You’re naked.

Yep.

Can I take pictures of you?

Naked?

Yeah. While you are asleep.

I don’t care. Do whatever you want.

Are you sure you won’t mind? I saw a photo of me that was taken while I was asleep once. It freaked me out. I looked dead.

I guess she was more concerned with my being asleep rather than my being naked. At least she’s considerate. I would have just taken photos of her and then told her in the morning.

Then she’d have made me delete them.

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