Wetter

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Concrete Duck

This gallery contains 39 pictures plus 3 mins. and 8 sec. of video

Topless Tease

Let's talk a tad bit nipply! What does this statement mean to you? A little breeze, a little chilly means the twins perk up for the climate change. Even though I am not well endowed in the bosom area, what does exist in the land of cleavage is very sensitive to cold atmospheres. In short, cold weather and I are NOT like peanut better and jelly....we don't go together....lol. This faithful day while shooting....to keep the little hills from peaking...the heat was used on HIGH! With sweating pouring off my photographers face, he clicked, clicked, clicked as fast as possible before he died of heat exhaustion.....hey at least the twins were happy! lol Remember full gallery is only available in the members area! Come join the private world of Annie Antioch! :)

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Skulls & Bones

A little dash of different anyone? Or... maybe a pinch of food for thought instead? Well, to all those tuned in a word of advise.....Never ever take your ex-boyfriend with you to shop for an outfit for a photo shoot! I mean just say no! Don't do it!
Against my better judgment a few hours before my photo shoot, I ventured with my ex-boyfriend, turned part time pal, to the mall. Engaged in friendly conversation, we entered Wet Seal. All went smooth at first. I sifted through a sea of panties in the clearance bin. Then, rambled through a rack of odd and end accessories on the clearance wall. After about forty minutes, I had created my own clothing concoction. Studying my purchases choices, my ex narrowed his eyes and focused on me suspiciously. "Why so much skimpy sh%t?" he hissed. "None of your beeswax" I joked sweetly. Needless to say that was the wrong answer! Let's just say one argument and two migraines later I realized that bringing your ex to shop for photo shoot apparel is down right dumb! Lol :)

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Pepsi Challenge

And so it was a creepy, abandoned, hotel that stole my photographer and my interest late one Sunday afternoon. The Pepsi machine in question, standing proud in the ruins of a once fully operational mid-grade hotel, beckoned us for recognition. I froze from pose to pose as the camera captured my still positions. My eyes wonder as my body stood still. All the creepy characteristics of this haunting hotel kept catching my curiosity. The exterior corridors blocked off by rusting, rod- iron gates, windows barred by iron bars, and a once dazzling marquee fading into deterioration. As the shoot moved from Pepsi machine to dilapidated, hotel, office mailbox my attention was caught by a long corridor barricaded by before mentioned rod-iron gates. MMMMMMMMM......intriguing...I thought to myself. Wonder if I can slip between the bars and strike poses from the inside of the corridor? I squeezed and wriggled but no such luck. So in vein, I stared down the corridor, whose cement walls disappeared into a grave, grey darkness. A shiver raced up my spine, and I decided it was a blessing I couldn't squeeze through the gaps in the gate. I hand plopped down on my shoulder. Ahhhh!!! I screeched startled. I whipped around to find my photographer staring at me as if I had five foreheads. Scrunching his eyebrows together, he said simply that it was time to go. The sun was sinking into the horizon. The wind had picked up. It was muggy. It was eerie. It was definitely time to go!

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