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OMG, Becky. Today I met this really chill guy after my gender studies class. Apparently, he's like this super famous photographer who is gonna help me out with my acting career. I showed him around campus and he took some AMAZING photos of me. You should totally see how sexy they came out. Some of them were a bit on the slutty side, but he kept saying, It's a brave new world, baby or something hilarious. He can be a real kook, but he is fucking dreamy. Next week, we are planning to take some pics inside my dorm room. I hope that bitch, Kim, can put down her phone long enough to go to class!
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I meant to publish this update yesterday, but I am currently traveling across Europe. I will soon reach my destination, which may or may not welcome my western presence. We shall see. But after, there will be less snags in my schedule. Promise. Someone asked me, so you even have to work while on vacation? To which I replied, my work is so good that I dont need a vacation. Am I supposed to take a break from meeting and photographing women like Reina Rae? Cmon. I dread vacations. You know how hard it is to travel and admire the female wonders that I can not photograph in this way? Painful is an understatement. No matter which path a life takes, there is always plenty of pain to embrace.
Lily Rader, one hot potater. She might do porn, but you'd still date her. The hair is blonde and she keeps it long. Akron, Ohio could do no wrong. At eighteen she was doing scenes, paying bills while haters caught feelings. Rader, the sex trader, doll-faced assassin, is what life made her. Lily.
Autumn weather is nutty in LA. You could have a warm, sunny, buns-out afternoon at the beach turn into a cloudy, nippy evening within minutes. Isabella Herzog is the right type of woman for this occasion. She is all smiles in most conditions. The only time she grew concerned was when I asked if I could pay her with a Degenerate Ape NFT. Some people still want that dirty fiat. Oh wellz. Hodl.
My absolute almost favorite model is back. This is when Gia Ohmy took me to one of her regular West Palm Beach eateries. We were eventually kicked out, but it was fun while it lasted. Apparently, a strict rule of theirs is to limit the use of the bathroom to one person at a time. Fascists. Anyways, we did enjoy Howley's BLT, minus the lettuce, plus the cheese. Or was it their signature grilled cheese, add bacon and tomato? Hell if I remember. I just know that Gia likes it indulgent and spicy. No complaints here besides her penchant for mendacity.
Happy Easter. Here is part dos of the lovely Gabbie Carter and our time at the Santa Monica Pier. We did not really go. This all photoshopped. I actually shot the entire gallery at a professional studio with three assistants on-hand. I love to slackline, which is what Gabbie is doing towards the end of the gallery. It takes time to learn and you must fail countless times before any significant success.
Here is part one of my finale with Dorothy Channing. She is an incredible woman that can only be found here on Zishy. In the case that I am uninformed, please direct us all to where we can find more of her. Dorothy is such a gem that I would even suffer the photography of some lesser buffoon who managed to get Dorothy in front of his camera. I confess, I am a smut snob. Been at this game too long to not be.
I am finally on the mend from COVID. I bet I transmitted it last week from that goddamn senior citizen who delivered my food without a mask. Or maybe it was from one of the rotten children who play care-fee at the park where I perform my Tai Chi. Sure, I always wear double N95's but nothing is perfect. It befuddles me how many morons out there think it is still 2019. I just wish people were more considerate. But do not worry, gang. I will be back in full swing next week. Already brainstorming new locations for public smut. BTW, I did get a chance to add a bonus video to the update from 3 days ago.
Hannah Tarley is a sweet girl with a soft, gentle look. There is at least one guy who has hit me up on multiple occasions requesting more Hannah. I hope these images will abate his desire for a minute. Or maybe they will anger and confuse him. Maybe he doesn't like his women playing with sharp objects. Maybe his ex once held him at knife-point swearing she would slice his dick off if she ever caught him eyefucking the neighbor's ass again. She has quite a file on him. She could get him in a lot of trouble. He better fall in fucking line or prepare himself for a world of hurt. Hey, anything is possible. Goodnight.
One of the most important lessons that my mentor imparted to me was never to assume that anyone I meet is actually who they say they are. We'll slide down the surface of things. Sometimes, I even convince myself that my own bullshit is real. I eat healthy, I am a mature person, I make smart decisions--all things that I believe as I stuff my face with greasy nachos and photograph a woman flashing me her breasts at a crowded restaurant in Arizona. Oh, well. At least my lifestyle has afforded an opportunity to meet hundreds of wild, attractive individuals like Rebel Tee. And at least I am let in on some of their secrets.
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Today, I bring you your second dose of Vonnie Bean. This one is a little more potent than the first, so you will want to monitor yourself for a half hour after consumption. Vonnie is truly adorable and you will see more of her here at Zishy if you stick around. But if you don't, I totally understand. I know many of you need to start saving up for the next big Jake PaulJustin Bieber extravaganza. Or maybe you are eying a brand new tent for that prime spot in the park. I get it.
Brandy Gila and I made it to the nursery just before closing time. We went to areas we weren't supposed to. We did things that were prohibited, but no one got hurt. That is what a lot of my life has become discovering which rules are necessary and which ones are simply in place due to prior momentum. We are surrounded by gobs of nonsense, so I feel zero shame in searching for what really matters. Like Conor eloquently put it, I'd like to take this chance to apologize ... to absolutely nobody.