I don’t believe that there is a necessary correlation with taking photos of oneself and having fun being naked with one’s partner. As a photographer, I understand the possible globalization of something I would want to be specifically directed to someone I loved, if as you say that’s what she wanted. I even had a problem making love in a picture window at dusk fronting a stop of a major metropolitan train. I had to face the passengers and passersby at Five O’Clock rush hour. She gave them her sleek, unbelievable back, but they also got to see the balding guy in glasses, who wanted to hide behind her. It was overwhelming! It did not matter that she was the most beautiful woman I have ever known. I guess I have a body-issue. I am certainly an introvert as well as a Cancer, who likes one-on-ones.