August 11, 2021
I can't think of a good title cause I'm tired
This is not my bed. This is not my hitachi magic wand.
I have spent more hours watching Playgirl TV erotic entertainment over the last few days than most women will spend watching all year. I've spent more hours writing erotic voice overs then I ever imagined I would, and if I can't find more words for pussy and cock, words like sex, shaft, rod and wetness...then I will have to hang up my erotic writing hat sooner than I should. I'm quickly learning the ins and outs of being on the inside of erotic writing (does that make sense?), but I get bored using the same words, although I really do like saying "my sex." At least I'm seeing new men and women having sex, and I do enjoy a good oral scene, esp. when he goes down on her, but still, after a while, sex is sex is sex. Oh, that makes me so sad to write. Do I really believe my own ears?
I'm about to head out to do a photo shoot for a certain magazine. I'll divulge the details once it's all done, but I'm pretty excited!!! And yes, of course, it has to do with sex. But at least I don't have to watch anyone else having sex today. Unless of course it's watching myself - I do have these great mirrored closets in my new apartment. But the odds of that happening tonight are a big fat ZERO. My boy and I, we seem to be having some space issues in the relationship. More like he wants a lot of it, and I don't want as much. I like sleeping in bed with someone night after night. But it IS a growing process. I mean it's been so long since I've even gotten this far with somebody. I know I should just enjoy the time it's taking to get to the next place. Patience. It is a virtue.
Too bad I have so little of it. Okay, back to positive Jamye now.
(Fade out)
Posted by jamye at August 11, 2021 02:53 PM