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Join Date: May 2001
Location: My network is hosted at TECHIEMEDIA.net ...Wait, you meant where am *I* located at? Oh... okay, I'm in Winnipeg, Canada. Oops. :)
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One of my former models showed up last night
I'd like to say that this was a great experience and that I banged the shit out of her for old time's sake and all that,..... but I can't.
I'll start at the beginning. 3 Years ago I was recruiting actors and models, and referring them to local film-makers and photographers. The day I interviewed Tina she met me at a local restaraunt and she looked amazing. She was robust, tanned, had nice firm boobs and an angellic face that would give even the most descriminating of you horndogs a woody. She had an ass to die for.
One of the producers I was working with at the time was there with me, and met her right away. She got the job of course, and did amazingly well in her scenes in that low-budget production. She had talent and a great look about her. After that shoot she was paid in cash by the producer, and I noticed that this girl had a penchant for partying as soon as she had the money..... as in.... she bought some drugs with it. Well, as long as she never shows up to a shoot high, I have no problem with it.
But she's been smoking crack for over 3 years now, and she showed up at my door last night looking like a frightening skeleton. Her clothes hung on her, and she was pretty much wacked out of her head. The stink of poison was on her, literally, oozing out of her system and permeating the air. I had to get her back outside and out of my house, so I let my dog out and she followed. Once outside I noticed that she arrived in a pickup truck, but there was a guy with her.
I think she was scoping out my place, all the while acting all happy to see me again and hinting that she wanted me to "do" her or something. As if. Once outside I talked to her briefly about what I've been up to, and asked her about her activities.... but I already knew that her whole life revolves around where the next batch of rock is coming from. Anyway, she commented on my new furniture and new computer/camera equipment etc, that I'm quote: "doing well for myself"....... hey, I may be a webmaster hermit, but I'm not fucking stupid.
It just sucks now that someone like her, and her little friend, know where I live. But I'm home a lot, so it will be difficult for anyone to predict when to try and break in. Btw, her and her mom and most of her friends are all welfare people, hardcore long-term welfare people. We are paying for people like her to smoke fucking crack. I can still smell her stink in here and it's 12 hours later.
I've been having thoughts of trying to help her, but all I can think of is to send the vice squad after her. How do you have some professionals just go in and abduct someone like that and put her in a locked-down recovery program? Fuck it, she should have listened to me 2 years ago, that was the last time I saw her before this....I told her to get help, to stop smoking that shit, that she had a future in modelling and acting if she wanted it. I even set up a shoot with her for myself, but she flaked out on that. She just loves being a skidder, a party slut, and yes.... a crack ho.
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