<div align="center"><em>Ingrid with Daniel in their studio apartment</em><br/>(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4a/Ing2.jpg)</div><br/>Ingrid made sure that all of her back up batteries were either charged or charging for the shoot that she had that day.  She also had a video camera ready for if there was action and wanted a shot from something that she wanted to pull.  Even the best photographer could miss things and she was good with digital enhancement and had her own equipment that allowed her to do masterful things with ease and quickness.  She was always up early on days that she had shoots, getting everything prepared.  Doing it the night before was fine but the last minute things that she often forgot or couldn't do the previous evening had to be attended to.<br/><br/>She made sure that her camera was in fully functional, working order. Her lenses were nearby, set up on a table that she kept behind her and out of frame.  Ingrid only had to finish getting dressed and to put on her makeup and she'd be ready for the shoot.<br/><br/>After she got her face on, pulled on her black jeans and black cotton tank top, she debated over a few strands of beads but remembered that the strap of the camera got tangled in them sometimes and that was more frustrating to her than anything.<br/><br/>Her eyes fell on the lump buried under the covers and a smile spread over her face. She giggled as she walked over to the bed and knelt on the edge behind him, wrapping her arms around him as she covered his cheek and what was available of his warm, sleeping neck in kisses.  "Mmmm, Daniellll," she cooed, giggling quietly, nuzzling him with her nose. "Time to get up, baby." Her left hand ran down his side, under the covers, and caressed his stomach.<br/>