<strong>Danielle Avena<br/>The Cliff House Bistro<br/>Having dinner with Tristyn, Sana, Mayson, and Michelle</strong><br/><hr/><br/>When two Bistro Burgers came, Danielle knew it was time to eat and share an identical meal with her babe, Tristyn. This was probably the first meal in awhile where they shared the same feeling, emotion and taste in their mouths. She scooted her chair closer to Tristyn and propped one leg over his and reached for her plate to grab the burger.  The weight of the burger told her that this dinner was worth how cheaper it was than the other meals and put it up to her mouth to take a bite. With closed eyes, food moving from cheek to cheek and a embarrassing smile on her face was enough to leave her chuckling at her man. Unexpectedly, she kissed him on the cheek with her greasy lips.<br/><br/>The little neighborhood family ate and laughed and conversed. Halfway during her meal, her burger still half-eaten, Sana asked her about her photography.<strong>"The magazine has gotten bigger over the past two years, Sana, and it's because of the people who read them and look at the pictures. The only reason I'm still in this job is because people just want more. I'm just doing them a favor and taking pictures of everything,"</strong>she explained about her work. She loved photography, but not as much as she loved Tristyn. One of the reasons she was attracted to the man was that he loved her work and loved how she looked when she worked. Danielle pulled out her phone, activated the camera and gave it to Sana.<strong>"Here, have a go at it. There's not a lot of times where I'm the subject matter of my pictures."</strong>She was right. With all the time spent behind the camera, her lens rarely ever pointed at her. It was those times Tristyn stole the camera from her to take pictures of her untold beauty. Her countless published photos never showed the real beautify behind those photos.