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Like the last few Retro Pics I posted, I believe that this photo was done in the late 1890's or early 1900's. The background is really cluttered and the lighting is pretty flat, but let's get past that. There's a lot going on in this photo. It's obviously staged and very posed, but it is still a fun pic. I actually like seeing all the junk in the background and trying to figure out what it is, and why it's in the photo. The guy is doggy style and waiting for the women, who is so NOT a dominatrix, to whip, beat, strike or whatever, him. The woman looks as if she could care less - Maybe that's the point. I also like the way she lifts her dress and teases the dude with a glimpse of her hairy pussy. Notice, the guy's head is tilted toward her as if trying to sneak a peek. But the thing that really made me chuckle and wonder WTF was the Donky-Earred hat (cap, beanie or whatever) on the chair with the letters "ANE" printed on it. No, I have no idea what "ANE" stands for, but I think the cap is very funny and it really makes me wonder why it's in the pic and what this couple could have been doing with it. Yes, imagination is a wonderful thing - LOL. This pictures deffo works for me.

Mmmm... Antique erotica...
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Friday, September 9, 2005 Sci-Fi Friday - Erotic Science Fiction - Fairies Fairies     A huge 1,000 passenger shuttle roared down the runway and up the gently curving ramp carved from Mt. Wilson until it lifted off, flickering through the clouds in intermittent colors of the rainbow, disappearing into the dark sky above the city. It would dock within moments at one of the many space stations circling overhead, then return with a thousand returning passengers. The occurrence was so common that few people even looked up during a launch.      Lines of lighted traffic crisscrossed the massive city known as Western, encompassing the entire western end of the United States. At least twice a day a vehicle would fall from the sky, so the traffic lanes were precisely drawn to cross only uninhabited or poorly inhabited parts of town. As in the past, the wealthy were protected from disaster.      In the middle of all this wealth stood a gleaming glass pyramid called New Genova, it's top disappeared well up into the clouds. This housed many of the city's wealthy. Inside it's structure were miles of living quarters stacked precisely to form the walls of the pyramid, surrounding 400 square miles of "city within a city". Many generations had been born, lived, and died inside the walls of New Genova without ever having set a foot outside. Homeless sought shelter inside such structures, where they became lost in the masses of streets and parks, and lived out their lives in comparative temperature-controlled comfort. Several such complexes were constructed after disasters, both manmade and natural, destroyed many of the towering buildings constructed during the 20th century.      The very top of the tower had been turned into an observatory. It had once been a huge single apartment, but wars had been fought over the possession of this apartment and the authorities were forced to lease only the second level to the public. Even these 20 apartments were highly sought-after, and it was rumored that murder had been used to make an apartment become vacant in a timely manner. So, it was universally understood that the bravest and wealthiest person on Earth occupied apartment number one in the New Genova living complex.      Apartment number one was currently occupied by the richest woman in the known universe, Fiona Campbell. She hurried between her semi-transparent walls filled with moving blobs of color. Her ceiling was composed of an erie projection of the dark airless space around her. Some found this view frightening, she found it exhilarating. Much of her furniture was semi- transparent to match the walls. It shimmered occasionally changing into a dimly seen sheen of gold, blue, or yellow. The floor seemed to be composed of raw earth and lawn, but this too was a projection. At midnight the floor would turn into a lake. As Fiona whisked into the dining room, she glanced at the floating table top.      Fiona walked briskly around the dinning room table. She placed her hands on her hips as she surveyed the setting. The sweet breads filled one corner, hors d'oeuvre on the other, and one section was entirely devoted to drinks. In the center stood a 3 foot square box, covered with a black silk sheet. Although it did not go with the rest of the precisely purchased and placed expensive settings, it thrilled her to look at it. She smiled fondly at the box, then swirled and hurried to her bedroom.      Finona stripped down naked and stepped into her power-wash. She slid her head into the helmet, made sure her hair was all bundled inside, then set the controls for a 30 second wash. She was briefly struck by flower-scented soapy water, then rinsed thoroughly from all directions. Meanwhile, her hair was subjected to a barrage of different waters and chemicals. Several seconds later the roar of the drying cycle whipped the water off her naked body, and sucked her hair into a withering living mass of drying hair. She giggled slightly. When the machine grew silent she pulled her head down and out. In a few short minutes she picked her new dress from the mail order display and waited as it was delivered to her express slot.      It had taken her 5 1/2 minutes from start to finish. All she needed now was to brush her teeth and dress. She paused in front of the wall-sized mirror. She turned from one side to the other, admiring her naked perfect body in the computer enhanced reflection. She briefly lifted each breast and let it fall. Yup, absolutely perfect, and most of it was natural. She wet her index fingers and used them to stimulate her nipples. Each stood at proud attention under even the briefest stimulation.      She faced the mirror and spread her legs. The small tuft of hair was cute and unchanging. She had used laser electrolysis to removed all the unwanted hair permanently, making the skin around her pussy bright and baby smooth. She reached down and cupped her own pussy, gasping at the brief contact. She slid a finger inside her pussy and stimulated her clit. Her body reacted violently. Although she made it a point to have sex once a week, as the Surgeon General recommended, her body still reacted as if she were hard up. Maybe that was because she was so young. She had heard that a body reacts differently once you turn 30.      "Don Jaron and Mona Beffler are at the door," a soft but forceful male voice said from all around her. It was her house.      "Allow them to enter, make them at home in the living room."      "Very well. Should I begin security scans of the premises while your guests are here tonight?"      "No," she roared, upset by the thought that her house didn't trust her guests, some of the most prestigious people in Manhattan. People who had fought and clawed their way to the top, people who would do anything to stay there.      "Yes," she said with a sly smile. "But make your security passive and lie if anybody asks if you are recording. Oh, and don't let them anywhere near the dinning room," she added as she grabbed her dress. She wouldn't need underwear, it wasn't that kind of a party.      "Defensive weaponry is activated," it intoned.      "No, stupid, don't make me come in there and slap you, I said passive security. Just tell them to stay out, if they wander near the box."      "Defensive weaponry is deactivated," it said with an equal amount of dispassion. If an AI controlled house could feel regret, it would certainly regret this decision later. But to an unfeeling mass of human brain cells without hormones, it was just another command.      "Jill Carnes and Freda Henson are at the door," the computer said as she slid into her semi-transparent red dress.      "Just take care of it," she shouted through the material of the dress. The dress suddenly slid into place. It was a form-fitting party dress made to go on in the traditional way, but to be taken off by force. It WAS that kind of a party.      She admired her figure in the mirror once more, then skipped out of the bedroom. There were seven guests when she entered the living room. Five women... all bi, and two men. They looked absolutely delicious, Fiona thought as she looked around with a little shiver of excitement. So much human flesh, and so little time to explore it. Of course humans were not the source of her inspiration tonight.      "Welcome," she gasped, looking from one to the other as she made her rounds and shook hands. She kissed the two women which she knew well. She would get to know the other's later. Most were the important people on the party "A" list.      "Is it true?" the second man, Matthew St. Johns asked.      "Is what true?" she asked innocently.      "You know, the fairy thing," he said with a significant look.      "Did you hear that?" Jill asked Mona. "He refers to Alluvian Honey Fairies as, "that fairy thing".      "Oh Jill, you are so wrong," Fiona said, putting an arm around her waist and leading her into the dinning room. "Alluvia is a protected planet. Anyone caught with an Alluvian Honey Fairy will be subjected to the death penalty, not to mention the cost of transporting them. No, these are... facsimiles."      "Yeah, right," Jill said, kissing Fiona on the cheek, while sliding a hand down from her shoulder to her breast, which bounced so alluringly within the transparent red dress.      "If anyone is asked, that's what you will say," she said, pointing at each guest in turn until everyone nodded. "Swear," she said again. "I'm too young to die over something so stupid," she said.      They all swore, secretly knowing that the second wealthiest woman in the universe would never be subject to normal laws, but they would certainly be subjected to her wrath, if she found out they reported her.      "Ok, if everyone..."      "Oh look!" Mona shouted. She pointed at a small nine inch long arm which snaked out of the cloth and grabbed a cookie. The arm and cookie disappeared in flash.      "The little sneaks," Fiona roared, looking over the sweet breads which rested near the cage. Some had cost her a thousand credits per cookie, they could only be baked in the weightlessness of space. She served only the best. She found several thousand credits of sweet breads missing.      "Damn them," she hissed under her breath. She grabbed the cover and yanked it off the cage. She had five females and one male inside. The male was purchased in case she decided to breed them. The females were the only ones who produced honey.      At the moment the five females huddled in one corner, sharing the cookie, while the male stood defiantly with his hands on his hips in the other corner facing her. He had stolen the cookie, she could tell by the leather band on his tiny forearm.      "You try that again, you little bastard, and I'll twist your fucking head off," she hissed, pointing a finger at him. A smile twisted his tiny face. She howled in outrage.      "I can't see their wings," Latoya said, shifting from one side to the other.      "They are very clear, with a just a touch of gold," Fiona said, suddenly distracted. "Once you handle one, you will see that they lay in the middle of their backs."      "How much did they cost you?" Don asked in a straightforward manner.      "Seven hundred billion credits, plus the ship," she said, swallowing quickly. "No captain wanted to risk their own ship. I had to supply one."      "Who had the balls to fly it?"      "Why?" she asked, suddenly suspicious.      "Hey, no," he said, raising his hands. "Just asking?"      "I noticed. Don't do it again," she threatened, displaying her notorious French/Irish temper.      "Hey, Fiona," Jill called. "Where are the goodies?"      Fiona looked at the food-ladened table and laughed. "That's not enough for you?"      "You know what I mean, you little bitch," she said.      "In the drawer behind you," Fiona said with a smirk.      "Look, see, I told you!" Jill shrieked, holding up an odd looking dildo. She displayed it proudly all around. "One billion credits each," she intoned solemnly.      "It's just a fucking dildo," Mat said dispassionately.      "Like hell," Fiona said, grabbing it out of Jill's hand and pushing it toward Mat. "It's a Sensarator."      "No! Really?" he asked, suddenly interested. "But these cost..." he let his words trail off. Things which cost a fortune were routine for Fiona. She never bought anything less.      "How do you turn it on?" Jill asked, grabbing it back out of Mat's hand.      "It's automatic," Fiona said, grabbing a second one. "You insert it in any orifice but your mouth. The reason is, the internal dildo expands and can actually suffocate you. It fills up all available space."      "I can have a real cock," Jill said to Mona. "Want me to fuck you?"      "I don't understand the excitement," Mona said with a skeptical smile.      "It... you feel it," Jill exclaimed. "I have a dildo on the outside, I fuck you with it, and on the inside I feel every little tickle. It fills me up and stimulates all my nerve endings. Do you understand?"      "I guess."      "Here, take it," Jill said, pushing the dildo toward Mona. Mona held the internal half of the dildo. It pulsed in her hand, filling every void.      "Ready?" Jill asked.      "Sure," Mona said dispassionately. Jill ran a finger tip down the length of the dildo.      "Oh, oh, ha ha ha," Mona screamed, dropping the dildo, shaking her hand in the air. "That tickles."      "When you put it inside you, it feels like a real cock," Jill gasped, trying to make her understand. "It's not just a dildo, it stimulates all of your internal nerve endings. The same applies to an anal fuck. I can slide it inside my ass and feel ever little bit of it, if you slide it inside yourself. It's unbelievable," she gasped. The crowd laughed at her enthusiasm.      "I take it you wanted to be born a man," Mat joked.      "I take it you did too," Jill snapped, becoming annoyed with him.      "Fiona, can I fuck you?" Jill begged.      "Let's wait until after the Fairies," she laughed. "Remember, their honey is intoxicating. It's supposed to heighten your sexual experience at least ten fold."      "My God," Jill whispered. Fiona nodded knowingly. "That's why these little cuties are so precious," she cooed at the huddled females. "But he is useless," she said, stabbing a finger toward the male. He looked like a tiny Indian with his wings furled.      "Use him for a dildo," Latoya laughed. "I bet when he runs out of air you will get a lot of action out of him."      "I just might," Fiona said vindictively, "but knowing him he will try to chew his way out."      "Ouch," Latoya said, grabbing her own pussy.      "Ok everyone, let's begin!" Fiona called. "There are... seven of us, and only 5 females, so we must share."      "Whoa, whoa," Mat called, holding up a hand. "I don't know that I want to suck a little Ferry's ass for it's honey," he said with a twisted face.      "Then why are you here?" Fiona demanded coldly. Her entire demeanor changed as she looked at Mat. He suddenly grew afraid.      "I... I'm with Latoya," he said hesitantly.      "Then sit down and shut up," she growled turning back to her fairies.      "You go first," Latoya said, trying to get back into Fiona's good graces.      "Oh God, if you knew how much I wanted to sneak a taste," she said with an exquisite shiver.      "Hey, they're your fairies," Latoya shrugged.      "You don't understand, they enhance the mating urge ten fold. I can't mate alone," she giggled.      "Sure you can, I've been doing it for years," Jill laughed      "Try one, I'm dying of suspense!" Mona said, shaking her hands at her sides.      "Ok, these are the straws. Straws are optional, of course," Fiona said with a laugh. "The honey does come from their ass, as he so descriptively pointed out. But there is a different variety from their little pussies. It's supposed to be psychedelic."      "The straws look funny," Don said, turning one in front of him.      "The ends are rounded so they don't hurt going in... at least not much. Imagine how it would feel with a normal straw," she said with a smile.      "So what's next?" Don asked.      "Grab me a female," Fiona said. "The door on top," she pointed as he searched the box. He flipped open the top of the box and reached in.      "I hope they don't bite," he said with a smile. His eyes suddenly widened and her jerked his hand out. Blood was running from the back of his hand. He looked at Fiona accusingly, as he nursed his hand.      "That little male bastard did it," Freda hissed. "I saw him leap forward when Don reached inside. I think he has a knife hidden in his arm band."      The male looked from one to the other, with a satisfied smirk on his face. He couldn't understand what they were saying, of course, but her understood the tone of their voices.      "Get me that large twistum," Fiona said to Mona. Mona picked it up and laid it in her hand. Fiona took it without taking her eyes off the little male. She fed the end into the cage, then pulled it back out so she had one end in each hand. She shoved the twistum inside and caught the little male around the neck. She jerked him against the bars before he could struggle free. After a simple twist, he was cocking, grasping at the twistum and struggling to breath.      "There, that should hold the little bastard. Now, if somebody would be kind enough to get me a fairy?" she growled. Mona handed her a female who struggled in her hands. Out of the cage they looked large, several inches larger than a typical doll.      "Oh, look at that," Jill cooed as she looked over Fiona's female. The wings suddenly sprang open and beat gently, to the awe of the crowd. Fiona bent the tiny woman over on the table, with one hand firmly securing her tiny legs, and inserted the straw up her ass. She heard tiny shrieks, like the tinkle of broken glass. By wetting the straw and twisting gently, it slowly slid up the tiny fairy's ass. The fairy seemed to relax, once the straw was inserted. She struck a waiting pose as Fiona pressed her lips to the straw and sucked gently. Her mouth suddenly filled with the most wonderful confection she had ever tasted. Rather than honey, it tasted more like a coconut flavored corn syrup with a delightful aftertaste. After the first taste she moaned and sucked diligently, until her mouth filled with the Alluvian honey.      Rolling her eyes in delight, she handed the fairy to Mona and watched her reaction as she sucked hesitantly. When Mona gasped in delight, everyone reached for a tiny fairy of their own.      Mona took a second turn, then handed the fairy back to Fiona. "The fairies seem to like that," Mona said, wiping her mouth on the back of her hand.      "They are bred to it. It takes ten years to get a fairy from Alluvia. They only live to be three years old before they die. This is probably the third generation which has been milked for it's honey. They get used to it," Fiona shrugged before taking another sip. "Oh, oh, she's dry," Fiona said, dropping the little female back into the box.      "Oh look, the male has nothing to say," Fiona teased, looking at the male holding the twistum in his hands. His face was red, his eyes bulged in hate, and suffocation. He was barley able to breathe.      "Fiona, you promised to fuck me," Jill said, holding up the Sensarator.      "I don't remember that, but if Mona doesn't mind fucking Freda, I guess I can slum for a night."      "Oh you bitch," Jill teased. She suddenly held her hands over her ears. Fiona felt as if somebody was piercing her brain with a pin. It took only a moment to realize it was the shout of pain, coming from a fairy. She swirled until her eyes lit on the fairy in Mat's hands. Latoya looked on in anger and regret. Her eyes met Fiona's and she shrugged helplessly.      Mat was holding a fairy upside down, simply jabbing her ass with a straw. She screamed as he tried to force it inside, with no finesse or lubricant.      "Get the fuck out of my apartment," she said in a cold voice.      "Hey, I don't need this shit," he said, dropping the fairy and the straw on the table. They watched in horror as the fairy dropped twice her own height to the table, then rolled of and hit the floor, far below. Fiona raised her eye coldly and looked death at Mat. He shrugged with a crooked "what the fuck can you do about it" smile.      "House, if he is not out the front door in 30 seconds, kill him," she said unblinkingly. He lost the smile and turned, sprinting for the front door.      "You brought him here, Latoya, you can leave with him. We may talk later," she said, nodding toward the door.      "He could make things rough for us," Mona said in a worried voice.      "Not a chance. House, contact Captain Richardson and tell him I have a new crewmember for deep space exploration. Make it a 20 year tour."      "Very well."      "Now, let's enjoy ourselves."      "The fairy is gone," Jill said, pointing at the floor.      "She must be still alive," Fiona said in wonder. "I will have the house track her down later. In the meantime, the honey is kicking in and I need to fuck something."      "Oh me," Jill said excitedly.      "Fuck something, suck something, suck something," Freda mumbled. Her eyes were huge, her smile vacant and stupid.      "What the fuck is wrong with her?" Fiona demanded.      "She tried the other honey," Jill whispered. "She's blown out of her mind."      "Damned, I'm losing party guests by the dozens," Fiona said, staring into Freda's unblinking eyes. "Jill, do you want to give or receive?"      "Oh give," she said in excitement. She lifted her dress and spread her legs. With a little adjustment she shoved the internal end of the Sensarator into her pussy. She gasped as it filled her to the breaking point.      "It feels so real," she gasped, stroking her new penis.      "It is, in a way. It's patterned after organ replacement technology. Something similar is used for men who lose their penis, or women who want one. This is a temporary version. You remove it by twisting gently to the right," Fiona said as she allowed Don to rip her dress to shreds. She stood naked in front of her guests, as an incentive for them to begin. It took only a moment before they were all naked.      Don knelt in front of Freda, going down on the unknowing woman while she sat looking around in a daze. Fiona knew why Don had chosen Freda, even though she was hallucinating. She was the sexiest woman in the room. Fiona planned on going down on Freda herself later. In the meantime, she bent over the floating table top. The table was cold against her stomach and breasts, but heated up quickly. Jill knelt behind her sexy ass and applied her mouth to Fiona's rounded cheeks and delicious pussy. Fiona melted into the table, as the honey enhance sensations started a raging fire throughout her quivering body. She opened her eyes and looked at the cage. She saw the male still holding onto the twistum, but his eye were on her naked body. She noticed that his cock was hard, beneath his loincloth. So he was human after all, she thought as Jill worked diligently in her upturned pussy.      Mona was sitting alone, stroking her pussy as she watched he action around the room.      "Mona, release the little bastard," Fiona nodded toward the little male. Mona nodded and released the wire. She watched as the little male fell to his knees with his hands around his throat. He turned and pointed toward the drinks. Fiona gasped in surprise. Mona slid a glass of ale through the opening in the top. He tipped it toward himself and drank, then urged the females to drink as well. He seemed to notice the missing female for the first time.      Fiona was bouncing on the table top now as Jill fucked her wet pussy with wild abandon. She closed her eyes and licked her lips, as the sensations seemed to intensify and travel through her body, similar to when she'd had a fever in the past, but much more pleasant. Even jerking on the table caused her breasts to bounce and vibrate pleasantly, against the smooth surface of the table. She turned and watched Freda beginning to gasp and cry as her pussy heated up enough to bring her back to reality. She rubbed Ron's hair fondly, as he nursed on the wet flesh between her legs. She raised each leg and placed them on Ron's back, opening her pussy for even better access. Ron's shapely ass began to interest Mona. With the Sensarator wet from her own saliva, she positioned herself behind his ass and pressed the tip against his asshole. Her jerked upright for a moment, waiting. Mona eased in and out a few times, then pushed. She slid easily up inside his ass. He moaned in pain and pleasure, then resumed his place between Frieda's legs, lapping and sucking diligently.      While fucking Don's ass, Mona reached forward and captured Frieda's breasts in her hands. She twisted and pulled her pink nipples. Frieda cried out, holding Mona's hands against her chest. In a moment Frieda began her first orgasm. She screamed and withered on Don's mouth and Mona's hands, until she grew quiet. Don rested his mouth on her pussy, simply waiting for her pussy to desensitize. The huge dildo bludgeoning his ass forced him to resume his pussy feast.      "What a fucking party," Jill said as she felt her loins heating up. She knew her orgasm was just moments away. But with her unusual new equipment it was hard to tell how close that Fiona was. She got her answer as they both began to scream and gyrate, her with her penis inside Fiona's pussy and Fiona who reached back and battered her own clit to intensify her orgasm. It was huge, but she wanted more.      Everyone fell back to rest in assorted lewd poses. Don had a raging hardon which needed to be tended too. Nobody was beyond craving another orgasm. Time passed as each man or woman eyed they others, making their choices.      "My turn," she Fiona, turning and twisting Jill's penis to the right. It deflated and pulled out easily.      "Oh," Jill said in disappointment.      "Don't worry, you can take one home with you," Fiona smiled. "You all can," she said, looking at her party guests.      "Oh look," Jill cried, pointing at the cage. The male had Fiona's female bent over on her hands and knees. He was fucking her brutally.      "They are getting into the spirit of the party," Fiona laughed. "It's a good thing, because I'm going to castrate that little bastard after the party."      "Ouch," Don said, slapping his legs closed.      "Oh no you don't," Frieda said, prying his legs open and seating herself on his huge cock. She gasped in pleasure as it sank between her sensuous hot pussy lips. Don could barely restrain his gasp of pleasure as her hot flesh enfolded his throbbing rod of flesh. He nearly exploded immediately. By concentrating on other things he managed to hold off for several minutes.      "Hey, no fair, I wanted to ride his cock," Fiona said, to Don's intense excitement. Fiona was one hot bitch.      "Never fear, use this," Frieda said, inserting the rear of the inflatable cock into his mouth. His eyes bugged out as it swelled to fill his mouth and throat. Frieda quickly twisted and pulled the dildo from his mouth, with a giggle. Don spat and cursed while he caught his breath.      "You fucking bitch," he gasped, feeling his throat. "You could have killed me."     "I would never kill anyone with such a lovely cock," she said, placing a hand on his pale, sweating cheek.      The party went well. Orgasm after orgasm led to even more excitement, more experimentation. The magical elixir produced by the fairies served the party well. They fucked and sucked with wild abandon. The party guests began leaving, one after the other until only Fiona Campbell lay exhaust on the over-changing colors of the floor. She finally passed out right there in the middle of her living room. She ignored the strange noises, as did her house. He was programmed to defend against menaces outside of the apartment. He ignored what when on inside.      She stirred slightly when a dish fell to the floor, murmured then went back to sleep. Small shadows seemed to move in the darkened room, perhaps a mouse or even a rat. It was said that there had been a sharp increase in the rat population in the past 50 years. They even spread to other planets with the humans. On Reigel they had mutated into a large predatory animal and become a major food source for the natives there.      Latoya Indasay shook out her wet hair and seated herself in front of the hairdresser. The mechanical arm vibrated her hair into place as she pulled the phone from a slot near her right hand.      "Fiona Campbell," she said in a melodious voice.      She listened as the phone rang repeatedly. The house finally came on line.      "Yes?"      "Where is Fiona?" Latoya said, brushing the annoying arm out of her face.      "She is reclining on the living room floor," the house said calmly.      "What? Are you sure?"      "Assuredly."      "Is she asleep?"      "One moment... I..." he said hesitantly.      "Well?"      "She appears to be dead," he said in obvious confusion.      "What!"      "She..."      "Never mind. Contact the authorities."      "Very well."      "Wait. Did she record the activities of the night?"      "No," again there was hesitation in his voice.      "I know Fiona, and know her well. She did record the party, didn't she."      "She... yes."      "Erase it. Erase it immediately."      "I'm not sure..."      "I am. She would never want news of the party to leak out. Where are the fairies?"      "They appear to be gone. I have recorded a guest leaving the party long after all guests had departed. Perhaps..."      "It was them. Great. Destroy that tape before the police arrive. Do you hear me?"      "Yes, I will comply."      "Good, thank you," she said, closing the phone.      "What a fucking mess," she mumbled, shaking her head."      "Perhaps if you would stand still, the outcome would be more pleasant," the mechanical hairdresser said.      "Oh shut the fuck up," she shouted, slapping the mechanical arm out of her face.     "I don't understand," Police Lieutenant Quan said, looking at the room. He had been excited about investigating a murder at Number One Genova Complex. He had never been in one of the magical apartments before. He had started out by gawking from room to room, until he came to the naked body of the beautiful young victim. Now he was all business. He glanced at Sergeant Enriquez and squinted in puzzlement.      "One hot fucking bitch," he said with a slight smile.      "She's cold now," Enriquez said. He still had a hardon, her cold white body was absolute perfection. He wished that he had the money to remake his wife into a hot bitch like this.      "Get that fucking thing out of her mouth," Quan said, turning away.      "Hasn't been scanned yet. Besides, with her mouth open so wide and frozen in place, she would be just as obscene without a beat up sensarator in her mouth."      "It seems a rich bitch like her could afford a new one," Quan said.      "I believe it became beat up as a result of her murder," a fat man said as he huffed up to the murdered woman.      "What?" Quan asked in surprise. He knew Henry Johnson, he was a lab rat who worked in forensics.      "A sensarator uses new and dangerous technology. Suppose somebody beat, cut and burned your cock like that, what would happen to you?"      "I'd probably die of a heart attack," Quan said, grabbing his cock.      "Exactly. To her that was just as real. She felt every cut, burn and bruises. I imagine her heart gave out on her. Essential she was tortured to death."      "But who would do that?" Enriquez asked. He blushed as he realized that it was his job to find out.      "House, is there a record of this event?" Quan asked the house at large.      "Negative."      "Do you have a list of visitors?"      "Negative. The mistress turned off my recording option for the benefit of privacy."      "Too bad," Quan said, staring around the room. "Take her out," he said to Henry. "It's a damned waste," he said as he gawked at her perfect frozen white breasts as they put her on a stretcher and covered her cold body. "A horrible fucking waste."  THE END  . .

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Thursday, September 8, 2005

Thursday's Child - Interviews - "MFA" & "LAS"

Didn't do a whole lot yesterday; updated a few sites, ran some errands and talked with a couple of models on the phone. And believe it or not, that took almost the entire day. YIKES!

One of the models, the one from Africa, (let's call her "MFA" - "Model From Africa") called to say "Hey" and to see if I still wanted to do an artistic shoot with her. Deffo! Would call her as soon as I rest up and know my schedule a little better - probably next week. That was kewl with her, and then we talked for the next half hour or so - mostly about photography, but also life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Dang, sometimes I just can not shut up. - LOL.

The other model that called was the "Little Asian Spinner" (let's call her "LAS") that I have now had a few very long conversations on the phone with. You remember, the one that called last week while I was taking a long hot bubble-bath, was flirting with me, telling me all her b/f problems, telling me that she didn't want to live with him anymore, etc., etc... Anyway, we had another interview set up for today and she called just to talk with me AND, of course, to tell me that she couldn't make our meeting. ARG!

Uh-oh, this is the second time she canceled on me. I have to remind myself that I am not giving flaky models more than one chance. But I guess she didn't really flake, she did call in plenty of time to let me know that she could not make the interview and... besides, she's really cute, she really wants to work with me, and I do enjoy talking with her... Ok, she gets another chance...

The reason she couldn't make the interview? She and her b/f got into a huge, argument about her coming up here to meet with me (she lives in another city about 100 miles away). And for some reason he thinks I should drive down there to meet with her... Riiight. I get that a lot and it's very strange to me. I have a studio that is my place of business and I work out of it. Yet, some models (and model's boyfriends) think that I should leave my place of business to interview with them for a shoot that I am either going to hire them for or work with them on which will take place at my studio which is my place of business. Yeah, I can just see them setting up a Doctor appointment and then telling the Doctor that he has to leave his office for the appointment. Or they're going to get their car serviced and they tell the mechanic that he has to leave his shop to talk with them about working on their car. Or better yet, since most of these models are also "wanna be" actresses, I can just see them getting a call for an acting audition and telling the casting director that she has to leave her office and meet them at a Starbucks for the casting audition. LOL. OMG! What is with these people? It just amazes me that they have this mentality. But I digress...

Anyway, I told "LAS" that I would not drive down to meet her and if she couldn't make an interview with me, I understand, but there is not much I can do about it. I'm very busy and I just don't have the time to drive around town meeting with and waiting for every (flaky) model (and their psycho boyfriends) that probably wouldn't show up for an interview in the first place. Arg! Again, I digress...

"LAS" and I talked for the next two hours. And like the last time, we had a great conversation; talking about everything... But of course a lot of the conversation was about her b/f and the problems they have and the way he treats her. He sounds like a real "winner".  It just amazes me how people get into and then stay in these crappy relationships. But I don't want to digress into that line of thought at this point...

The rest of our conversation was a lot of fun with tonnes and tonnes of flirting (on both our parts). My cheeks were hurting from smiling so much. I have not even met this girl in person yet and already we're hitting it off like love-sick puppies.

Yes, of course I like talking and flirting with her, but she is young (18) and she is in the process of growing up and learning about the world and I certainly do not want to influence her in any manner that could be construed as bad or negative and I certainly do not want to be the cause of her break-up with her b/f. No, I do not need that kind of karma in my life. So when she asks, I forget about my "DSB" (dreaded sperm build-up) and I give her the advice that I would give any friend that asked; I don't try to persuade her, I stay neutral, tell her like it is and the rest is up to her to make her own decisions.

How do I get myself into these situations? I know it's rhetorical question, but I guess that I'm just safe, honest, trustworthy, easy to talk with and these girls see that, feel safe and just need to talk with someone that will listen. Arg. I am so cursed with the "NGS" (nice guy syndrome). Dang, I'm digressing a lot today...

"LAS" had to go meet with the b/f, but told me that she loved talking with me, couldn't wait to meet me, still wanted to shoot with me and would call me back soon to set up another date for an interview AND to just talk.. Where is this going to end up? Hmmm.

Anyway, today is the same as yesterday, just tonnes of puter work, phone calls, a few errands and that's about it.
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Wednesday, September 7, 2005

Wednesday Morning 3 AM - Wake Up Call 101 - Flip-Flop

"CC" got home late from her day of shooting and as she walked in the door, she was on her cell arguing with her b/f. I hate to say it, but the first thing I thought was "Kewl, I hope they're breaking up". But alas, they weren't. Which is good, as you will soon learn.

From that moment on, all "CC" did was talk about her b/f. It was a non-stop barrage of BS... uh, I mean b/f. I did manage to get it a few words, but she pretty much dominated the conversation with how much they are in love, how perfect they are, blah, blah, blah...

Earlier in the day I had told myself that I was going to have a talk with "CC" and pretty much let her know how I feel... How stupid is that? Yeah I know, but sometmes I just have to get it out.

Anyway, I fixed her dinner, she ate, then took a shower and finally we ended up on my bed, talking. And like before, I mostly let her do all the talking. Which, as you know, is all about her and her b/f. And again, this time without the impairment of a single glass of wine, I really listened to what she was saying. She was being very honest, told me a few things I already knew, but also things that I thought she would never admit to. Stuff like, her real feelings, her problems, her past... the way she treats people, friends and, guys in particular. She told me that most people in her life think they're friends with her, but to her, they're just acquaintances and she can do just fine without them. BAM! That one hit me upside the head. Besides my infatuation of her, I truly thought we were, not just becoming friends, but were friends. I guess not. I didn't ask where I stood in that regard. I really didn't to hear her answer... Because I already knew... But just her telling me that touched a sore spot in my heart and really got me to (again) thinking about who she really was, who I was, etc., etc.. The seed of discontent with this girl quickly started to sprout and grow.

She then asked me what I thought about her and her b/f and if they would make it. Whoa! Hard question. But here's my chance to tell her how I feel and like an idiot I did.

I told her that I really like her (more than I should), that I care for her, that I would of loved to be her b/f, but I respect the fact that she does have a b/f, that I envy her relationship, that, because I do care for her, I really do hope that he is the one, but to answer her question and be honest, I told her that I did not think it would last. She had no response to any of my outpouring of feelings - None! Nada! Zip! She completely ignored it; like I did not say a word. I put myself out there and I let her step on me. My fault. My bad. I'll deal with it. But then again, what did I expect her to say? Hmmm. I dunno, maybe a little reciprocation, a little recognition that I'm alive, that I'm human, that she cares for me and likes me as well - even just as a friend (not just an acquaintance that she can throw away). But again... Nothing! Nada! Zip! Ouch!

The only part she heard was the part about her and her b/f not lasting. Of course she so did not want to hear that. I would not want to hear that either. But she asked and I told her. And even though I don't think they will last, I actually felt bad for saying so.

For the rest of our (her) conversation, she defended her relationship. She told me about their "love at first sight" and how her b/f is the only one for her, he is the only person she has ever been attracted to, he is the only person she cares for, he is the only person she wants to be friends with, he is the only one she would ever want to have sex with, he is the only person that has or ever will make her happy, he is the only one she trusts, he is the only person she has ever felt comfortable with, she would do anything for him, give up everything for him, they are a perfect match, she wants to have his kids, she wants to marry him, they are just alike, they treat others the same way, they have the same thoughts, the same feelings, the same attitudes, the same experiences, the same problems, he is the only person she needs, nobody has the love and relationship that they have, he is the only person she has ever or will ever love, and there will never, ever, be another, no matter what.

My thoughts were. 1. Dang, how naive is that? 2. I remember feeling that way. 3. I wish she (sombody) felt that was about me. 4. I wish I felt that way about someone (again).

Ding, ding, ding, ding, ding... the bells went off. That's it! I'm again waking up. I'm flip-flopping. And, I again realized that it is not actually "CC" that I want. Yes, physically she is perfect for me and yes, I certainly wouldn't mind some of her unrequited love, but the rest of it... She's fucking fruit-loops! I know it, I have known it. She knows it and even told me so. I just didn't want to listen because I was so wanting to be the love of her life. Which I am not. I never will be... and honestly, that's ok.

She slept in my bed again, but unlike the night before, there was no leg & arm draping, no touching, no nothing... And I slept like a rock for the first time in weeks. When I woke up, she was gone. And you know, I feel great today. I don't have that love-sick longing for something that was never meant to be.

So yes, I fell for her. But there was no pain in the fall because, even though I thought I wanted it to be real, it wasn't. We laughed, we had a really good time and we got some great photos and that's what we wanted in the first place. So everything's kewl and it worked out okay - except for whole friend / acquaintance thing. That part kinda bothers me. Oh well...
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Tuesday, September 6, 2005

Ruby Tuesday -  Met "JJ" & "CC" Sleeps Over

Wow! Where to begin? How about at the beginning? Ok, here goes... "CC" called early yesterday afternoon asking if we could postpone our photo shoot and just have dinner instead. She was telling her friend "JJ" about my famous spaghetti and they decided that it would be nice to just come over, hang out, share a bottle of wine and eat. Actually, I really think that "CC" was just using this as an excuse to try and hook me and "JJ" up. So of course, I said... "Sure, why not?" I am always in the mood to meet another hot, little, Asian babe. Actually at this point, I had no idea what "JJ" looked like, much less if she was even Asian. But I assumed so and my assumption was right. 

They showed up around 5 PM. "CC" was still a babe and still the new love of my life, but her friend "JJ" was deffo a cutie pie. Actually, she looked very much like a cupie-doll. 22 years old, 5'4, 100 lbs, 32-22-32, no breasts what-so-ever, just nipples, a nice body, short dark hair, gorgeous Asian eyes, a very tiny mouth, but with huge full lips, and abso-fucking-lutely beautiful porcelain skin. She wasn't what you would call a HOT babe, but she was sooo (insert swear word here) cute.

Dinner was still an hour away, so we just sat, talked, got to know each other and drank some wine. Remember, I'm a lightweight. Turns out so is "JJ". "CC" would not even let her drink; just a few sips from my glass and that was it. And, just like our last dinner date, I nursed (with a little help from "JJ") my one glass of wine for the entire evening while "CC", again, finished off the bottle.

Yes, we had a very nice dinner, "CC", when she was not talking about her b/f, was really trying to point out all the things "JJ" and I had in common. Deffo a hook up dinner. But that's ok. As it turns out, "JJ" and I did kinda hit it off.

After dinner, we decided that we were going to go ahead and do a photo shoot, but instead of just shooting "CC", I was going to shoot "JJ" as well. They put on some heavy makeup, some really kewl clothes and I shot "CC" by herself at first and then shot pics of her and "JJ" cuddling together. No, not sexually (though it was quite sensual) but more like sisters cuddling. I think we got some really good shots.

We finished the shoot around 11 PM, ate some more spaghetti, then sat around and talked some more. Of course, I am the kind of guy that really likes (and needs) to touch and be touched. So, as we sat there on the floor of my studio, listening to music and talking, I started giving "CC" a nice little (with clothes on) back massage. After about 15 minutes, I switched to "JJ". She was a little hesitant at first (she doesn't even know me), but after a couple of minutes, she stopped talking, relaxed and just enjoyed the massage. She told me later that it felt like Heaven.

It was after midnight, I could hardly keep my eyes open, "JJ" was almost falling asleep and "CC" (still talking about her b/f) was starting to get ready for bed. Oh, did I forget to mention that "CC' decided to spend the night at my place? I so wonder about her... Anyway, I asked "JJ' if she wanted to spend the night as well. She said that she didn't know yet. So I told her that she was welcome to, but that she needed to make up her mind, cause it was so past my bedtime - LOL. I left the room to go brush my teeth and get ready for bed and when I came back, "JJ" decided that she had better go home. Makes me wonder what she and "CC" talked about while I was out of earshot. Hmmm... I walked "JJ" to her car, we talked about getting together again, doing a shoot and just hanging out. We gave hugs and she left.

When I got back to my studio, "CC' was still on the floor, just sitting there, listening to music. Instead of getting out the inflatable and the guest linens, I reached down, took hold of "CC's" hand, led her to my bedroom and told her she could sleep with me. She didn't seem to have a problem with that. She asked for T-shirt, then crawled into my bed. Arg! What have I gotten myself into? I will never be able to sleep tonight. I so should have blown up the inflatable bed. Crap! I usually sleep in the nude, but to be respectful (as much as I can be at this point), I went into the bathroom, put on a pair of boxers, then crawled into bed next to "CC", who was as stiff as a board and as far away from my side of the bed as humanly possible. I think for the first time, she was a little nervous about her (my) actions. I rolled toward her to give her a kiss goodnight and before I knew it, she gave me two quick chicken pecks (mwa, mwa), said goodnight and closed her eyes. I said "sweet dreams" and retreated to my side of the bed.

It was now after 2 AM, "CC" is sound asleep and I am wide awake - starring at the dark ceiling that I can not see (because it's dark). I think I finally fell asleep a little after 3 AM, but over the next few hours, I kept waking up because... 1. "CC" had curled up under my arm. 2. "CC" had thrown a leg over mine. 3. "CC" had thrown both of her legs over mine. And if it wasn't that, I kept waking up, because I realized that I had rolled over and was sleeping with my arm draped across her waist, breasts and / or other parts of her body. What the hell was going on in our subconscious while we slumbered? Hmmm and Mmmm all at the same time.

She had to get up to go to work; her alarm went off at 5 AM, she turned it off, and rolled into my arms. I told her that I could deffo be a happy man waking up with her every morning. Stupid, stupid... I should not have said that - Arg!... Anyway we talked for a few minutes, I got up and made her some coffee while she got ready to go to work. I asked her if she was going to spend the night again tonight. She said that she didn't have any clean clothes here, so she doubted it. But before she finished her sentence, she remembered that one of her suitcases (full of clothes) was here, changed her mind, said that she would be back again tonight, gave me a hug and was out the door.

WTF? I am so confused. I am so falling for "CC". No, I have already fallen for her. The pain of the fall has not registered yet, but I am so sure it's on the way. And even though she has a b/f and I know where I stand. I so don't know where I stand. At this point, I don't even know where I want to stand.

All I can say is... stay tuned. I know I am.
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Monday, September 5, 2005

Blue Monday & "CC"

Yesterday was definitely interesting - to say the least. I was supposed to meet with this (sounding like a broken record here) hot, little, Asian model for an interview. I had  talked with her on the phone a few days earlier and we set up a time to meet yesterday. Of course I never heard back from her. I called her on Saturday to confirm, she never returned the call. I don't want to sit around waiting on somebody all day, so I again called her Sunday morning to see if she was going to make our interview or not. I never heard back from her, so I rightly assumed that she would not show up and just went about my business for the day.

About the same time that the "flake" was supposed to show up, "CC" showed up at my door with more suitcases. She needed to go through all her clothes and figure out what she was going to pack for her trip to go see her b/f. While she packed and re-packed we talked, laughed, talked some more, then went and looked at pics from our photo shoots together. She absolutely loved the pictures and I absolutely love her. Not really, but it sounds good. Actually I do like her a lot, but I think (I know) I'm more infatuated with her than anything else.

"Nothing ventured, nothing gained". "What have I got to loose?" is what I was thinking as I casually leaned over and just gave her a kiss on the lips. This time there was no "WTF" look on her face. This time she kissed back with a mwaah sound. - LOL. We then talked for... I dunno, what seems like a whole half a second more before I gently took hold of her hand and led her into my bedroom. Without hesitation, she followed like a little lost puppy... Maybe that's not a good analogy.

Anyway... What was I thinking? I certainly wasn't going to "go sexin'". She has a boyfriend and as much as I hate to admit it, I do have to respect that and not cross any lines. But lines are arbitrary. Where are the lines? What are the lines? Who draws these lines? I guess I do. No, I guess "CC" and I do. We kissed, no, not tongue or anything, but it was a mutual "peck" on the lips... and now I'm leading her toward my bedroom. Oh my...

As we walked into my bedroom, she said "Massage time?" She already knows me too well and she just drew the line. - Whew! I glad she did. Even though I wanted to have hot & wild sex with her, I also didn't want to cross my own stupid arbitrary lines.

We sat on the bed, I took her shirt & bra off, laid her down and gave her a really nice massage. After about 20 minutes, she turned over and, with her nips pointing to the ceiling, I massaged the front side of her - deliberately staying away from her breasts. Though, I do have to admit, I did pay attention, probably more I should, to her upper and inner thighs. All professional of course. And, she certainly didn't seem to mind. After another 10 / 15 minutes I stopped massaging, leaned toward her and, again, we kissed - just a couple little pecks. Mmmm, she has such luscious lips...

I told her it was my turn. I laid down and she gave me a mini, 10 minute massage... Hey, it's a start... She then laid down next to me, I turned on my side, put my arm across her lower stomach and just gently caressed her while we talked for another half hour.

Time was up. She had to go meet a friend for dinner. Said that she would call me later, but also wanted to set up another shoot for tonight (Monday). Of course, even though my heart jumped, I didn't want to seem too eager and I told her I would let her know my schedule in the morning.

I helped her carry her suitcases to her car, we hugged and pecked again and she said something (small talk) about her trip to see her b/f. I told her that she was welcome not to go (to see her b/f) and that she could just stay here and move in with me instead. As soon as those words left my mouth I felt like an idiot. I should be used to that by now, huh? She smiled, said that we'd talk in the morning, got in her car and left.

Needless to say, I need to end this for now, get my day started, get some work done and get ready for another photo shoot with "CC".
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2. This man is sitting in a bar and notices two lovely women across the way. He calls the bartender over and says, "I'd like to buy those two ladies a drink." The bartender replies, "It won't do you any good." The man, with a confused look on his face says, "It doesn''t matter, I want to buy those women a drink." The bartender delivers the drinks to the ladies and the ladies acknowledge the drink with a nod of their heads. About a half-hour later, the man approaches the women and says, "I'd like to buy you two another drink." The women both reply, "It won't do you any good." The man says, "I don't understand. What do you mean it won't do me any good?" The first lady says, "We're lesbians." The man replies, "Lesbians? What are lesbians?" The second woman replies, "Lesbians... We like to lick pussies." The man says, "Bartender, three beers for us lesbians."

3. Two gay guys are sharing an apartment. One gay guy is sitting on the couch jerking off in a brown paper bag. His partner walks into the room ready to go to work and asks what the hell are you doing?! The other guy replies, "I'm Packing Your Lunch!!!"
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Sunday, September 4, 2005

Sunday Morning Coming Down

Didn't hear from "DD" yesterday so I finally called her around 2 PM. She sounded really out if it, said she just got up, but that she was still planning on our photo shoot and wanted to know what time. I asked her to call me in a couple of hours so we can finalize the shoot, but to plan on getting together around 8 PM.

I wasn't going to call again... Remember that whole "no quarter" to models thing? Anyway, I never heard back from her, so I didn't bother to get ready for a shoot. Besides I was tired and had pretty much hunkered down for a night of pay-per-view movies.

8 PM, the phone rang and to my surprise it was "DD". She was on the way to go clubbing, but wanted to stop my place for a shoot before she went out. LOL. Models are so funny. I explained to her that our shoot would take more than a couple of hours, that it was not "just stop in, do a shoot" and head out for the night... Hmmm, but why not?... I guess I could have done that... Oh well... I also told her that since I did not hear back from her earlier, I really was not prepared for a shoot at this late hour. Actually I could have gotten ready, but as I mentioned earlier and as I now told "DD", I was tired and was just going to watch some movies. She said that was kewl with her and wanted to know if she and her friend (the sleeping girl) could come over and watch a movie with me until it was time to go clubbing. "Youth is sooo wasted on the young". I forgot that you don't go to clubs till at least 10 or 11. Duh! So of course, I said "Of course".

15 minutes later she and narcolepsy girl were on the floor of my living room, watching a movie, putting on makeup and getting ready to go clubbing. My fantasies of them coming over and having a threesome with me were soon dashed as I, again, became the good friend and helped them pick out what to wear to the clubs - Arg!

15 minutes before the movie ended, they were out the door and on the way to the clubs, leaving me to watch the remainder of the (really good) movie by myself - Ah, the life of a photographer that gets to see naked models on a daily basis.

Opps, gotta go get coffee... As I write this, my ex-wife is now standing behind me, reading over my shoulder and waiting for me to finish.
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Blogger Babe - Jade Moore

Jade Moore is petite, 21 year old, 4’11, 100 lb, Asian Spinner. She has just-past-the-shoulder, dark-brown hair with blonde streaks running through it, brown bedroom eyes, really sexy and full, nicely shaped “blow-job” lips, a big beautiful smile with braces on her bottom teeth, a pierced tongue, a nice 32-24-33 figure, a flat, very lickable, stomach, a cute butt, nicely muscled thighs, an inviting “doggy-style” arch, the typical "Tramp Stamp" tattoo on her lower back, plus another on her left shoulder blade, and a completely shaved pussy with beautiful dark brown lipps. (See this week's Blogger Babe Pic)!
 

I saw Jade's photo in an Agent's book and immediately knew that I wanted to meet her, fall madly in love with, marry and live the rest of my life with her. Not to mention – have hot and wild sex with her… Dang, I sound like a broken record. I think I've had these same thoughts with a quite a few other models that I've worked with (or wanted to work with). But hey, that's what's great about having a wonderful, active and very horny imagination. Anyway, I saw her pic and knew that I wanted to photograph her. I am such a sucker for a petite girl – especially a petite “Asian” girl. I asked the agent to have her call me and within an hour the phone rang. Visions of Jade, nude on my bed, ran through my head as I ran to answer her call. It wasn't her! Dang! But the phone rang a few minutes later and still… it was not her. Double Dang! I kept thinking “Why hasn't she called?” Then I had to remember that I just talked with her agent, not even an hour ago. I needed to give it some time. After all, most models take days, if not weeks, to call. The phone rang again. “Hello?” Woo-Hoo! It was… dang… still not her! Ok, that's it. I give up. My dreams dashed again. Ring. Ring. I took a big dejected breath and answered the phone again. My heart smiled. It was Jade.
 

Usually, I always set up an interview with a model. Mostly because, as I have said before, models are flakes and I need to see if they will even show up for the interview, much less the actual photo shoot. Also, interviewing a model lets me see if they are psycho bitches that are going come back in the middle of the night, call at all hours, stalk me, or say bad things about my dog. Plus, the interview gives me an out if any of the above is true or if I simply just don't like them. Yeah, yeah, I know… I'm a prima-donna, but I refuse to work with a model that I don't like. Anyway, I didn't set up an interview with Jade. She said “Hello” and I said “You're hired!” It was pretty simple and that was that. 

The new love of my life… Uh, I mean, Jade… showed up the next day for the shoot. Now I have to be honest. Jade is a model and she was 15 minutes late. But to be fair and also to show how responsible she is, she did call and say that she was going to be a few minutes late. I was really falling for this Hottie. 
 

Anyway, she showed up, and for the rest of the day I was like a love-sick puppy. I was infatuated with her. And the more we shot, the worse it got. While looking through the lens at her tiny waist, her cute butt and her absolutely gorgeous lips (upper and lower), I just kept thinking that this girl is not only, sexy and pretty, but she has really nice features – photographically speaking of course. I'm serious. The more I looked at her, the more I wanted to crawl through the lens and, not only capture her, but be captured with her - forever. I know that might sound really corny, but hey, I'm between shoots right now, she's fresh on my mind, I am still very infatuated with her, and also, not to mention, horny as hell.

The shoot went really well. Aside from all the flirting (mostly by me), we got a lot done and we had a good time doing it. Oh my… we really got a lot done. Jade was a gem (pun intended) to work with. She moved from pose to pose to pose with barely any direction from me. I really think that she must have been reading my mind, because every time I was about to give her a direction, she was thinking the same thing and already doing it. And some of the poses mixed with some of the slutty, (nice slutty, not bad slutty) looks on her face was definitely starting to do IT for me. Goodness. The girl of my dreams. Well, actually, not the girl of my dreams, but pretty dang close. I'm not a fan of faddish piercings and/or tattoos and I'm certainly not into shaved vaginas (well, not any more), but with Jade, I could certainly overlook these minor “Red Flags”. Besides… piercings will close up and pussy hair can grow back. So, I think I can deal with a couple tattoos.

As I was saying, the shoot went really well. In a little less than three hours we did TEN different setups, including: cheerleader, schoolgirl, masturbation, voyeur, and webcam. We then did a very hot & very sexy bondage scene where Jade was bound by a "7 Piece Fantasy Restraint Kit" (supplied by Eros Boutique).
 

And finally, we did a Somnophilia (sleeping girl) scene. I really like the sleeping girl stuff. A major turn-on to be photographing (and fondling – hehehehe) an “innocent” sleeping girl – Wow! I got to touch every moist crevice. Oh, all professionally of course!
 

I did not want the shoot to end, but, like all good things, it had to end. Jade started to get dressed and before she could put her clothes on, I walked up to her, took her hand and led her into my bedroom. Remember earlier where I wrote “Visions of Jade, nude on my bed”? Well a moment later, she was… And this time I didn't have a camera in my hand. But don't get the wrong idea. I'm really not that guy that I fantasize about being. I'm a nice guy and I'm a professional. Not to mention that I also think I'm a stupid professional, especially for not taking advantage of opportunities when they present themselves to me – Arrgggg!!! Anyway, Jade was now nude in my bed, laying on her stomach and I was giving her a really nice full-body massage. See, I am a nice guy. While I was massaging her we talked a lot. A LOT! She's intelligent, she's Asian, she has a college degree, she's cute, she's well spoken, she's petite, she has a good sense of humor, she has nice lips, she seems very in touch with the world, and, she didn't say anything about having a boyfriend – Woo-Hoo! Jade certainly doesn't act like a psycho bitch or even like the typical girl that does this type of work. I think that I'm really falling for her. Ouch! And is it ever gonna hurt when I land back on the ground.

Like the beginning of the last paragraph - I did not want the massage & talk to end, but, like all good things, it had to end and Jade had to leave. But before she left, we discussed getting together for “reciprocal” massages and to do another photo shoot. Artistic, not Adult! Jade gave me a nice hug and then left with my heart. But all is not lost, she said that she would grow some pubic hair for me :o)
 

Anyway, if you want to see more of Jade Moore, you can check her out at "Porn Jester's Asian Girls", "Triple X Cams" and "Somnophilia.com - Sex with Sleeping Girls".
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Always Looking for Girls, Girls, Girls to Photograph!

I'm shooting a lot right now and I'm deffo looking for girls to photograph, so... If you're female, OVER 18 YEARS OF AGE, in the LA area, very cute and/or good looking and/or HOT, and are interested in posing nude for my websites, your own websites, for fun or just for some nice artistic photographs, please e-mail me with a description of yourself and a URL address where I can see a photo of you. If you're what I'm looking for, then you'll deffo hear back from me :o)

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