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Bathtub Gin

here are two more of my bathtub series

I think they are remarkably good pictures considering

I know nothing about photography

my camera is my macbook

I am not a supermodel

So ladies understand that in this day and age

Anyone can be a model

You just have to take pictures of yourself

Or shit, I'll take pictures of you

Better than dealing with a skeevy photog

I don't have the male parts to draw along your back with

Consider it, we would look pretty good together.

enjoy


Comments

  1. keep em coming, you're stunning
    -Cirano

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  2. Theres something about your looks thats so uniqiue i cant help but keep coming back for more. I love it.

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  3. Dear M thank you, its how I want you to remember me when I'm dead. Which won't be anytime soon. But the wrinkles are going to set up camp eventually.

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  4. psssshhh. Then youd only be more attractive then 75% of the population instead of 85. Ya... wrinkles are worth a good 10%, those bastards!

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