This Ralf Vulis book is quite amusingly entertaining. Vulis's Latvian model, Agnese, may get fat and dumpy in a few years...who knows?....but she is NOT fat and dumpy NOW. She is the very picture of lust-inducing nubility, recalling, in many way, the gorgeous Ewa Aulin, who played "Candy" in the famous movie of that name back in the 1960s. Agnese is lithe, sleek, leggy, and pertly busty. She is also quite photogenic and part of that photogenaity lies in her eyes and face; she projects a saucy, mischievousness that is as likeable as it is erotic. If she is photographed sticking her tongue out at you, that is totally in character as Vulis presents her here. Agnese is a relentlessly sexy, good-natured little scamp; a "tease", absolutely. Vulis' photography will make you lust after her---oh yes--- but it will also make you really like her and have you grinning broadly at her playfully risque antics.
This is an "on the run" or "on the fly" photo shoot.It takes place in mostly Venice and Rome. In the Venice segments you see plenty of canal and gondola shots and amidst locations that remind one of the James Bond film "Casino Royale", Vulis and Agnese having found a private little side canal where she strips down and bares it all for the camera---obviously greatly enjoying showing off. A strong draw here is the shaven aspect of Agnese's presentation. The absence of pubic hair greatly accentuates the mons and the cleft of her vulva and this is INTENSELY erotic. Does Agnese know this? Ohhhhh yes! Most DEFINITELY!! And she REVELS in it.
More shots place her in a micro-miniskirt on tourist-traveled streets and, of course,UNDER the mini-skirt she wears no panties at all and flashes that bald vulva at the camera relentlessly. In many shots other people are present but the placement of these "innocent bystanders" (which may not involve "innocent" bystanders at all) in relation TO Agnese suggests that Agnese is flashing the camera with these others "totally unaware" of her naughty misbehavior. LOL! Not likely!
In any event our girl romps her way spritely through the pages of this volume, having a teasing good time every single minute. The sum effect of this exercise in good-natured photo-rascality is a totally enjoyable little book that reminds one of the joke wherein little Sally told her mother all the boys in school were trying to look up her dress to see her panties, but she fooled them---she wasn't wearing any.