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Mandii and Frankie cool off in a waterfall. Soon their bikinis come off and things heat up. For full video go to the Erotic page. Models: Mandii Monarch, Frankie Bunny
Roadhouse Dancers. Models (L to R): Sophia Jade, Crystal A, Kay Ace, Lior Allay, Amelie Belain, Olinka Lickova
Galactic Goddess. Costume created by Autumn Huse. Photographed at Muses in Wonderland. Model: Autumn Huse
Alien Fashion Show – Violet, Olinka Lickova, Lareina Tay
Indomitable Spirit – Models: Olinka Lickova and Rachel Lilly
Lareina Tay in her bikini posing on our dock – She soon got tired of the bikini and did some nude yoga while basking in the warm sun and enjoying the cool summer breeze on her skin.
Crystal in Congregation of Potato People. Model: Crystal A
Church of the Potato People
In the Church of the Tuber, where spuds convene,
A congregation of potato people, a sight unseen.
Their eyes, like russet orbs, fixed on the sacred ground,
As they gather in reverence, in silence profound.
Starch-filled hearts beat in unison, a tater’s devotion,
In pews of mashed delight, a tuberous emotion.
The pulpit adorned with skins, a priestly spud ascends,
Preaching the gospel of the harvest, where the potato life transcends.
But amid the devout, a stranger unknown,
A beauty in disguise, a presence all her own.
She, an outsider, a radiant yam,
In the sea of potatoes, a singular glam.
Her skin, a golden hue, not of earthly soil,
A sweet fragrance of difference, a celestial foil.
Yet, she hides among them, a secret delight,
In the congregation’s eyes, a clandestine light.
The potato people, unaware of her grace,
Continue their worship in the starchy space.
But the outsider listens, absorbing their prayer,
In the silence of tubers, a connection rare.
As the sermon concludes, and the congregation disbands,
The outsider reveals herself, a rose in the lands.
The potatoes, astonished, yet welcoming still,
In this diverse church, love trumps the thrill.
For in the Church of the Tuber, diversity blooms,
In the richness of differences, unity looms.
Potato people and yams, together they stand,
In the spud-filled sanctuary, hand in hand.
