The day after...

The play date with K was amazing. I got to do a lot of things that I've been wanting to try and experience, as well as put the toys to some use finally.

I'm not going to give a play by play of the evening, but I got to use my metal butt plug finally, my anal hook as a vaginal hook, my hitachi wand, and all my striking toys as well as very nearly shoving my fist in her pussy.

It was a bit more sex play than dominance play, but I had her kneel while I inspected her and commanded her into various positions.

It was during this play date that I realized that I still have a long way to go on my fitness regime to get to where I want to be. One of the major things I want do work on is my sexual prowess. I'm still not satisfied with my performance to date, but bear in mind that I'm comparing myself to the Porn stars ten years younger than me (Ye gods am I that old!?) and they have never fought to bring their bodies back under control.

K said I did an amazing job and I don't doubt that I did, but I know I can do better.

By the way; Rockhard Weekend has lost it's potency. I tried it almost 8 months ago and it worked like viagra on steroids, then they changed the formula for some unknown and unacknowledged reason and now it doesn't do shit.

I know this because I have both purchased a bottle of the blue and white pills directly from the manufacturer after they stopped selling in the store and I found a guy who still had a supply of the old stuff.

Took the new pill and waited the requisite 72 hours and I noticed no difference, but when I took the old pill, well, let's just say that I was a little embarrassed to be walking around all the time.

I know that as I lose the weight and rebuild my muscle mass then I'm going to perform better in bed. I'm just being impatient for it.

I spoke to S about M the other day, nothing new there, so I'm not going to worry about it.

L never showed up for the meeting, and she isn't responding to my texts. I may have to go and see her and try to get a direct answer out of her about the modeling and the meetings.

On the actual dating front, I'm still just flirting with women around the town. I want to find another job before I really start going on dates and trying to build a relationship.

I still feel big.

By the way; I love feedback. I thrive on it. Give my your thoughts and suggestions or whatever.

Pink Tape for a pretty girl.

I ended up asking S to let me shoot her for my portfolio and to allow me to begin anew with my photography career and to provide a base for my studio.

She said yes and we followed through with that agreement on Mother's day.

Being a single kinkster does have certain advantages, mainly in that I don't have to worry about potential jealousy. I got my space ready for company and grabbed all the appropriate equipment and headed down to where S was staying.

When I walked in the door, S was ready to go. She was bringing an escort, J, with her for her own reasons. Many photographers don't like the models having an escort for a myriad of reasons. Often times because there was a bad experience with an escort in the past. An escort is somebody that the model brings for their own sense of security, at least that's the intent.

Escorts can go wrong in so many ways, you can get the 'tell me what you're doing' guys, the 'self appointed white knight protector of the virtue' guy, or the 'touch everything oh that just fell' guy.

I don't have an issue with escorts. I just demand a few moments with both the model and the escort before anything else goes on and lay out the rules. The model's comfort level is the ultimate priority at my shoots, if they aren't comfortable then the images aren't going to work, not the escort's. So if the model isn't crying foul, then stay quiet.

If an escort has an idea, then I'm open to it.

And then I go about and talk about the limits I have with the model with the escort right there. That way they have a very clear un

derstanding about what I'm going to be doing with the model.

If the escort objects; then one of two options is available. The escort can leave and not come back, or the shoot is over and I thank them for their time.

Luckily, my terms and limits were acceptable to both S and J.

We shot all over the city. But it was when we got back to my space that things really clicked and went into high gear.

At one point, S's grandmother called during the shoot and instead of pausing and waiting for her to finish her conversation, I plowed on as quietly as possible. That was some fun right there.

If S ever wants to be a fetish model. or a bondage model, or just a regular model, then I will be happy to promote that career.

We ended up talking about M and they were just commenting that M would be all over me in a hot minute if she knew about my kinky side. Buddy, let me tell you that if things work out the way I would like them too... I'll be grinning so big that they'll be able to see it from space.

With that being said; I refuse to get excited about that idea, M and me getting together, because it isn't as likely as I would like it too be.

I cheated on my diet tonight. I got one of my favorite hamburgers from Jack in the Box and I wasn't as happy with the taste of the damn thing as I used to be. I've actually got myself enjoying salads and chicken more than I do hamburgers.

I'm not going to be doing that anymore. ick.

I guess that the next thing on my agenda is to get another job or source of income.

I'm working on the name of my new media company. I've tried Taboo Designs, but that's taken. No Regrets Media; taken.

I'll have to sleep on it.

Tonight I go to bed with a smile on my face with the knowledge of a damn good job done well.

Edit: Google Adsense doesn't like my images. Thus I feel like they're attempting to censor me. So I'm going to let them go.