Today's slice of Summer Lovin' is brought to you by none other than our long-time irregular contributor, and one-time temporary editor Mr. C. Moore Glootz.
IT'S HOT
It really is. Temps climbing to high 20s now heading for the mid 30s. Even at night C. Moore tosses and sweats. Day time sojourns out into the bright light have been risky to say the least. On the one hand, C. Moore is nothing less than ecstatic to see the ladies of London showing off toned bodies. On the other, temptation all around is not good for C. Moore. Never has been. Self-control has been set to maximum at all times.
Well, maybe not all times.
LASTING DAMAGE
Armed with shaky phone video of some tight cheeks in shorts so short they hardly qualified as such, C. Moore stumbles through the front door and hooks the phone up to his big (worship) screen. Moments later - literally, I only shot about 15 seconds worth of footage and never made it halfway - it's all over. Barely got it into my hand before the eruption began. A climax, yes, but a bit of an anti-climax all the same.
This has turned out to be a recurring issue.
THE EDGE OF THE MADNESS I
All that flesh out there + all the images in here (on the big worship screen - slideshows running on those rare occasions when I absolutely have to get out of my (big worship) chair) means C. Moore is never getting a break so C. Moore is always on edge.
Consequently, C. Moore has been locked and loaded at all times, and has lacked the pleasure of a good long session in the (big worship) chair recently. Either he's come back from outside all worked up (and possibly armed with images still and/or moving that he really shouldn't be armed with), or he's heading out all worked up from indulging too much in his hobby and needs to release quick so as to minimise the risk of the kind of incident all too characteristic of his past occurring again.
THE EDGE OF THE MADNESS II
C. Moore has not been aided in his quest for restraint by the fact that after six long years of trying and failing, a gym - not a very local one, but reasonably near to home - has granted him membership, although technically membership has been granted to a "Mr. Phil Butt". C. Moore has not yet dared to enter its confines as yet, but it's left his imagination running wild regarding what glooteal delights may await within.
When I do go, I'm taping it down and taking a diazepam first.
SUMMER LOVIN'
Still, C. Moore should not complain. Long, hot summer nights fly by with - to name but two of my most recent favourites - Joanna Jean at the pool, intimidating the women, tentpoling the men; and Krista Dunn's unnaturally tight, contest ready rear.
JBW may not be showing much actual gloot flesh, but it's hardly covered. C. Moore can't help but imagine himself following as she sashays up those stairs, pausing to strip a little more every other step. In the fantasy, C. Moore lasts all night. Reality, more's the pity, little C. Moore blows even before the fantasy reaches the bedroom.
GAZE UPON THE FACE OF GOD (OR SOMETHING)
And if you make it to the end, you're a stronger man than C. Moore!
She appears to have arrived on the forums more or less fully formed.
I mean, it doesn't look like she started on those muscles recently, does it? That is a body of work right there - check out those forearms in particular, pretty much as big as (if not bigger than) her upper arms!!! And her back (below) - so much to explore!!!
I did my research, and frankly, didn't find much. A couple of pics from 2015 - major progress, I confirmed, has been made - and then at the back end of last year suddenly new images start appearing more regularly. In 2018, however, there's a been even more of her, and I don't just mean she's grown. More and more of her pics are currently going up on the forums. There's not exactly a torrent of them, but this year we have been treated to more new images of her than in the previous three combined.
I tried to find her social media, eventually resorting to posting a "Help Wanted" plea on Girls with Muscle. I didn't have to wait long for the reply - her Instagram page. Champagne corks popped in my head as I anticipated how I would be spending the next two, three, possibly four hours... But then - This Account Is Private
Oh.
Request sent.
It's not unusual. It's fully understandable. I mean, I'm totally cool, the perfect Instagram follower, I like to think, but there are quite a lot out there who bring female muscle lovin' into disrepute, so yeah, This Account Is Private, I respect that. So I waited. And waited. And I'm still waiting. And while I'm waiting, a message comes, a late response to my "Help Wanted" plea on GwM: She is insanely hot! it begins. Only hope to get into her IG it seems is to msg the author of the Saradas post on her.
WHAT?!
I'm still waiting for three replies now. The original from Angela's IG; a reply to my reply to "maximumpecs" (who told me to "msg the author"); and now a reply to my message to the author of the post on the forum whose first rule is... about that assertion.
"Maximumpecs" is definitely right about one thing though, Angela is insanely hot. She seems all grown up too, so why she would need a social media gatekeeper is beyond me. If true, however, whoever that gatekeeper to her IG is, they really should let a few more good guys in, eg. me (obvs.) and (equally obvs.) my informed, respectful, and admiring readership. Nearly 2,000 posts and she only has just over 800 followers?!
On stage for the first time in a couple of years (as far as I can ascertain), Korean Physique star Jung Mi Hyun placed 8th in Vancouver at the start of this month.
Compared to her compatriot Kim Ji Hyun (see last Thursday's post), Mi Hyun gets relatively little attention from the female muscle lovin' community - perhaps partly because of that two-year hiatus, and partly because she's often transliterated as Jung Mi Hyeon, so has multiple threads on the forums instead of one big ongoing tribute.
Treats like this may go some way to endearing her to the collective "us".
On her way to compete at the NPC Nationals last year, Capucine Leconte realised she had forgotten a crucial hair accessory and turned her car around to go back home.
Having spent nearly a decade away from the stage, 2017 had been the year she had rediscovered her passion for competition. She'd qualified for the Nationals by winning her class at the New York State Grand Prix, several cuts above the competition found at such regional shows, and her appearance there jogged memories on the forums. I found her a year ago but had kind of forgotten about her since then, wrote one enthused poster. Didn't know she was going to compete. WOW! She's amazing!
An exotic beauty indeed. And ripped to shreds (as they say) - which, apparently, is never the problem in Figure that it seems to have become in Physique! (Just saying).
So anyway, back to that day of the Nationals...
Capucine arrives home to get her hair accessory. And I believe she found it, but she also found her fiance (of four years, now ex-fiance) in bed with another woman!
The shock would have floored most (the stuff about men who cheat on women who most of us would give up an organ - but not that organ - to be with is not our concern today), but Capucine, back in her car, decided to head for the show anyway.
By this time though, she was somewhat behind schedule, and arriving at the venue late she was initially told she had been disqualified. However, she was given the chance to go on when a judge (presumably an important one) noted how incredible she looked.
She did, indeed, look absolutely incredible, but there must have been so much going on in her head as strutted onto the stage. Happily, she managed to keep her composure and all the judges agreed - class winner. Capucine Leconte was now an IFBB pro.
She made her pro debut in Chicago recently (looked incredible, didn't place!), and these days there's a fella who regularly turns up in the background of some of her Instagram posts - hardly surprising she didn't stay single for very long.
She'll be at the Tampa Pro at the start of next month. I'm looking to make a strong comeback after I learned a lot from this last [Chicago] show, she says. Had a lot of great advice from others, but everyone is asking me about my abs!
