I could see Riann as a young grrl living the Tomboy Life. Perhaps that's why she chose a professional moniker that's pronounced like a boy's name even though she sports a fancy Vagina, a small pair of pert breasts, and a voice like a songbird. I love her spunk. She's a spunky little spunkmeier that brings wonderful creative energy to set and I admire her for it. When I turned on the video camera and started rolling, she knew exactly what to do to entertain those for whom the show was intended.
Next time I shoot with her, I need to round up a gun belt and a couple .44 magnum revolvers.
Don't you think she looks outlaw in black with her leather cut, tight shorts and Australian round hat?
There is a Being in this Woman. She has a Presence. Quite frankly I sensed this when I first came across her photos. I immediately wanted to have her before my lens in all manner of undress but I knew that I was a rogue and a scoundrel; a man unfit for her. I knew that she was good and that I was bad and that I would be obliged to act professionally. I knew all of this and hated it and yet I was compelled to engage her after corresponding and discovering she was traveling through my domain. I was ensnared. I had talked the talk and now I had to walk the walk.
