I had a call this afternoon from the director of the porn shoot I did a little while ago - you know, the one where I refused to swallow and nearly messed the shoot up (is that a pun? lol!). Anyway, he had said he would be in touch to give me more work, but I hadn't been holding my breath. Then out of the blue he rang.
The strange thing is, he didn't want to talk about me making another film for him. He said it would be nice if we met up for a drink soon.
Now I'm no mug when it comes to fellas. An invitation for a drink could be just his excuse to get into my panties. But there again, I could do with some more film work. It's difficult. I didn't want to push too much by asking lots of questions and perhaps ruin my chances for work, but I did say I would have to check my diary, to find a day when I wasn't going out anywhere with my boyfriend, and I hope he took the hint from that.
But fellas don't always take the hint, do they?
So I've arranged to meet him for a lunchtime drink on Tuesday. I'm in London doing some modelling work that afternoon, so I won't be able to stay too long. And I'll see what comes of that, so to speak! But I'm still a little curious about what to expect.
Never mind, must get off the computer and go and cuddle my nice warm man now. See ya!
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