It was a cold night on Beale Street in Memphis, TN. The music was loud, the alcohol was flowing, and the lights from B.B. King's were flashing into the windows of the crowded bar. That's when I saw her.
You couldn't miss what's her name?—dancing with jeans slung low around her hips, skin-tight cropped top, clunky heels, and a gorgeous sunburst of a tattoo emanating from her navel.
I tapped on her shoulder, and she followed me to the bathroom where I asked her to model for InterCourses. She agreed and became the backdrop for our Mapplethorpe-esque avocado shot. Sensuality in simplicity, that's what we believe.
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