Hi Everyone
Said I'd be back and I'm not going to mess about with waffle. Lets get into the fun
We always try to start with an icon in something shiny and in the past week it has been the stunning and every stylish Elizabeth Hurely who has stepped forward to claim the crown as she front a new Joseph Ribkoff She icons campaign.
Our amazing friend Amber has just sent me these. I love these, these show so much imagination. Andy is at the forefront of a new campaign and Amber is in charge.
Tricky to pick a favourite, but I think Cleopatra gets my vote. Just loving that Egyptian look.
And if you wanna see more, including an awesome pic of Andy and Aunt Jane dancing in the club, pop over to her Deviantart page. You will not be disappointed.
https://www.deviantart.com/capriciousamber
Here are three items all based on either my own classic art or one of my favorites' am working on something big involving my own art and over the next few weeks will be sharing some things as a tease.
If only they made Sci-Fi tv shows like these
These are by our friend Sissy Dani and give us another look into the world of Andy from another delightful angle.
Andy joins the cast of this classic UK competition show:10 out of 10, from us
Since I have been away this dropped on you tube. I love Helene Fischer she is an amazing performer and looks stunning in these outfits. The real Highlight is at about 4.11. She looks incredible in that short red outfit.
Now it would not be Wednesday without a little something from out dear friend Skinnie Stallion.
This is just a warm up for what id coming over the next few weeks when I publish Artistic Studies, by Skinnie over the next few weeks.
Too Much Information
By
Skinnie Stallion
Esme was on a high. She’d never felt like this. Was this what it was like if you took drugs? She wasn’t sure. There had been that time when Sharon had given her caffeinated rather than decaf at the hairdresser’s. Or when she’d been out in the sun too long and her mother had put her in a cold bath and said she was over excited. But this was different. The caffeine had given her a buzz but still less than her vibrator. This morning she was tingling all over. Still tingling. Especially down there. She wasn’t even sore. She felt young. She felt invigorated. She had to tell Rebecca. Fortunately, they had one of their coffee chats in the diary for that morning.
God, she was glad she’d bought that second Bergman boy. She knew Rebecca hadn't approved of the first. ‘Too soon after her Dad passed,’ her daughter had said. Why did Esme need help about the house, Rebecca had asked. But Stephan had been good for her. He’d got her out. He’d got her out of herself. He’d made her feel like a woman again rather than a grieving widow. As for getting a second, Rebecca despaired of her.
It went both ways. Sometimes Esme despaired of Rebecca. She was a lovely daughter but she still came across as Little Miss Prim. She was always so strait-laced and uptight. Boring even. Never even shopped at B&K despite Esme’s recommendations (and Loyalty Card Membership). Prudish, definitely.
“You just have to meet Daniel. You won’t believe it: I’ve had to change my pants twice this morning.” Esme was on a roll. “I’m so damp!”
“Are you sure I didn’t give you caffeinated, Mum?” Rebecca asked. “I know what you were like after the mistake at the Salon.”
“I don’t think so, dear. It’s just that I had such a wonderful day.” Esme continued telling Rebecca what had happened after Daniel’s delivery and the unboxing. “If anything I’m still a bit tired. I literally passed out yesterday totally exhausted. Woke up naked apart from my Loubous on the sunroom floor, covered in lip prints with Stephan beside me and Daniel …… Daniel was still down there! I mean, how he breathes I do not know.”
“Whoa Mum!” Rebecca raised a hand trying to halt her mother’s tale of her recent experiences with her two B&K Boys. It had been bad enough hearing her stories about Stephan but this new one seemed to have got her Mum all fired up. And wet. “No, I don’t need to know that. Thank you very much.”
“Oh, but you do. I know you didn't like me getting Stephan ……”
“No I didn’t, and why you need a second mystifies me.”
“That’s what I’m trying to tell you. Having Stephan was lovely but getting Daniel has lifted things to another level. He certainly lifted me. Kneeled down, settled me on my back then pulled me forward so my legs were over his shoulders. He raised me up and set to work while Stephan kissed me.”
“Mum!”
“No, you need to hear this. Doing it like that means he doesn’t get a crick in his neck. He can go on much longer than the way Stephan used to do it.”
“Mum! Too much information.”
“Not at all, dear. It’s all very healthy.”
“They didn’t ….. you know….. did they?”
“No darling, of course not! Whatever must you think of me, even though some cock would be nice? It’s been so long since your father……”
“Mum! TMI! TMI!”
“No, like I was saying, I went for the ‘No Fuck’ option when I selected both Boys. Neither are that way inclined although both were rock hard while kissing me and licking me out.”
“Mum! That’s an image I’m going to struggle to get out of my head. Two men with stiff cocks molesting you.”
“Not molesting, darling: servicing me. And not men: they’re B&K Boys and good girls. They’ve been properly trained at Bergmans.”
“So why the hard cocks?”
“Well, I think the Boys enjoyed their work and rather took a shine to each other. I believe Stephan’s been broody for a while. It was one of my reasons for getting Daniel. I think when I was asleep Daniel attended to Stephan’s needs. At least both had smiles on their faces when they brought me my breakfast and helped me shower and dress.”
“You mean Daniel and Stephan? Daniel fuc…….”
“There’s no need to be crude, darling. All perfectly natural. Stephan’s a very pretty girl.”
“Yes, I know what Stephan looks like. And Daniel?”
“Oh, he’s even prettier. More feminine even. You wouldn’t think he’d have those appetites. Anyway, Daniel said he’s dying to meet you. I think he could teach your Solomon a thing or two. So I said I’d bring them round this afternoon. Is that OK with you, dear?”
“Whaaaaaaat?”
XXX
Andy










