

Alyssa Arce stops you cold. One look at those curves and you understand why. She came out of the Carolinas with a little Honduran fire in her blood and turned Playmate into an art form. "I've been in front of the camera for years," she says, "but I'm not the high-maintenance type." That body doesn't need attitude. Heavy breasts, soft hips, skin that begs to be touched—none of it comes from a gym membership. She moves like she knows exactly what she has and isn't shy about letting you look.

Alyssa Arce stops you cold. One look at those curves and you understand why. She came out of the Carolinas with a little Honduran fire in her blood and turned Playmate into an art form. "I've been in front of the camera for years," she says, "but I'm not the high-maintenance type." That body doesn't need attitude. Heavy breasts, soft hips, skin that begs to be touched—none of it comes from a gym membership. She moves like she knows exactly what she has and isn't shy about letting you look.