After the Calling

This? Is a ramble.

Okay, so I know I said there was only one more update to this chapter, but I had to break it in half. I took so many pictures, it would have been massive. And I promised no more torture, so there will be a Part XI B sometime next week (not to mention this will help me keep from using words like “hiatus” for at least another few days).

I had some real problems getting through these shots. Not like last time, where I was just a technical failure at life, and took a billion technically failing at life shots that just wasted time. This time the problem is that… well, to say that this update has sexual themes is like saying Burt Reynolds is hairy. For those of you who do not know who Burt Reynolds is, he’s a very hairy man.

Somewhere between the time I took photos for this update, and this weekend, I became a massive prude, and I’m trying to balance my feelings of awkwardness with my feelings of triumph over pose boxes. So far the awkward is winning, but all in all, I made a somewhat believable love scene and I’m on the fence about discarding it.  It’s not at all illicit. Despite the unintentional similarity of my title and that of a particular vampire smut fiction series, I’ve yet to go the way of the airport novel. And I controlled nudity much more than I did in Part X, but I’m still a little iffy.

Being that I make a living bottling/boxing/plastic wrapping sex and shipping it across the world, you would think I’d be a little more at ease with this. But its one thing to negotiate with British porn stars (which is hilarious). It’s another thing to see your brain child growing up to be a massage parlor prostitute (AtC is such a slut bag). It’s an entirely different thing to pose shots, and then actually see the manifestation of something like this in the resulting pictures (pffffttt).

I KNOW that there are 18+ pose boxes out there, and other stories that have sexually charged themes, but 1) I have yet to see anyone use these pose boxes, 2) I don’t use pose boxes at all which means that I was actively, purposefully creating this anxiety attack, 3) other stories are rarely accompanied with real deal shots, and 4) in terms of posing this one… well, I’ll say I did a good job, which, in any other situation, would be awesome. In this situation, it’s just weird.

So, I leave it to you… for now. I might pansy out and delete this by the end of the day. :O

That said… this is my favorite update so far (HA!), and of the less scandalous pics, I have a lot of favs that I couldn’t fit in context, or just had nothing to do with anything and I wonder why I even took them. I’ll do an outtake dump later before I completely flake out. Consider yourself overwarned. Now I have to go to work and have a conference call with one of Europe’s biggest wholesalers of dildos. Because I totally need that at 8 in the morning while I’m arguing with myself over the story merits of sexuality. Totally need that.

Done rambling.