I know Lucy Collett isn’t everybody’s cup of tea, but she’s the milk in my porridge, or something Britishy sounding like that, and I think someday I’d like her to be the woman I have a fling with while my wife is off visiting her sister because her cat died. Not that I’ve thought about this much. But Lucy does seem like the fun kind of romp weekend partner. Not that Lucy doesn’t also deserve a great guy in a loving and emotionally connected stable and caring relationship. I just want that to be some other guy. As for me and Lucy, it’s weekenders at the beach where we never quite get to the beach.
Featured in the new edition of Nuts magazine, Lucy shows me once again why a simple bit of lacy black and the fine art of the striptease down to your mighty impressive funbags, is all the foreplay this man needs. Ever. Period. Enjoy.