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"Now, hand over your tuxedo!"   Maybe I should have seen this coming. After all, my girlfriend, Mel, had been dropping hints.   Mel had just started a new job at a successful all-woman public relations company, Buxfield PR. She loved the work, but there was something about the owner, Esme ...

"I'm sorry, no outside clothes are allowed." It was the first time I'd had the chance to photograph gymnastics – something I'd really wanted to do for a while. Up til then, I'd shot lots of different sports: hockey, volleyball, tennis, wrestling. But never gymnastics. Finally I'd found a c...

I'd seen big crowds go crazy for boy bands before. But this was something else. It seemed like every girl in the city, from office workers to college students to teeny boppers, had rushed to the downtown core to scream at the top of their lungs for the latest pop phenomenon. I can't even recall the ...

"So, babe, I have a teensy little request..."   It was a lazy Saturday morning, a few weeks after we'd attended my girlfriend Mel's work gala. The gala where Mel's boss, Esme Buxfield, owner of Buxfield PR, had made every male guest strip naked upon entry. Well, naked aside from a black bo...