How it all started Melisa Jasinski sat on her bed and grumbled. She had not imagined her life to become so un-predictable. Initially her life had looked as if it would be moving along a well-established track and everything would fall in place. But as of last year, everything was much more complicated than she ever thought it would be. It had started so we...
"Wake up Hollywood, we're here!" Chris said. I awoke from my slumber in the car to see the sign "Welcome to Palm Springs". We'd driven through the night in Chris' Jeep Cherokee to an assignment we got at the last minute. Our assignment this time was to shoot photos for Rhianna's new album. Our location would be the deserts of Palm Springs. And we'd be in a...
Chapter 3 2010 continued. We did make love two more times before we napped in each other's arms. We awoke about six o'clock and did our cookout. Anna and Abby each wore one of my t-shirts and nothing else. They took to flashing me their pussies and pulling the shirt tight across their excited breasts to tease me. I didn't keep my hands to myself to their d...
We arrived in Houston 2 days before the kickoff of the Triple Threat Tour starring Beyonce', Rhianna & Tigress. All the performers were there. Our game plan was to check out the Arena and photograph the sound check for Rhianna & Tigress. After that we had an evening to ourselves and all Houston had to offer, whatever that was. Rhianna had a new band backing...
"I'm sorry, Jim," she said, glancing down at her cell phone. "But it's Marcus and I've got to take his call. He might be calling to let me know if I got the part." Her patient husband sighed. Here they were out for a lovely dinner at one of the most exclusive L.A. restaurants, and once again a beautiful evening was going to be ruined. Jim had decided to mak...
I'm not 6'4" or a top notch horseman and I started fifteen or twenty years too late to double for Wayne, Gable, Heston, Mitchum, Peck and Lancaster like Chuck Roberson. I am small, so I lied about my age to fall off Buttermilk dressed as Dale in the late fifties. A dozen years later, I remember the director saying "I don't care if he survives, make him look...
(Author's note: This story is an entry into FAWC (Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge), a collaborative competition among Lit authors. FAWC is not an official contest sponsored by Literotica, and there are no prizes given to the winner. This FAWC was based around the theme of music, with four songs given to choose from. The song that inspired this story was...
Miami Beach, need I say more? Just the words alone evoke a million images from a million dreams. And I was about to live one of them. After the gig shooting "Sunshine Dreamer", we quickly landed another one. The Miami Beach Film Festival was going on and our work with Tigress had us on the guest list not only for their performance, but the festival itself....
Business at East Coast Image started to pick up again. We suddenly got a plum assignment courtesy of Marty O'Brien. As I'd said before, Marty's work with Tigress had made him a major player in the music business seemingly overnight. And he always made sure we were along for the ride. But this time, Chris was having second thoughts about the new assignment we...
Driving Blake's Mustang was the thrill of a lifetime. Well, maybe the second thrill after the obvious. "Where to, Ms. Blake?" I asked. "Your place this time." She replied. "Why not!" I said. We drove back to my hotel. The climbing and winding streets were made for this car. Blake looked so beautiful as the breeze from the window blew through her blonde...