My birthday was more exciting and fulfilling than I could have dreamed of. An amazing weekend filled with Dommes, pain, pleasure, and Hollywood.
I had never been to L.A. before and I wanted to be a tourist but I only hung out at a mansion, a five star hotel, and Ripley's Believe It or Not. I got a stellar birthday gift of a room at the Rousevelt Hotel, and no, I didn't see any movie star ghosts. They say this place was haunted but I think they say that about any place that is over 20 years old these days. I hung out pool-side in my underwear with a dirty martini in hand. I got a taste of what it feels like to be a real porn star. It tastes like cup cakes, martinis, and blood... I love the taste of blood.
I drove down to L.A. with my "co-star" Akira we had fun laughing and listening to bad pop-countery stations, my radio only likes a few stations, and eating too many snacks. We were like playfull kids on the way to Disneyland or something, if Disneyland was filled with latex, chains, and sex! I never feel nervous, or I haven't so far, and this time I was looking foward to meeting the crew and April Florez.
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