darn tired.

I've got to spend some time with him, don't I?

But... What's that got to do with this Mr. Shepherd?

Well, one night I went into the bar to wait for Dan. That's my boyfriend.

And this creep Shepherd was sitting there pretty loaded.

He made a couple of passes at me, and Dan told him to get lost because I was

his girl.

He gave Dan a little argument, but then he left.

But how did he get my telephone number?

Honestly, Bunny, I don't know.

Wait a minute.

Dan took my picture down...

To show it to this guy to prove his point.

And it had your stamp on the back of it.

That's where he got it.

Gee, Bunny, I am sorry.

Well, if that's all there is to it, don't worry about it.

You know, working with as many girls as I do, I just can't afford to get a bad

reputation.

Why don't you marry that guy and get a little sleep?

Yeah, I guess I better ask him tonight.

Not tonight.

you won't. We've got that mermaid layout to do at Harold's.

Gosh, I forgot.

I'll see you there at 8 o'clock.

Now get out of here. I've got work to do.

Oh, God.

Don't worry. You'll be the first one to see the picture.

Gee, thanks.

To make my location shooting more interesting, I try to find as many

beautiful homes in the Miami area as possible, gaining permission from the

owners to shoot there.

Usually, the people get sort of a thrill out of seeing their homes in national

magazines.

They aren't always able to get that close to glamour.

Of course, my rule of outside watch applies, much to their disappointment.

This house is exceptionally beautiful and made a wonder filled with priceless

art objects, which would be impossible for me to rent, even if my budget

allowed for it.

Sometimes owners of these houses want to be paid, but in this case he very

generously allowed us to use it free.

If a photographer is careful with other people's possessions and also insists

that his models do the same, the owners will usually allow you to come back

anytime, so I always make sure that my girls don't take advantage of the

hospitality.

In this case it was rather hard, because after standing for several hours under

the hot lights, a dip in the pool sounded like a very attractive idea.

I promised the girls that after we got through shooting, they could have a

little swim to cool off.

I was sure my friend wouldn't mind, but work came first, and I still had quite a

few close-ups to finish.

Since I have paid the girls and gone to all the trouble to get them and my

equipment on location, I try to shoot as much film as possible to make it

worthwhile.

Sometimes the most casually posed snapshots turn out to be the best

pictures of the day.

Finally, I ran out of film, and so I turned the girls loose for their swim.

You know how much we appreciate using your house. Yeah.

Bye. Goodbye.

Come on, girl.

Oh, that's okay, honey.

But don't go to sleep.

I'll be right back, just as soon as I get Andre.

All right, Tom.

Did my mother get the kids fed all right today?

Oh, sure.

But you're getting to be quite a stranger around here.

I know.

But after I get those pictures on the plane tomorrow, we'll have a whole

weekend together.

How did your things come out today?

I finished up about 10 o'clock.

I have a terrific idea for another album cover.

Let me tell you about it. Sounds great.

But can't we talk about it another time?

Oh, sure, baby.

The next day I found myself completely on edge.

My contest pictures had turned out perfectly, and my model had promised to

bring her boyfriend in to approve them, but so far they hadn't shown up.

It wasn't really fair to the girls I was working with, because my mind certainly

wasn't on their jobs.

I was thinking of all the wonderful things I could do for my family with the

prize money.

Now that I had seen the pictures, I knew we had an excellent team.

But as the day went by, I still had no word about the boyfriend's attitude.

Oh, you got me so nervous. I'm not smoking these things anymore. I'm

chewing them.

At least you could have called.

I guess we'll just have to chalk this off.

You can't outguess them all.

You've got a pretty good average.

But I want it to come off.

Why don't you substitute someone else?

I can't at this late date.

It's Terry.

Keep your fingers crossed.

Come on in.

Hello, Bunny. I'm sorry we're late, but Joe had a long exam.

Bunny, this is Joe.

How do you do, Joe? I've been looking forward to meeting you.

Hello, Bunny.

And this is my secretary, Thelma.

Hello. Hello.

Can Joe see the pictures?

Of course.

They're right over there.

You're beautiful.

Is this what I made all the noise about?

Why, there's nothing lewd about these pictures at all.

You mean it's all right?

Sure, these are fine.

Selma, wrap these. I can just make it to the airport. Sure, buddy, sure.

I knew you could do it, Terry.

It wasn't easy.

I made it to the airport with plenty of time to spare.

It was a very important package, so I personally made sure that it got aboard

the airplane.

Now I could relax for the whole weekend with my family.

No more cameras or models for me, at least for a few days.

Wait a minute.

There's one of the cutest little stewardesses I've ever seen.

I wonder if she'd be willing to pose for me.

What was I saying about the weekend?