MEGAN GOOD NAKED

megan good

Meagan Monique Good (born August 8, 1981) is an American film and television actress, and occasional film producer. Beginning her career at the age of four, Good has appeared in numerous commercials, television shows, feature films, and music videos.

naked

(of a tree, plant, or animal) Without leaves, hairs, scales, shell, etc
bare: completely unclothed; “bare bodies”; “naked from the waist up”; “a nude model”
(of an object) Without the usual covering or protection
(of the eye or ear e.g.) without the aid of an optical or acoustical device or instrument; “visible to the naked eye”
(of a person or part of the body) Without clothes
having no protecting or concealing cover; “naked to mine enemies”- Shakespeare

megan good naked – Naked

Naked

No strings. No regrets. And no going back.
I didn’t think he wanted me. And I wasn’t about to get involved with him, not after what I’d heard. Sure, Alex Kennedy was tall, dark and unbearably hot, but I’ve been burned before. When I solicited him to model for my erotic photography book, I didn’t expect such a heated, passionate photo session. And now that we’ve crossed that line, our bodies aren’t the only things that have been exposed.
But I can’t give my heart to a man who’s so… unconventional. His last sexual relationship was with a married couple. It’s enough that my ex-fiancé preferred men, I can’t take that chance again no matter how much my body thrives on Alex’s touch. I can’t risk it, but I can’t resist it, either.
Alex can be very convincing when he wants something.
And he wants me.

053/365 unplanned

I had better ideas for today, and it’s not that I didn’t take the picture I wanted to, it’s just the fact that I’m too lazy to do anything tonight. And instead of waiting until tomorrow and uploading it late (which is what I’ve been doing a lot lately), I’ll just upload this mediocre one tonight. It’s growing on me. It’s like you expect me to do something–dance, jump, run up and yell "yo dawg!" in my camera’s face, anything. And I don’t. I don’t know. And yes, I realize I’m not entirely in focus. I kind of like it that way.

By the way, this was taken at some old dilapidated steel building in midtown this morning. My mom was running the marathon and my dad, Megan and I were driving around cheering, hooting, and hollering for her and her friends. Even though we spent the majority of the time laughing at this man who was everywhere we were, whose idea of motivating the runners was yelling, "Go naked man!" or "Go lady in blue shirt! Woot woot!" or "I like your hair!" He was incredibly entertaining. I think his wife was running. He was a cool cat, and he was wearing a yellow hat like my mom and when she comes by he says, "Yeah! Right on, we match!" My mom had some major lol-age on that.

I’m this (if you could see me, I’m holding my index finger and my thumb dangerously close together) close to dropping 365 altogether, but I don’t want to. It’s just that I’m not feeling anything lately. Nothing. I’ll see what tomorrow holds.

This is the longest description ever. Congrats if you read it all. I’m going to give my fingers a rest. Good night.

The universe is shaped exactly like the earth if you go straight long enough you’ll end up where you were.
Your heart felt good it was drippin’ pitch and made of wood.
And your hands and knees felt cold and wet on the grass to me.
Outside naked, shiverin looking blue, from the cold.
Sunlight thats reflected off the moon.

megan good naked

Sultry crime boss Lucy Diamond (Jordana Brewster, The Fast and the Furious) is back in the states and the D.E.B.S.- an elite team of paramilitary college co-ed superspies- are hot on her trail. But when their top agent, gorgeous Amy Bradshaw (Sara Foster, The Big Bounce), mysteriously disappears after coming face to face with the attractive young villainess, the D.E.B.S. begin a full-scale search for Lucy’s secret lair, never suspecting that Amy may not want to be rescued after all, in this smart and sexy spy spoof about love at first gun sight.

You can say this about D.E.B.S.: director Angela Robinson’s 2005 feature isn’t very good, but it is surprisingly entertaining. The premise, which bears a passing resemblance to any number of previous films (from Heathers and Clueless to Charlie’s Angels and the Austin Powers franchise), involves a secret government agency recruiting young women as spies, based on their smarts, their ability to lie convincingly, and the fact that they look fetching in ultra-miniskirts. Four of the D.E.B.S. are then charged with collaring “criminal mastermind” Lucy Diamond (Jordana Brewster), who has returned to the States after hatching all manner of nefarious plots overseas. Then comes the twist: Diamond is gay, and one of our heroines, Amy Bradshaw (Sara Foster), unexpectedly finds herself falling in love with her. Out goes the espionage element; in comes the love story, and therein lies the surprise, as this burgeoning lesbian relationship is handled with unexpected sympathy, even tenderness. Sure, the acting, even by veteran grownups like Holland Taylor and Michael Clarke Duncan, is almost uniformly lame, and the script is silly; overall, the film would have to put on considerable weight to even be considered frothy. Still, D.E.B.S. isn’t a bad way to kill a couple of hours. DVD bonus features include a making-of featurette and commentary by Robinson and the cast. –Sam Graham