Up close and personal: FHM shooting - 3.

The camera lights hit her bare shoulders first. Bridgette brushes another coat across the model's lips, slow, careful, lips parted like she's already ready to bite. The photographer lifts the lens, waits a second, then fires. The model turns, thigh flexed, the lace edge of her thong cutting a clean line across one round cheek. She looks straight at the lens and smiles, small and wicked. That smile tells you she's not going to stay still for long.