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When this power couple aren't busy presiding over board meetings or enjoying corporate junkets, they like to relax and slip into something a little more comfortable... preferably a racy soft top.

Well we've hinted at it before but it's finally time to come clean and admit that here at ISM we have a portal to the forest moons of Endor. That's right it's all true, we send our contributors off on diplomatic mission to trade with the ewoks native to the area. (Oddly enough they're great at making the keys for keyboards) What can we say, they don't want no money, they like apples and nudity.

All things unsoiled, pretty and pale are bound to get dirty at some point. It's a law of occurrence, like rain falling and compasses pointing north. Clad in pristine white tulle and not much else, Annabel demonstrates this phenomenon as she grubs up her lighter shade of pale with some good clean dirt.

Fall in Troops and pledge allegiance to Major Malia. Her men are a fast, mean militia of love and they take no prisoners. Basic training includes rappelling down the Major's navel, southern exploration in armored vehicles such as tanks, weapons handling and forest camouflage. The Major wants YOU for her Love army. So enlist now!

Catching the sunlight with her flaming hair, German born Estrella is like a beacon amongst all the complementary green grass. Combine that with a cute face, full of sexy freckles, and this folio will light your way and lead you to a land of copper haired women with mischievous eyes.

Cross my palm with silver and I will tell you your fortune. Yes, the glass is hazy but something is coming through to me. I see an outrageous haircut and green hexing eyes, a pentagram, and some magical, gravity defying breasts.

The 1940s saw the invention of pantyhose by a dancer named Ann. Nylon came about a lot earlier, thanks to people of science and reason. There is not much science or reason in Lachatte's use of Nylon today, but I expect all concerned would be pleased as punch to have been involved in the making of today's folio. Thank you Ann, thank you science... and thank you Lachatte!

Aine graces our screens as presenter of the Breast, Arse and Full Frontal Awards, and tells us a little of the joys of being a BAF actress. Best Foreign Breasts and Best Australian Arse get my vote, but if you can re-enact Best Irish Breasts with a straight face you'll get an award all of your very own.

Native to Poland, the Lucynka cougar is a handsome predatorial cat. Preferring upper class suburbia as its territorial habitat, the Lucynka hunts amongst the young males of its species for prey. Once spotted by the Lucynka the victim is drawn into her intense blue eyes, beautiful face and carnivorous smile. Lured back to her den, the prey is then devoured, over and over again.

I'm afraid to say this is the final instalment in this Australian Gothic series from Max, named after a song by the Triffids which everyone should get hold of. However there is some video footage around here somewhere which we might get around to editing...if anyone's interested. Today's route, if you want to google it up, goes something like Menindee-Wentworth-Mildura-Ouyen, shot in early January when the temp was over 40 celsius and even the snakes stayed home.

Spiraling like a 1960s technicolour dream sequence Cadie emphasizes the beautiful new contours of her body that have developed since her last ISM contribution. Engaging in striking orange, this Folio is a fun burst of color and line that will make you want to twist and shout.

For all those who have been taking your clothes off before getting in the bath: you're doing it wrong. Kelly shows us why in today's set, and it looks so fun that I don't think I'll ever use the laundrette again.

You can tell from her expression that Lara_F has got a bit of the darkness in her, and I don't think darkness has ever been this sexy. Or this brave. Oh, to be a fly on a wall, a spider on a tummy…

Post-modern Geisha Cadence returns with a deconstructive derby of sexual iconography. Like all great artists her work leaves the viewer ponderous. Would this be considered a nude with feathers or a brave undertaking in performance art? Is that some form of ikebana in her hair? Are those the world's most perfect breasts?

Flesh is flesh. Doesn't matter whether you're a boy or a girl or some hybrid of those arbitrary monikers - flesh is flesh is flesh...is Rusty.