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. Glynda is a 19 year old, 5'1, 110
lb Latina Hottie. She has long (middle of her back) brown hair, beautiful
innocent eyes, perfect blow-job lips, braces (yes, braces), a great hour
glass figure - 36B-24-36, nice tits with big round nipples and a really
nice pussy with a neatly trimmed landing strip of silky-soft dark brown
hair.
I saw Glynda's pic in an agency book
and immediately fell in love with her... uh... I mean... immediately wanted
to meet and photograph her - strictly for professional reasons - yeah riiight!
The agent sent her over to me a few days later and yes, I knew immediately
that I wanted to be her boyfriend, marry her, have kids with her and live
happily ever after. Can you tell that I was deffo attracted to her? OMG!
I fell head over heels for her. Besides all the personal reasons for calling
her in for an interview, she really was just what I was looking for to
shoot; young, sweet, good looking, nice body, Asian... Did I say Asian?
Yeah, when I called her in for the interview, I thought she was Asian...
But, she wasn't! Pure Latina! Or so she says, but I could swear that there
is some Asian in her blood somewhere. Anyway, we talked about the job and
of course I put on my crusader cap and was trying to talk her out of doing
adult work, but her mind was made up and she wanted to do it, so, who am
I to turn her down? If she was going to work in the industry, I might as
well be one of the ones to use her. "Use" being a relative term. After
an hour or so of drooling all over myself... uh, I mean interviewing with
her, we ended up in bed. No, nothing sexual! Dang! Just giving each other
a massage. Of course that turned into a little kissing - Mmmmm, yummy!!!
And then as I started to turn it into something a little more sexual, she
looked up at me with her big innocent eyes and said "I have a boyfriend."
Double Dang!!! I completely melted. Not just my dick, but my heart. Just
my luck, I meet the girl of my dreams and of course she has a b/f. Then
she tells me that that is the reason why she is doing adult work - because
she wants to buy him some parts for his car so he can "trick" it out. Now
I'm thinking, maybe she isn't too bright after all. Back to being professional...
The massage stops, we go back into my office and I booked her for a shoot
the following week.
Over the course of the next week, Glynda came over my house 3 or 4 times; just to talk... Hmmmm... Come to find out, she and her b/f aren't doing too good. And "what a shock," he is abusive. Not physically but verbally. What an asshole; totally yells and screams at her and treats her like a slave girl. Hey, maybe there's hope for me yet. Not that I would treat her that way, but maybe she will get sick of being treated like crap and want someone to treat her like a Queen - like I would do. Anyway, Glynda showed up for the shoot on time and we had a really good (work) day. She was a dream to work with; did anything that needed to be done and she she did it with a smile and a good attitude. Besides all the heavy flirting, we got a lot of work done. In about five hours, we did seven different set-ups including: Lingerie, Schoolgirl, Cheerleader, Masturbation, Voyeur and a few Exterior shots. After the shoot, she continued to
come over and hang out with me for a while. I really was starting to fall
for her and not care that she had a b/f. He treats her like shit and she
should break up with him. It was the truth and I told her so. And even
if I did not want her for myself, I would have told her this anyway. As
I said, it was the truth, but it was deffo not my biz to be telling her
this. I overstepped my bounds and I pushed a little too hard and after
a while she started to come over less and less.
About a month later, Big Lou and I were going to a Adult Webmaster's Convention in Las Vegas and we were looking for some girls to promote our content. I called Glynda. She was deffo interested so I hired her to go to Vegas (for 3 days) with me. Hehehehe... Since we were driving and I wanted to leave early in the morning, I asked her to spend the night before at my house. I am sooo bad. She agreed. Woo-Hoo! For some reason, she was very nervous about going and got to my house very late at night and then did not want to go to sleep. Instead of sleeping (platonically) in my bed, she got up in the middle of the night and went and shared a bed in the other room with my ex-girlfriend (who was living with me at the time). I still fantasize about that! We got up in the morning and headed
to Vegas. After her cell phone rang about a million times and she ignored
it about a million times, I finally asked her what was going on. Come to
find out, she was still with her b/f but they were deffo having problems.
She was still unhappy and he was still treating her like shit. AND... she
lied to him about going to Vegas to work. She told him that she was going
out of town with her parents. SHIT! What the hell did I get myself into?
The worse part of it was that her parents lived down the street from her
boyfriend. Lying to him was not a bright idea! Anyway, she finally answered
the phone and they yelled at each other and yelled at each other and yelled
at each other. And all the while she was trying to keep up the lie. After
telling him that she would call him when she got to "San Francisco" with
her parents, she hung up. By this time I was so not wanting to be involved
in her lie, but... not too much I could do about it at the moment. A few
hours later, we checked into the hotel. And, of course with my luck, they
only had one king bed available. Under other circumstances that would have
been great - but not now, it just made things worse. Of course by the time
we got to the room, he was calling again and she answered the phone and
accidentally let it slip the name of the hotel and of course he picked
up on it and then they started screaming at each other again. Backpedaling,
she tried telling him that her dad had changed his mind and they decided
to go to Vegas instead of San Francisco. I swear I was in the middle of
a bad comedy of errors. Dang! She finally calmed him down and got off the
phone. That night we forgot about all the problems and we had a nice evening
together. We had dinner, went sight-seeing, saw the fountains at Bellagio,
etc.. We did all this romantic stuff - except it was totally platonic.
Dang! We want back to the hotel and went to bed. She did not want to share
the same bed and decided it would be better if she slept on the couch.
Her choice!
We got up the next morning and worked the convention. But during the day she kept disappearing. Of course, I found out later that she was leaving the floor and arguing with her b/f on her cell phone all day. By the end of the day, we were leaving the show and she was (again) on the phone with him and he was (again) screaming at her. Apparently, he drove by her parent's house and "shock of all shocks" they were home and knew nothing about a trip to San Francisco (now Las Vegas) with their daughter. Ya know, if it wasn't so sad, it would've been funny. After a few more minutes of this, she turned and handed me the phone saying; "He wants to talk to you." I think I must have turned ghostly white. He was insane and I certainly didn't want to talk to him. But Glynda walked off, leaving the phone in my hand. I got one word in, "Hello," before he started ranting like a lunatic. Knowing that it wouldn't do any good to talk with this idiot, I pulled the phone away from my ear and handed it back to Glynda. They screamed and yelled at each other all the way back to the hotel room. When she finally got off the phone she told me that she had to leave now, take a plane and go home. If not, since they lived together, he was gonna dump all her belongings in the street and change the locks. Ah, young love is so sweet. She told me that she was gonna go home, break up with him, get her stuff and move out. She made a reservation for the next flight out of Vegas. Over the next hour or so, we had a great heart-to-heart. She was very serious, she was gonna break up with him and move on with her life. Unfortunately for me, moving on also meant leaving me behind as well. We hugged and kissed a little, then left for the airport. Before she got on the plane she promised that she would give me a call in a few days, come over and hang out with me. A few weeks went by before I heard
from her again. She came over to look at some of her pictures and also
to get some of the stuff she left with me in Vegas. We talked for a few
hours and, yes, she did break up with her b/f. Good for her! We both knew
that if circumstances would have been different, we might have had a chance
together. Because when we were together, we really did have a good time.
Anyway, she said that she was not going to do any more adult modeling and
that she was only going to concentrate on school (college). Again, good
for her. She gave me a kiss on the cheek and left - promising to keep in
touch.
Sadly we never talked again. I never called her and she never called me. A few months later, I heard through the grapevine that she was in school, living on campus, single, but seeing her ex (as a friend) and that she was happy. A few months later still, I heard that she was again doing some adult modeling. So sad! Regardless of which - even to this day, I am still infatuated with her and would still love to date her and be her boyfriend. If you want to see more of Glynda,
check out "Porn
Jester's Latina Girls," "Triple
X Cams," "Peep
Hole Show," "Somnophilia
- Sleeping Girls," "Mixed
Chicks," "Teens
in Lingerie," "Vittoria's
Lingerie," "Nude
Amateur Women," "Victory
Girls - Nude Women of the World," "China
Dolls," "Prep
School Sluts," "Nude
Latina Teens," "Cheerleaders
& Teens in Uniform," "Sex
Safari," "Innocence
Lost," and "Mega-Voyeur."
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