Crazy fucking night. I was in a fucking shit mood all day on Tuesday and didn’t feel like coming on here and bitching and moaning. I like to keep this shit upbeat. Instead, I decided to do the one thing that can always cheer me up. I went out to drink and use drugs with some civilian friends of mine. All of the guys in the group know what I do. A couple of their girlfriends have no idea that I work in the adult business. Not that I give a fuck if they knew. Anyway… that was the plan.
Before going out, I go to my new gym and try to blow off some steam. I’m still getting used to the place so I was a bit off my game. I had some words with the broad at the front desk almost immediately because she was kind of rude to me as I signed in. I had just asked her what time the blue-hair brigade starts infesting this joint. She got a little pissy with me and said “The senior programs run from 10-12 most mornings but the seniors are welcome here whenever they want to come.” Thank you for filling me in on every aspect of their fucking lives. Douchebag.
I go in and hit it hard. I want to be in and out of there like a fucking armed robbery. Do my shit and hit the road. After my workout I’m getting changed in this small row of lockers when this fucking jackass comes in and sits on the bench next to me and starts getting shit out of his bag. He couldn’t possibly have used another locker in the PRACTICALLY EMPTY LOCKER ROOM? Not wanting to have another confrontation in my new gym, I just kicked his bag over a couple of feet and stared at him until he moved over. I’m not sure if I like this new joint.
After chilling at home for a while I hit the road to meet my friends. We’re meeting at this small upscale bar a few miles from my house. I’m looking forward to some red wine to go with my vicodin. I go inside and see a couple of my buddies, so i sit down and order a bottle of Fanti Brunello di Montalcino (2002) and got started. We’re in the middle of a conversation when the night goes from fun to AWESOME. My other buddy shows up with his girl and a friend of hers. As soon as my eyes met this friend, i saw a look of fucking terror cross her face. A whore. I had met this pig a few months ago when she answered an ad and came over to shoot. The funny thing was that she never actually shot with me. Here’s how it played out: The whore answers my ad and is totally into being a porn whore. I meet her for 2 minutes at a Starbucks to make sure she’s not a complete retard and looks half decent. She’s not a 10 but she’s a strong 8. About 26yo, Dark hair, 36C tits , a great ass and not a bad face. Kind of plain in the face but definitely good enough to shoot. She raps to me about how sexual she is and all this shit and how she always wanted to be a porn star blah fucking blah. We set up a shoot for the next day. She shows up with all the shit I tell her to bring and she’s looking even better than the previous day. I’m thinking everything is going nice and smooth until she says “I’m not comfortable fucking you on camera right away. Can we fuck off-camera first so I’m able to relax and let go. Test my limits?” The only thing I could think of to say was “Yep. Ok. We can do that.” I then proceeded to bang this hot little slut for about 3 hours in every fucking way imaginable. There was not a hole left unused. She was absolutely filthy. She told me the most personal fantasies she had. It was fucking great. When we finally finished for the night. it actually hit her what she had just done. The regret set in. She said that she couldn’t shoot porn. That everything was a mistake and she was feeling ashamed blah blah blah. I explained that I like my girls ashamed and shame eventually fades away. She was a friggen basket-case. It made me want to fuck her one more time. She eventually apologized and excused herself. That was the last I saw of her. UNTIL TONIGHT.
My buddy’s dumb girlfriend introduced us and I said “You look very familiar.” She tried to sound relaxed and said “I get that a lot.” I decided to let it go for a bit and let her squirm a bit. I eventually was able to tell my friend the whole story during a trip to the bar. he had a good chuckle and then when we got back to the table he got her attention and silently mouthed the words “I KNOW” and her jaw just dropped. She looked over at me and I just smiled and nodded. I think I saw a tear run down her cheek. It was fucking beautiful. At this point I’m pretty fucking loaded so I decided to drive home before it got too late. I made a big deal about saying goodbye to her and then left. I went directly home and jerked off to her renewed shame.
I hope today is as good of a day for me!
Jack
