So we arranged to meet at the Betjeman Arms on St Pancras International Station’s Upper Concourse. Right on time, Tootsi appeared, as if by magic, by my side at the bar.

A beautiful sophisticated young woman, looking every inch, the seasoned, travelling professional that she surely is. Confident and relaxed. Over a glass of soda and lime she calmy told me that she was not wearing a bra or panties, as I had requested and we discussed where on the busy station we might get the best shots.

I asked if we could take a few shots actually in the pub, just to get into the spirit of the occasion.She readily agreed, removed her coat and happily struck some poses that began to draw some attention from the male customers. It wasn’t difficult to see why! One barman in particular was obviously somewhat distracted by the spectacle of Tootsi lounging languidly in a see through top, but he managed to maintain his composure sufficiently enough to serve his customers.

As a serious photographer, I had to battle hard against my instinctive erection in order to concentrate on the task at hand. Nevertheless, the thrill of participating in the excitement she provided pervaded the entire area and the waves of appreciation from the fellow drinkers were unmistakable!

Soon, the attention started to become a liitle more than we were entirely comfortable with, so we decided to check out the rest of the fabulous architecture that make St Pancras such a wonderful setting. Additionally, we visited the British Library next door You can see some of those pictures here.