Hairy | Lady Boys

"You're staring," Sunnee said, her voice a low, melodic rasp. She didn’t sound offended; she sounded curious.

Leo spent the night behind the lens, but he didn't take the typical stage shots. He captured the way the stage lights played off the fine down on Sunnee’s neck as she danced. He photographed the strength in Pim’s legs, unburdened by the expectation of being hairless. hairy lady boys

In the back of the club, away from the spotlight where the sequins shimmered, he found them. "You're staring," Sunnee said, her voice a low, melodic rasp