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MODEL:
BRITTANY ANDREWS
The filthy alter-ego of saucy Jill-of-all-trades businesswoman Michelle Barry, Brittany says she’s “mastered all aspects of the porn game”, from starring in skin flicks to hosting kinky TV shows.
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BOB COULTER
A Manhattan-based photographer and filmmaker, Bob is known for his sleazy, smutty, gritty pornographic work. He shoots from the hip as well as through the lens! See more at CrazyBabe.com
Hey, Bizarre readers,
Brittany Andrews and I have shot together many times. I was going to create a photo book with a ‘secret diary’ theme based on images of her, but she’s a strong-minded chick and we had different ideas about the direction of the project so it never took off.
These snaps, taken in Los Angeles’ China Town, were intended to grace the pages of the scrapped publication, and I’d get the ‘blues’ if I didn’t share them.
Brittany wanted to look like the lilac-skinned Hindu god Krishna, so we had a make-up artist spray her naked body indigo (making sure her winkle was coloured periwinkle too), then went out and wreaked unholy, unclothed mischief.
I have no idea how we didn’t cross paths with any cops, because we were outside for a long time with Brittany’s Smurf-style pussy and tits totally bare.
As the sky turned from matching Ms Andrews’ blue-hued ass to being as black as her hair, we bobbed into her friend Hop Louie’s dive bar, grabbing drinks to keep us buzzing. This restaurant and liquor spot has a pagoda roof but a 1960s interior, complete with jukebox – watch out for it in goofball martial arts movie Beverly Hills Ninja.
After slamming beers, we ventured back out and discovered a store called Munky King that sold Japanese art toys and freaky cartoonish figurines (see Dark Art in Bizarre 147).
The guy working there was totally intrigued by what we were up to. He handed Brittany a plastic doll to ‘play with’, but I told him to hold it himself and stick it in her twat, which he did. It’s probably even more collectable now…
Brittany’s cool, and I like hanging out with her, although she can get pretty crazy. I stayed at her place for a few days once, and while I was there she phoned some guy and demanded he come over and screw her. He turned up and got balls-deep, but halfway through their session Brittany got intensely pissed off with him for some reason and just flipped out.
He ended up running away from her apartment as fast as he could. I guess she finished herself off with one of those fucking machines she sells online to each “pathetic money slave” who stops by to “worship” her. Do you reckon she’d pick the ‘Fuck Saw’, the ‘220-volt Robo Lover’ or the ‘Red Devil Double Penetrator’?
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