As a lifelong California girl I have reaped the benefits of sun, sand, and a very liberal environment. After becoming a nude dancer as a teenager in Los Angeles I spent decades in the exotic dance profession while also posing for nudie magazines (remember those?) and performing in adult videos. Still fitness conscious and still an exhibitionist I now spend most of my time wrestling, doing a little bondage, and producing videos. Please join me on my erotic journey - along with stunning archives of material I also have exciting new adventures each and every month!

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Good evening, too tired to type right now. I am posting a clip of sexy Amber Michaels and myself and will try to catch up on messages/post comments over the next few days. Hope everyone is well! XOXO
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How about them headlights?

Second pic above shows how I felt about 15 minutes ago, sleeping peacefully in bed. Then a screeching alarm woke me up, I pulled on clothes and stumbled downstairs to move car out of 5am street cleaning zone. Imagine my surprise to see car exactly where I left it with headlights shining brightly. "Someone is in my car!" was all I could think because vehicle (thank you, Toyota) has a feature which prevents headlights from being illuminated after the engine has been turned off for a short period of time. To make the long story short, the car started right up, I moved it to a different spot, and now I can't turn the headlights off. Guess I'll check this out with Professor Google now. Or does AAA have a roadside service that turns off your headlights.. lol Hope everyone has a smoother day than I'm having at the moment. XOXO

P.S. There are unmarked tow trucks towing vehicles all over my neighborhood right now. It was kind of eery.
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Greetings, I seem to have left a chapter out of yesterday's story. After finishing the shoot with Jewell I met a Rams fan who was a little too excited about beating Dallas. Still clad in my leopard-skin suit I showed him a few things..
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Greetings, yesterday's shoot with Jewell (pics above) went very well - always fun to see her - and I drove home full of good intentions, eager to start work on some new photos. On impulse I stopped in to see my favorite bartender. He asked where I've been in recent months and then inquired how 2018 had gone for me. The question made me think. "I learned a lot." I responded after a moment. Later on the question came back to me. What exactly had I learned in 2018? It took a while before I could put my finger on it: I learned to cut my losses. Toward the end of 2018 I became immersed in a situation that I had not created and that I could not fix. This involves volunteer work and I literally signed a privacy agreement which prevents me from discussing any of it. In a nutshell I got blamed for something over which I had no control. Initially I lingered in the drama instead of leaving. Honestly, I think I was hoping that other people involved would wake up, would see the light, would maybe even apologize for misjudging me and treating me so badly. No such thing happened and finally, after way too much discussion, i reversed course and simply cut off all contact with everyone involved.

Less than a week ago I met my friend Jed for a drink. "I was worried about you last year." he commented. "You looked bad." I shot him a dark look without intending to and then inquired after a moment: "Why? Because I lost a bunch of weight or because I looked tired? There was a lot going on." Instead of backing off his rather mean statement Jed doubled down: "No, you looked BAD." he reiterated, staring me straight in the eye. "You got caught up in some bullshit and I could tell it was dragging you down. It bothered me to see you that way. You are like a flower. You need to be in a good environment, be nurtured so you can bloom." Jed tossed back a shot of whiskey. "I'm a cactus. You can put me anywhere." His gaze followed the slim, busty bartender who drifted past us to take an order. I had to smile.

For the record, Jed is no stranger to strong women. At his mother's memorial service I saw, for the first and only time in my life, a priest break down in tears during the eulogy and have to stop to compose himself. Jed's mother had that much power even in death. I don't think Jed believes that women in general are weak or that I am weak, but he did hit upon an uncomfortable truth in his flower/cactus analogy: whether due to nature or nurture men often do handle adversarial situations better than women. At the end of last year - when I was going through the worst of it - I had to cancel shoots because my skin broke out in stress-related hives. One night I wrote this to cheer myself up:

"Dark desperation claws within,
Unsightly boils defile my skin,
Tis darkest before the dawn,
Yes, this dis-ease will soon be gone."

Those words did prove true but only after I freed myself from a lot of useless baggage that I was carrying around inside my soul. Back to yesterday.. I enjoyed two cocktails with my favorite bartender and then walked home. Some unexplained force (haha) lead me to the bottle of gin inside my freezer. Wow, did I get smashed as I played theme music from "Rocky", "Scarface" and a number of other favorites while I danced around with a glass in my hand. Think I may have even thrown a few punches and raised my fists aloft in victory. Living solo can be lonely at times but when you feel like being a dork you can REALLY be a dork. Anyways, I'm still paying for last night's transgressions so maybe I'll feel better after a short nap. Signing off.. XOXO
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How did your day go today? Somebody fucked with mine and I answered..
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So much crazy stuff happening that I don't even know what to do other than pour myself a glass of distilled juniper berries on ice. Just took a sip - this should solve everything :) Maybe I need therapy. Check out one woman's story:

POV TOTAL IMMERSION THERAPY

"Suffering from terrifying dreams and constant anxiety Officer Pettigrew seeks out highly-esteemed psychiatrist Dr. Mengel. The resourceful physician utilizes a hands-on method of total immersion therapy guaranteed to make Ms. Pettigrew both readjust her priorities and forget all pre-existing problems.. "

These are the "before" pics of Officer Pettigrew (January 1, 2019) - just wait til you see the "afters".

Hope everyone is having a great weekend! XOXO
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SECRETS OF ISIS 2: "The Show-off"
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Jewell, Jewell, Jewelll.. First pic is a bit of recent promo for our match this weekend and next shots come from perhaps 15 years ago. So happy to rediscover this long-forgotten footage that I placed the entire "Blowout" gallery for sale at FantasyImageStore.com:

BLOWOUT!

"Bitch, get that thing out of my face!"
Loud, mocking laughter fills tight space,
Oh, no.. bare fists inflict great woe,
Which babe will land the final blow,
Save herself from profound disgrace??

Jewell Marceau and Tanya Danielle fight for honor in "Blowout!", a catfight royale where the loser ends up beaten, demoralized, and soaking wet..

See that shower in the background? It becomes a factor in the loser's grim fate - haha! XOXO
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Good morning, had to chuckle at last night's dazed and disoriented post. Instead of staring at the stunning sunset through a donut shop window I am now sitting at my desk watching the sun rise. Guess what I just unearthed quite by accident? Yep, a vintage, er, classic catfight gallery of me vs. one Jewell Marceau. This one definitely comes from the Mike Raffone era (MikeRaffone.blogspot.com). As I mentioned earlier Jewell and I will be squaring off again later this week. So glad I have a few days of rest first.. Hope everyone has a great Wednesday! XOXO
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Greetings, September Reign@ISpySeptember and I went for broke today. Afterward I stumbled to my car and motored to a nearby donut joint. At least I think I did. I sat staring at the sunset through a scratched inner city window and scribbled these words:

"Scarlet-ribboned sunset,
Preternatural glow,
Is the last round done yet?
Nobody seems to know.. "

I still don't know. Is this all a dream? Let me take my aching head to bed. Above pics come from last year's match. Today's debacle has not yet been released. And to think I used to feel so confident. September made me earn it today. Sweet dreams.. I'll feel better in the morning. XOXO
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