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This is the very first photo shoot I did. It wasn't something I really planned on doing... I kind of knew Bob from chatting with him online a few times, however he lived really close by so once I finally had a day off, we decided to get together. This was on Friday, February 23rd '07 which Bob and I now consider that date to be our anniversary.
I wasn't sure what to expect. When I got there, I was greeted by 2 big beautiful German/Belgian Shepherds (Drako & Sasha). Wow these guys are impressive however they are so well behaved.
Right away Bob said let's take some pictures outside. It being February, I found that a little odd however we weren't out for very long so that was a good thing. Once we got inside, things began to warm up, and I found it really easy to 'warm' up to Bob as well. Him and I worked really well together, and I'm very proud of our very first photo shoot together as well as the finished product.
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Actually this really isn't a true 'Part II'... it's just more a continuation of 'Part I'... however I split the set up because it's just easier to navigate this way, and this way it divides the set nicely into 2 medium sets rather than 1 large one.
As the morning turned into the afternoon, it became easier and easier for me to relax and enjoy the shoot. I shed my clothes slowly and surely and with confidence, and I could see that Bob found me attractive and the feeling was mutual.
At some point he brought out some rope and leather goods, and surprisingly I wasn't intimidated. I actually found it exhilarating. By now I did not know that Bob had a thing for Bear's feet, all I thought was that he definitely had a kinky side, and tying me up kind of proved that. I'll be honest though - I found it very erotic.
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These were taken approximately one month after my first photo shoot with Bob Forrest. You might notice that I don't have my beard for these ones (however it takes me really no time at all to grow it back).
I wouldn't say Bob and I were dating... not yet anyhow... however we were seeing more and more of each other, and I was also noticing that the emails Bob were sending were ringing more and more amorously. Between you and me, Bob was falling for me right about now... as for me... well love hits us at different times. I fell for him afterwards but for me it was still too early to rush into anything.
It was also about this time that I realized he had a thing for guy's feet. I have to be honest and say that I really didn't know there were so many guys into feet, but I'm glad he likes my dogs because he's a great masseuse and has a great mouth.
This is a small shoot with only two dozen photos or so... we took some film and... well... the rest of the day we spent fooling around on his couch.
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Here is the 1st set of (many to come) of myself up at my country place. If I could have it my way, I'd live up here all year round, and maybe one day I just might.
This was also the 1st time I brought Bob up here. At first he was a little reluctant because he thought his pups would be a burden... however little did Bob realize that up north was actually puppy heaven for them. We all had a great time.
It was late April and the sun was out full bloom. We'd swore it was summer that day - and for those who know anything about the climate in Canada - it's still very cold and wet during April showers month.
It being so nice out, I have no trouble removing all my clothes as well as my shoes and socks so as to feel the cool, fresh grass that was drenched in dew.
I love being up here, so expect to see a lot of photos taken up north. I just can't get enough of it.
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Here is a trip that Bob 'n I took. It's to an area called Windigo Chute (or Falls). It's a natural water slide and it's a ton of fun. From below it doesn't seem like all that much below however once you're up there, it's a tad intimidating. Also there's a lot of rocks at the bottom however you never touch them, thankfully.
There's also other areas to discover at Windigo Falls. A small hike up the mountain and there's these beautiful mini falls all over the place. And on a warm hot and muggy July afternoon, these little falls are Heaven sent.
This small trip was an excellent way of spending a day out in the sun. It didn't cost us anything and we got to enjoy a wonder that Canada has to offer.
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It's late July, early August and I am finally on vacation. I have 3 weeks off and Bob 'n I made plans on spending the full time up here at the cottage. You have to understand, my country place is my favourite place on Earth.
It's going on 5 to 6 months now that I am with Bob. A little secret here: I know he has fallen hard for me. I can tell in his actions, his words, the way he gives special attention to me. I have another secret: I was burned very badly in the past and 6 months was still very quick for me. I guess you can call me old fashioned but I truly believe in courting for some time before committing. So yes Bob is in love with me, and yes, I can see both the joy and pain he is going through, the joy and pain that love brings... and as for me... I was thankful for having such a thoughtful man in my life and this was our first true test. 3 weeks together, alone, up north.
I guess I'm divulging quite a few secrets here... one more... at first Bob took a lot of photos of me, before he fell in love, but once he fell in love he pretty much stopped taking pics. I guess it has to do with having a hard time sharing me with the rest of the world, which is normal. However once we got up north, he started to relax, was less insecure about our relationship, and he started to take pics again, and it was about this time that we started to think about working on a new site together... this one BearFoot.
As for this set, it's made up of 3 mini sets, pics taken of me during different days. Like I said, Bob was slowly starting to take pictures of me, in small doses. So you'll see some pics of me in my underwear, then me getting ready to do some boating.
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I'm officially on holiday. There's this great old song Bob 'n I listened to 100 times. It's called 'C'est Le Temps Des Vacances', a 1963 well known local French song which translates as 'It's Time For The Holidays'.
We are in the beginning of August and one needs to come to Canada to understand what perfect weather is all about. Sure Canada is freezing in February but we can also have the best summers, and the summer of '07 was one of the best in awhile.
It was time to show Bob Forrest some of my favourite spots. I spent a lot of my childhood in this area and I know these rivers like the back of my hand. And at this time of the year, the water level starts to drop, so there's spots on the river that you have to get out of your boat in order to maneuver.
I brought Bob to this little remote beach, one of my favourite spots. He brought his camera and I consider these photos as our first photo shoot since our initial meeting. As I mentioned before - Bob 'n I met during a shoot, which was our 1st... then the love bug bite us, and Bob rarely picked up his camera... up until now. This was a break through for him since he was able to say 'ok - I am cool with sharing images of my loved one with others...'. Love can lead one to be jealous and possessive, and Bob could have easily declined taking photos, and he was free to do so, but I was really glad he was able to break through to the other side. And the result was some really classy shots of myself on this lonely romantic beach.
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By now I was fully aware of Bob's attraction to my feet. At first I found it very interesting. I truly did not know that some guys were into other guy's feet. Not one time before with any other guy I met showed any interest whatsoever in my Bear feet. Bob was the first and he has opened me up to a wonderful world of toe sucking, foot massaging, and soul pampering. It's almost a drug for me now... whenever I get home from work the very first thing I want is for Bob to remove my socks and massage my tired dogs.
Not only is Bob into feet but he also likes to tie them up. Initially I guess you can say I was a little weary yet at the same time I was excited. Bondage was more of a fantasy for me, not a reality. It's truly about trust - 100% - and if you don't trust your partner, well you should not be allowing him to tie you up. When I get tired, I tell Bob and he unties me. I'm not into slave/master... altho I'm sure Bob would like that a little. But I do like being tied up every now and then, and letting Bob take control. It's actually exhilarating.
A little secret: I think I could have a thing for tying up toes myself. Not in a sexual way, I don't think, but more as a fascination. When I was younger, I used to love to make ponytails with a girlfriend of mine, and watching Bob tie up my toes kind of reminds me of that... a little... it's hard to explain, but I like patterns, and when Bob ties me up and I see a cool pattern, it puts a smile on my face.
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In this set, I woke up and the sun was shining; it was the beginning of wonderfully warm and bright August day. I got up slowly then went to the kitchen to make some breakfast for Bob 'n I. Bob usually makes the bed at this point ~ we each have our chores up north: I make breakfast while he makes the bed and does the dishes after we eat (hint: it's good that those in a relationship keep to their chores... now I'm sounding a bit like Charles Ingalls of 'Little House on the Prairie' but it's true - a relationships 'works' when both work at the relationship).
Today, however, I was surprised to find that the bed was not made. Rather, Bob had taken the straps that were in the car that I use to tie furniture down to a trailer... and he strapped them to the bed. Oh boy, I knew I was in for a ride for sure.
The game was to tie me to these straps, spread-eagle, and see if I could get out. Unfortunately for Bob - who thought he did an excellent job at tying me down - I was able to free myself pretty easily. He tied me down 2 times - once on my back and once on my stomach - and as I mentioned... I freed myself both times.
There's a few photos from our session, however he did film the process as well.
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After Bob's failed attempt at tying me to the bed, I actually felt bad for him. It was as if he lost at a game or something. He looked a little broody, moping a bit. So I thought ~ why not try something a little different. I suggested to him that he should try and tie me up in the little shed.
As an aside ~ my aunt (the one whom I inherited the country place from) was actually afraid to go in the shed after dark. She used to read cards and was able to see spirits and believed they hung out in the shed. Why did I tell you this...? Just to add to the mood.
I had made hooks especially for this occasion; hooks which I added to the ceiling. After Bob put on the leather cuffs and then tied my suspended hands to the hooks, well this time I wasn't able to get out. Bob had a smile on his face ~ as if he won this time.
Again there's not many pictures since we focused mostly on the movie making part. Oh... and one thing did happen: while we were shooting the movie, Bob put the camera down on a stepladder, and the camera fell by itself. Luckily it didn't break but maybe my aunt was right, maybe there are spirits in the shed.
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One of the things on my 'to do' list while I was on vacation was to install the fireplace. I picked up all the necessities at the hardware store and it took me a couple of days to install, however once I was done I was very happy with my mission accomplished that the first thing I did in the morning was tried it out. I added some wood and made myself a fire. Yes it's August and no we didn't stay in the living room for very long, but wow it's such a great feeling when you accomplish something.
Bob took a bunch of pictures of the process; as I put a hole in the wall, as I laid down the ceramic, and as I screwed all the nuts and bolts to make it all fit. Now I didn't add those pics but Bob did take a few close-ups of me and my feet... and you will notice in some of the shots the amount of canine fur that my slippers had picked up. When you have 2 very big German Shepherds who tend to shed a whole bunch during the hot summer days, you tend to gather furballs under your souls.
There's some other shots of me relaxing, and eating, reading, doing some crosswords, and some in which I'm outdoors doing a bit of bird watching, and also a few shots of me lying down. In each section there's a couple of close-ups of my feet so I'm sure you'll enjoy this relaxing set of photos.
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After being up at the cottage place for 3 full weeks, it was time to come back to reality and head back home. Bob 'n I had a great time up there, I got a lot accomplished and I also spent a lot of time relaxing and enjoying my wonderful section of Canada.
So what did Bob decide to do once we got back...? He thought it would be fun to tie me up real quick and grab a few pictures. There's not a lot of photos in this set, but this is what my bed at home looks like. Sure I love being up north and my bed there is just as comfortable, but I love my bed at home as well... and so does Bob. Seems it's easier to tie me up here than at the country place.
Now I'll talk about it more in the next update, however there was something wrong with me... well... with my back to be more specific. I didn't know it at the time but I was about to experience a whole new type of pain, a paint that had nothing to do with being tied up and dominated. September was turning out to be a trying month.
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Once I returned back to work, my back was starting to hurt me so bad. I am a pastry baker and you would think it's an easy job, but it really isn't. I've been lifting mixing bowls the size of a small pony (literally... I'm not joking you... ask anyone who works in a pastry factory). All my life I've been doing it, and I've always considered myself built like an ox... until my body decided to talk to me.
The pains in my legs were seriously incredible. I made an appointment to see the doctor, and she ordered me to go get an MRI. Now here in Canada, we have Medicare which is a good thing because I didn't have to pay for the MRI. The bad thing is I was put on a waiting list... and they said it could take up to 6 months possibly before having the MRI. That meant a lot of things: out of work with very little pay (the insurances would not kick in for 4 months... if they kick in at all and social insurance only pays something like 60% of your initial pay)... and I had no clue what was wrong with me.
So what was there to do...? Bob 'n I decided to just go up north. I was really messed up, pains in my legs came in waves... but some moments it was fine and I felt no pain. It was early September '07 and I might have to wait until maybe February '08 before finding out what was wrong with me, so I was filled with mixed emotions. I was scared about my future. However we decided to go back to the cottage since it was probably the best place for me to heal.
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It was hard to believe that I was up north again. We were just here for 3 weeks, went back to Montreal for a week or so, went back to work, my legs and backs began shooting all kinds of pain, wasn't able to work, and now I had to heal. I also had to wait until I was able to get an MRI to find out what I had.
I knew I wasn't able to do anything strenuous, but I also knew I couldn't just sit around all day and do nothing. So I did little things, stuff that wasn't strenuous... and the one thing I wanted to do for a long time was install a little water pump in the washroom. Right underneath my cottage is a reserve of water. Now if I had the money or the health, I would make a well, but money was now very tight and there's no way I could start digging 15 feet into the ground. However it was simple to add a water pump and it took no effort at all, just the time to do it.
Once it was installed, Bob said I was prouder than a peacock. I think I played with my water pump all day after that. Just as a little aside - during the spring, summer and fall, we get our water from the lake, however when we go up in the winter, since the lake is frozen, we're waterless. But now with the water pump that pumps the water from under the house, we have water... it's freezing and filled with iron, but we still have water to wash ourselves, the dishes, and to use to flush the toilet. Living in town, you take running water for granted... and water is life.
So what did Bob do while I was adding my water pump...? Half the time he was on his laptop working (on dialup... he does complain sometimes) and the other half the time he came in to watch me and took pictures, and a lot of closeups of my feet.
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So my main task is to heal. I spent a lot of days doing really nothing much at all. Anything I would do... even going to get groceries and my legs would start to burn. So I got in a lot of sleep, read, and eat. I gained weight during this time, that I know... not a whole lot but enough to notice it... but when there's not much to do other than sleep, read, eat... well you tend to gain some weight. But I was on a leave from work and this is what I was supposed to be doing.
Nevertheless, I was up north and I was in heaven. The weather was picture perfect and I was able to go outside and enjoy the apple trees we had planted a few months back. They said the trees would take 3 years before bearing fruit but ours gave a couple of 'baby' apples.
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Let's not focus on the pain for a little while. I'll get back to that in a short bit. Let's focus on other stuff, like leather, bondage, blindfolds. I need to mention that I am in no way a submissive. The relationship I have with Bob is not one of dominance and slavery. Sure Bob likes to tie me up (sometimes a lot), and sure I don't mind being tied up from time to time, but it's a game we play together in the bedroom. Once the ropes and leather are stored away for another day, Bob 'n I are back on equal terms in all sense of the word equal.
But there's something fun about being tied up. I even fantasize that Bob has kidnapped me and I'm his captive. It's pretend of course but we sometimes make up little scenarios in which I don't want to be tied down and I struggle, however Bob does everything to seduce me and calm me down. It's ton fun because neither Bob nor I take it seriously - altho we're pretty good at being serious in our play.
So in this set, I've got a lot of leather straps and Bob ties me up pretty good. If you like to see a Bearish guy like me all tied up, this is a fun set for you.
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It was the middle of September and I had been up north 2 weeks more than expected. I focused a lot on healing and I had time to ponder about my life at the age of 48. I had worked at the same place for 18 years, giving everything I got both mentally and physically, and now my body wasn't able to handle the physical nature that my job entails.
I could live up north however I do have a home in town that I also have to take care of. So Bob 'n I 'n the pups rode back. My doctor had put me on a 'leave of absence' for a couple of months so I knew I wasn't going back to work until possibly December. So we scheduled our time - how much of it we would spend in town and how much up north.
I decided to close the pool. It was too much work for me to manage and autumn was around the corner anyhow. I was barefoot half the time and once I was done placing the tarp over the pool, my feet were extremely dirty. I decided to take a shower and Bob decided to grab some photos of it.
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Once I closed the pool for the year, there wasn't much left for me to do around the house in town. Bob 'n I decided the best place for us would be back at the country place. I honestly feel a healing when I am up there. It's just so calm, a wonderful stillness, away from the city noises and the calamities of a busy town. So we packed the car once more and we drove back to the cottage.
Now when your back is hurting you, you really can't do much. I am a pastry maker by trade and my job consisted of me standing all day at my station baking all kinds of goods. Well I wasn't able to stand for more than 15 minutes without getting all kinds of pains shooting thru my back and the top of my legs, so when I would cook or bake for Bob 'n I, I'd do it sitting down. Also I'd tire quickly which meant I had to lie down a lot as well. Bob just followed me around with his camera, taking shots of me doing whatever I was up to.
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The summer of 2007 wasn't necessarily the warmest summer in Canadian history... actually it was quite cold and cloudy, but we hardly got any rain at all, which meant the levels of water were very low everywhere in Quebec.
Behind my cottage is a lake and throughout the summer the water recedes a little because it's regulated by a dam many miles upstream, however they usually leave the level of water around the same height every year... but not year. The beach behind my place grew about a foot a week, meaning there was a serious lack of water, and since this is a lake, the beach is really really muddy, as you will see in the next photo set. In this set, I'm just enjoying a spot of sun while reclining on my deck.
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As I mentioned in the last photo set, the water level was at an incredible low this year, so much so that it effected the water we were using inside the cottage (to wash ourselves, to wash dishes... we get spring water to drink because the lake water is too murky to drink). We have a plastic tube that goes from the lake to the house, and since the water level was so low, we weren't getting any more water, only brown guck. So we had to buy some tube and extend it. It's not a strenuous job whatsoever ~ simply connecting the new hose to the old hose ~ but it was truly then that I discovered just how mucky my part of the beach had become.
So what did Bob do...? He told me to walk around in the mud while he took pics of it. He then told me to remove my rubber boots and walk in it barefoot. The things that went thru my toes. Then afterwards, he took some pics of my feet as the mud quickly caked them in the sun. We finished this set with a few photos of me washing my feet... with the water that was flowing freely once again from the lake back to my place. Water is truly a wonderful thing.
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