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"Hey, sleepyhead," Charlotte said, smiling over at me. "You look like you had a rough night."

She was sitting at her desk, brushing her long golden hair. She had already showered and was dressed for the day. I felt lazy and well-fucked, and wanted nothing more than to lay in bed all day, but I forced myself to get up.

"Rough? No. It was the best night of my life—ever. No exaggeration."

"It gets better," she said. "I promise. Now go take a shower so I can give a nice good morning blow-job to the man I love."

I flopped back down onto the bed in ecstasy.

"I'm in heaven!" I said. "I swear to god!"

"You are heaven," Charlotte corrected me.

Then she turned back to the mirror and made kissy faces at herself, applying lipstick.

"You're gorgeous," I told her. "My beautiful gorgeous girlfriend."

"Thanks," she said. "Now scoot!"

I grinned, and ran out the door to head for the shower.

We ate a hearty breakfast, and I invited Charlotte over to meet my mom. We had the whole afternoon to kill before our meeting with Sheila, so there was no hurry. I did phone my mom and tell her the good news—Charlotte and I had officially tied the unofficial knot, dating. She told me she was happy for us, but there was a tone of reservation in her voice that suggestion she thought it was perhaps going a little too fast. I told her Charlotte would be over later to meet her, and she would see for herself how wonderful she is.

After that, Charlotte gave me a tour of the basement. It was huge!

There was a full gym with weights and treadmills and all sorts of exercise equipment in one corner. There was a Jacuzzi, a pool table, and a fully-stocked bar. There was a full home theater set-up with a giant screen TV, surrounded by three full-length couches. Then of course there was a bed in the far corner, set in front of a false window, with a dresser beside it. The bed was surrounded by cameras, cables, and light stands.

"This is where the sex scenes take place?" I said, picturing myself fucking Charlotte on that bed.

"The sex scenes take place everywhere, all over the house, even in the back yard if the weather's right. We've got a pool back there."

"I might have guessed."

"Come on. I'll show you the studio."

She took me to a heavy, sound-proof door and tugged it open with two hands. Inside was a whole mess of electronic equipment. There were monitors, mixing boards, synthesizers, computer keyboards, and speakers all over the place. Behind that was another door, this one leading into an audio recording studio with a rather expensive-looking microphone dangling from a boom stand. There was a video monitor hanging from the ceiling in one corner.

"This is where the voice-overs are done," Charlotte said. She stepped up to the microphone, pulled a pair of headphones on, and began making the most gorgeous fuck faces and noises I'd ever heard, other than during actual sex that is.

"Uh! Ooh. Fuck me, baby. Deeper! Yes! Oh, your cock feels so good inside me. Oh gawd!"

She trailed off into panting and moaning and if I would have closed my eyes right then I would have sworn she was getting fucked by somebody. It was downright inspiring.

"That, my dear, is why you love me so damn much," she announced.

I was a little too dazed to formulate a reply, so I just nodded stupidly in agreement. She let out that gorgeous little half-giggle I loved so much and then we left.

We entered the house and mom met us in the hallway.

"So this is Charlotte."

"Yes. Hello, Mrs. Mitchell. I just wanted to tell you that you have the most wonderful son in the world."

Mom and I laughed at that. We laughed because that's what mom herself always told me whenever I'd done something to make her proud. Charlotte had somehow fluked it, and it came across as incredibly charming.

"I can see I'm gonna like this one," mom said. She took Charlotte's arm and led her into the house.

I followed them around from room to room and listened to them chatting away like old friends. I felt incredibly proud of both my mom and Charlotte. They were both so cool, and they seemed to get along famously, playing off each other with quips and giggles that filled the house with feminine magic.

"What do your parents do, Charlotte?"

"They're in the movie business. My dad's a producer, and my mom's an actress. They're quite successful."

"My, my. That sounds exciting. Are you planning on taking up acting one day?"

"I doubt it. I'd think I'd rather get into the travel industry, helping people see the world."

"That would be wonderful. I've always wanted to travel."

The conversation went on like that, but I lost focus on it. I was sitting there staring blatantly at Charlotte's beautiful ass, filling up with lust for her. I wondered if I could sneak a quick one in with her while my mom was in another room. I needed it bad all the sudden.

"What kind of movies do your parents make?" mom asked.

Without batting an eyelash Charlotte answered, "Oh, they make adult films. It's a huge industry."

A thick heavy silence descended on the room, as my mom tried to figure out if Charlotte was joking. I coughed, almost spitting out the cracker I'd been eating.

"Adult films?" mom asked.

"Yes. I don't usually tell people about it, but with Anthony and I dating now, I'm sure you would have found out eventually."

I cringed.

"I see..." mom said. "So you're saying they make pornographic movies and such?"

"Some of them are. Some of them are more classy stuff. It's nothing perverted, don't worry."

Charlotte was being so nonchalant about it, but mom was obviously stricken with shock and horror that her son was dating the daughter of a porn producer and actress. For the first time I actually thought that Charlotte had done something really dumb.

She looked from me to my mom, suddenly feeling a little uneasy.

"You should meet my parents. There's nothing to worry about. You'll see."

"I hope not," mom said.

Oh god. It was all over. I could hear it in her tone of voice. Mom had just lost all the respect she'd had for Charlotte, and now I would be forever caught between them as they battled about the morality of the porn industry. Mom was somewhat old-fashioned as you can guess, not rigidly so, but enough to make the Lawsens' career choice a problem.

"Mom, I know what you're thinking, and I understand how you feel, but just remember that she's the same girl you were getting along so well with a few minutes ago, right?"

"I suppose so," mom replied. "It is a little shocking though, don't you think? I mean I didn't expect people like that to be sending their children to public schools with everyone else."

"Mom!"

Charlotte's brow darkened. She was obviously upset now too, but she said nothing.

"Well I don't mean it like that," mom continued. "I just thought that there were special schools for kids with parents like that ... or something."

"Special schools?" Charlotte asked. She was crossing her arms now, and I was getting even more edgy.

"Well I don't mean special schools. I just mean different schools."

"You're saying I'm not good enough to go to school with your son?"

"No, she doesn't mean that. Don't say that, Char. I'm sorry, mom."

"Anthony! Do not apologize for me. I haven't done anything wrong."

Her tone of voice had a bite in it. She was fuming inside. I was cringing more now, definitely caught in the cross-fire.

"He was only trying to be polite," mom said.

"He doesn't need to answer for me, or apologize for me. I stand by my parents. I'm proud of them. I don't care what anybody thinks or says! They are successful. They are decent and honorable people, and they pay their taxes just like everyone else. We don't need anyone looking down on us just because we don't hold to some antiquated notions of morality the religious elite thrust upon the ignorant masses thousands of years ago!"

"Charlotte, let's discuss this another time, shall we? I think we all need to just calm down here for a bit."

"I'm perfectly calm," my mother said.

"So am I," Charlotte answered. And then she walked out.

"Charlotte, wait! Ah, mom, couldn't you just be cool about it?"

"I'm sorry," mom said, but she didn't seem very sorry.

I ran out the door to catch Charlotte. She was halfway down the street before I caught up with her. She didn't stop when I called out to her, so I finally grabbed her arm and spun her around.

"Charlotte, I'm sorry."

She shook my hand off of her arm and kept walking, without even looking at me.

"What for? You didn't do anything."

"I'm sorry my mom has to be an old fuss-pot like that. It's just how she was raised. You could have handled it a little better though, don't you think?"

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I arrived at Sheila’s studio a little early and she greeted me warmly as she had before. “It’s great to work with you again. You were a wonderful model.” I thanked her and smiled. She looked much different this time as she had her hair up in kind of a twist and wore a touch of eye make up as well as a deep pink lip gloss. She looked better than I remembered and was dressed in a short denim skirt and white tank top. It was obvious that she was not wearing a bra, with her nipples quite visible...

Drawing on the Dark Side of the BrainChapter 33 Performing

Ariel wanted permanent paint when I showed her my design. I didn’t think that was a great idea. Her entire body would be covered, including face and hair. We finally agreed that from her neck down I would use the acrylic paint but above it would be watercolor. I promised she would still look like my sex doll. I was thankful she was willing to do the acrylic. And thankful she was a small girl. It was going to take us days to finish this project. I thought how in my initial interview the...

I had been a nude model for life drawing

I had been a nude model for life drawing and painting classes for a long time, posing for classes on college campuses throughout the area where I lived. I always enjoyed posing in the nude. While it was a sexual turn- on, I was seldom stimulated to the point of getting a hard-on. I always saved that for later, when I was alone and could jack off, remembering the looks in the eyes of the young girls as they stared at my cock. There was one time, however, when I posed at an all-girl college near...

I felt her tongue twisting pulling licking drawing

I woke as the sun light peeked through the blinds above us, I could hear her breathing next to me. Smiling I reached under the covers and lightly touched her bare hip. Her breathing changed only slightly. I was surprised to feel a morning hard but I chalked it up to the three cans of New Red Bull called In-her-gee that I’d had last night. It was said to keep a guy going like Viagra. I supposed that it sufficed for three rounds last night and apparently was still kicking in. As I thought...

Drawing on the Dark Side of the BrainChapter 32 Sex Doll

Having had Thanksgiving weekend off work, I still had to be back on Monday morning. I had progressed far enough in my training that I could open the meat department by myself. Most of the early morning work was stocking the coolers and making sure meat was tagged with special sale prices if it had been on display in a cooler for more than 48 hours. After a holiday weekend, there was little left in the coolers and I needed to move a lot of previously frozen meat out of the meat locker into the...

Two DiariesChapter 9 Drawing Fine Distinctions

Fiona’s diary: Before I went to school, I had breakfast with my parents. They were rather impressed with Amanda, to say the least. After that uncomfortable talk we had, they were happy to see me genuinely interested in someone of substance. Mother saw how much I liked her, though I tried not to show it, and she kept smiling fondly at me, teasing me about my new girlfriend. We weren’t, though; not yet. My parents were very flexible, and didn’t try to control me, but they were awfully...

Drawing on the Dark Side of the BrainChapter 2 Discovering the Dark Side

I’d known Jas most of my life, I guess. We met on a play date at a shopping center. Her mom was almost as weird as mine. I was glad I still had my grandfathers and could act pretty normally with them. Jas only had her mom. Still, we’d seldom been alone together for more than a little while. We’d slipped away from our group once or twice to do a little kissing, but as much as we—and all our friends—talked about sex and looked at each other online, neither of us was particularly experienced...

Drawing on the Dark Side of the BrainChapter 8 What Do We Do Now

“I think I’ll become a stripper,” Kelly said. She held up a flier she’d picked up when we were all wandering around on Sunday. I was just thankful the place was closed until evening. We’d all returned to Granddad’s basement family room except Derek and Dee. They had to go face the parents. It took Kelly about fifteen seconds before she was naked again. “Um ... Kelly? Don’t you have to wear clothes to become a stripper?” Charmaine asked. “Huh?” “Isn’t the idea of stripping tantalizing your...

Drawing on the Dark Side of the BrainChapter 25 A Thief in the Night

“Jett? Could you run me back to the dorm? It’s getting late and I should have left when Eva did,” Mary said. “You can stay if you want to, Mary.” “Yeah. I know. Thank you. I’m ... not really ready for that.” “You know, we’ll never push you to do something you don’t want to do.” “It’s not about wanting. In fact, it is about wanting. This has been a bit of a stressful day. You know?” “If you want to talk about it, we can talk in the car.” Mary said goodbye to everyone and slipped her...

Drawing on the Dark Side of the BrainChapter 43 Flight

There were logistics that needed to be handled at the airport. Warning signs were posted indicating that the wing we were working in may include nude models working on the new mural. There was a red rope pulled across the entrance to our hall and down the left side so people were guided into the performance area but couldn’t come into the area where we were painting or modeling. Char had the primary responsibility of monitoring the entrance so she could warn parents with their children in tow...

Hotel Hearts

Chapter 1 　　 At last winter was over and spring had begun, even though the air still had a small bite of the cold that had hung around longer than normal. I wasn’t here to see it but was told that in only two weeks all of the forest and bushes in Altoona Pennsylvania had turned a deep, healthy green. I had come to Altoona on a work crew working for a Wind Energy Company and quickly fell in love with the lush country side. The work I had come to do sucked but when I was off work I spent most...

Frantic Beating Hearts

She's ultimately a female version of myself, except she's very tiny like my mother. We both have dirty blond hair (mine falls in my eyes, her's falls to her waist), and grey blue eyes. But I know her eyes, delicate and feminine, circled by the black lace of her eyelashes. She's stunning and she knows it too. She's not beautiful in they way a sports illustrated model is with big tits and ass. She's got a tiny body with delicate B cup breasts and a round firm ass atop a set of legs, the...

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