Misty Anderson isn’t just an adult model with her own internet site. She is more than the sum of her parts. She has a boyfriend, she has family, hobbies, friends. She does explore her sexuality out there in the open for many of her fans to see. In fact, she frequently interacts with her fans one-on-one, invites them into her life to let them see her for who she really is.
We decided to tag along with Misty to see what her typical day is like. In this case, she did what she does quite often – she went to work out. You could consider this a hobby of hers. She’s always been athletic and very active. But given the nature of her profession, she is really required to be in tip top shape all the time. Some models make a career out of being soft, and obese adult models have gained some popularity. But that’s definitely not the direction Misty has pursued.
Misty tends to bounce around to different gyms. She has a certain level of notoriety, and that makes it hard to work out in public without getting what is sometimes excessive and or unwanted attention. As she is recognized as an erotic glamour model, and people start to talk and take note, she will sometimes leave that gym in favor of another. The area in which she lives is just large enough and metropolitan enough that she can rotate through and allow everyone to sort of forget who she is.
Misty would look pretty even in a potato sack, so even heading into the gym in some baggy sweats she looks pretty and primped. A few heads turn, but she hasn’t stripped any clothes off yet. She starts out with ten minutes of easy cardio on an elliptical trainer. She works up a sweat and drops her sweatshirt on the floor. Now she’s wearing a tight-fitting sports bra, white with some red piping. Her breasts stand out proudly, perky and well-supported, oh so perfect size and shape. Once she climbs off the elliptical trainer, she does some light stretching before peeling off her sweatpants. He lean, muscular legs glow in the cheap fluorescent lights of the gym. She is wearing some very short spandex shorts, dark colored. She heads over to the free weight area. It’s leg day.
She warms up with a few sets of light squats. Her shorts ride up a bit, getting pulled into the crack of her ass and bunching up a bit in her crotch to reveal the mound of her privates. She is unconcerned, intent on getting those muscles firing. Before long, she has a forty-five pound plate on each side of the Olympic bar, a substantial amount of weight for a woman Misty’s size. She has no spotter, and although she has attracted some attention, nobody has come over to talk to her or bother her.
One or two sets into the heavier weight, she is perspiring moderately, and her white sports bra is becoming even more suggestive. It is soaking up her sweat very effectively, making it more and more transparent. Her nipples, hardened by her efforts and by the friction of the wet fabric on her skin, stand out prominently underneath the stretchy material.
She moves on to compliment the squats with leg extensions, then leg curls. Then on to her favorite butt exercise – lunges. She lunges her way around the track encircling the workout area several times, burning her well-shaped glutes up with lactic acid.
Her leg workout, without cardio, takes just over sixty minutes. Misty does this type of activity about once per day, sometimes twice per day, or sometimes taking a day or two off.
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