Beautiful Morning…

March 30th, 2016

It’s a beautiful sunny Tuesday morning and I am sitting in a sea of cars, surrounded by bumper-to-bumper traffic. I’m on the 101 freeway in San Fernando Valley, driving to Malibu on my way to work. I am listening to my standard random mix of Frank Sinatra & Biggie Smalls while I smoke a cigarette. I look around, deep in curious thought about all the other people in traffic with me. As I feel the warm sun and watch the smoke from my cigarette rise, I’m wondering, “Where are they all going? What do they all do for a living?” My devilish smile appears on my face as I tell myself; none of them were going where I was going, or going to do what I was going to do.

After about 90 minutes of solid daydreaming in traffic, I’m finally heading off the freeway. My navigation directs me blindly and perfectly through beautiful neighborhoods filled with exotic landscaping and incredible views. I relish in the moment of the sense of adventure I feel as I discover a new area. Without my navigation, I have no idea where I am, and neither did anyone else for that matter. It is a secret that was a sense of freedom for me.

As I pull though the last couple of streets, I’m curiously thinking “I wonder if anyone knows what we are doing in their neighborhood today?” There is a little deviant side of me that finds the mystery of it all exhilarating. As I pull into the driveway I say to myself, “I still can’t believe this is my job!”

As I walk into the location and wander around the house noticing every little detail, I wonder just why whoever lives here, wants strangers having sex in their beautiful home? “Well since they do,” I say to myself, “I am going to do just that and I am going to love every minute of it.”

I walk into a large room upstairs with a wall of windows that are all open to a magnificent view of the ocean. The director and his crew are in the room next door setting up their equipment and they hear me enter the room. “I love it,” I said to the director. “Photos by the window with the ocean in the background?” He smiled and said “Yes, and for the scene we can move the couch in front of the window and leave it open.” I am even more excited than I was when I pulled in the driveway. I love having sex outside, and this is the next best thing. I already know there will be moments during my sex scene where I will be in the moment and sneak a peak at the ocean, falling even deeper into my fantasy.

Everyone and anyone in the business who knows me, knows that I have an incredible sense of detail. The sexier my surroundings are, the sexier I feel, and that is an indisputable fact. I bring in my wardrobe and pull out a couple sexy new things I have wanted to wear and I carry them around the room. I imagined what the different lighting would look like as time passed during the day, I studied the surrounding colors as I match my wardrobe eloquently with the set. I’m lost in thought again, thinking I’m in a beautiful house that isn’t even mine, and I am about to have sex with someone that isn’t even my boyfriend! Again, the devilish smile appears and I am fueled with sexual energy to start the day. I set up my iPad so my music is playing and the conversation with myself becomes more soothing and seductive. I begin to get ready, putting on my lingerie, slowly, one piece at a time. As I pull up my stockings and attach them to my garter belt, I have a familiar conversation with myself. I know I am selling sex, but my goal for the day, and every day on set, is to sell sexy as well.

Sexy comes to me thinking of every detail my viewer likes and wants. I easily fall into the moment. My final steps are applying my last touch of lotion, enough accessories that I am dripping in jewelry and a very sexy pair of shoes. I walk into the beautiful sunlit room where I can already feel the ocean breeze caressing my skin. It’s so intoxicating I instantly forget I am there to fulfill your fantasies because I am already so lost in my own.


This piece was published by The Stashed March 30, 2016