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or sitting on a high oval-backed wicker chair against a plain blue
background, she quickly stripped from frilly white frock to white
garter belt and stockings with a string of pearls around her neck,
and then to - nothing but the shoes. She looked very awkward,
wooden and uncomfortable. Of course, there was not even a hint of
pubic hair. The spread was given the lofty title 'Photo-Art-Story,'
and came with text headed 'Summer of '92':
O Summer of '92! In white heat dear Lady Love burns - she
burns with desire. The cool summer breeze doesn't help her.
Sans clothes, sans inhibitions she waits with golden stars in her
eyes . . . Do you know, she's still waiting!
Immediately following this centrefold, in a guilty balance, was a far
more artfully photographed male nude spread, titled simply 'Brute':
Rahul Damle, 24,
photographed by
Raj Thakare
in natural light on
monochromatic film.
So artfully was it photographed, indeed, that you never saw Rahul
Damle's face in the burnished orange shadows. One shot, from
glistening hairy chest down, had Rahul holding a grimy glass tumbler
exactly where an erect penis would have been. The tumbler was
empty. Compared to the stark clarity of Pinky's pictures - which
would have enabled complete strangers to identify her in a crowd,
Rahul's would not have helped forensic experts to track him down.
It, too, was accompanied by a bodice-ripping text:
He plunged into the sea of his being, and emerged with secret
truths. In his strong embrace - wild and loving - she emptied the
wine-glass of desire. When time was eternity, her silent rivers
flowed through his land. With a languid look said he, 'Where, O
where is she?'
