Introducing me in the flesh, before I put my skin on
I’m introducing myself at a very apt time in my lifestyle. Once again this year I have been asked to attend a casting for a sexual relationships book published by Dorling Kindersley. You see them every year, new versions of the ‘how to’ guide on sex, aimed at couples that are trying to refresh their sex lives. In my opinion the books never worked for my last relationship – he might as well just have pulled out a load of rubber, or got more into it. Ironic that now I go to castings based on the subject, and will probably end up in one of these books that he resorted to, to try and ’save the relationship’ heehee.
Entertaining myself here, thinking ‘oh! hang on, he’s next gonna buy a book to use on another missus who’s bored of sex – only to see meeEEEEEE!!’ mwahahahaaa. Heh, talk about rubbing his face in it. I LOVE IT! Well, I guess rubber isn’t everybody’s thing, and if it is, you’re kinda screwed if your partner isn’t on the same level.
For me: Rubber shouldn’t be a necessity, but often is. I’m not keen on men, prefer them covered up – all over. Preferably bagged, hooded, gagged. Told to ’shutthef#ckup’ quit whining, and try to please me- not themselves. Doesn’t mean I am a domme, or gay. Just means I have issues to sort out before I can get to a loving relationship with a bit of spice and rubberrrrr. Until I do, I just play in life like the kid I had to grow out of, I hope it entertains you all in the same way it does me in the mean time.
Back to the casting…
Last year my Agency put me forward as a nude model suitable for this line of commercial work. I went, stripped, did my body mugshots, they saw me in the flesh, and I didn’t get the job. Not unusual in modelling to be used to going to to castings and treated like a product of peice of meat. The feedback to the agency was interesting: they were prepared to overlook my tattoos and hence requested my presence for the casting, but only really if they found a fella for me. This is really where the problem lies. (lol – finding me a fella). With commercial work, if you are paired up with a man, HE has to appear in a similar ethnicity to you. SKIN TONE is important (not if you’re in rubber for God’s sake. Funnily enough no one has put together a sex guide based on rubber – I would have bought that hahaha). Only my skin tone, is that of an ethnic mongrel, so there is never a male model to match, well, never in the right time and place unfortunately. This is why sex books, so often put caucasion couples together, or black couples. It is just ‘EASIER’ once they have found the models with the right look, to match them together.
Here’s a hint. If ever you start looking at ’sex guides’ you can bet your relationship is nearly OVER. If she is that bored of sex, getting some photographic ‘how to’, ‘karma sutra’ on positions, ain’t gonna really spice things up. You have already learned and developed and grown together, and then ‘poof’ you pull out the book on back to basics, lets see the positions we can get into. A lady’s really gonna think you’re telling her how to suck eggs. Maybe books have progressed now and I have just burned the possibility of getting just another one off job!. OH WELL!
I tell you what I did. I recommended someone who ‘could’ be partnered up with me for the sexual relationships book, just to increase my chances this time. Like me, he was also ethnic crossbreed lol. The producer was interested in my suggestion and asked for his photos, so I had to do them didn’t I!. Well, rather than give them the bog standard front/back body hands/feet mugshots. I thought I would go really criminal and direct the shoot – sneak rubber into it heehee, give them a HINT for the book. (Which wont make a difference because it IS already written, but hey, I just did my take on it, It’s my rubberly personality shining through.) They wanted to see him in little knickers? I Stuck him in MINE. Now just to sit back and wait if there’s any news 
