We photograph a lot of German girls here at GoW.com. There’s always a chance the Germans will surprise you. Jill was one German girl who seemed so shy and sweet, then would open her mouth and tell you a dirty story involving some kind of sordid sex. We love these types of girls. For Jill’s first shoot we planned on a full half day shoot out in nature. First stop was a local river which was clean enough to jump into. But we didn’t jump in. We had too many shoots to do to take a break and get soaking wet right now. Jill climbed the rocks, the tree, and squatted by the water, following Annie’s direction like a champion. No one fell over; no bruises left their mark, and no snakes anywhere to be seen. Back up the hill and onto the picnic table for the next series. Jill looked like a banquet, lying there in wait with only a big lens leaning over her. Snap Snap Away….. Another set in the bag. Back in the car and hitting the highway before the looming dark storm clouds open up and pour down upon our nearly naked bodies. Hitchhiking to nowhere on empty country road, Jill stood there naked not even seeing the cars burning along the road at 100 kms hour. Twice we nearly got run-over. Another costume change, Jill gets on top of the fence and meets the goats face to face. “Pants Down! Pants Down!” I yell at Jill as she looks at me in bemusement, “What??” she asks. “Pants Down Pants Down, Like this….” And I physically demonstrate what Pants Down Means. Driving down the road again and looking for the last location. A Kangaroo Fence and an open field set the scene for the Gym Junky Jill video. Out of the boot we pull out some 1980s exercise equipment that makes Jane Fonda’s Fitness Work Out look super modern. Jill rides the bike, jumps the ropes, stretches and lies down for some birds-eye view photography as I shove the lens right up, inside, underneath, getting the hyper-real close-up pussy and arse shots you love. Back in the car and we call in at my parents’ house. It was a couple of weeks before Christmas and the tree was lit and beers lay in the fridge. “What lovely girls.” My Mum says when meeting the very innocent looking Brandy and Jill. “Yes,” I thought, so lovely, so good, so sweet you could take them home to meet your parents. Pics by Brandy Words by Annie