Love all these. Thanks M-O Mary. I love your many posts and agree with so many of your comments.
Well,,,they say “do something you love and you’ll never work a day in your life”,,,unfortunately this is more play since it doesn’t come with a payday, LOL. I guess it goes without saying my best days are behind me, because being able to get as much black cock as I wanted, whenever I wanted, for 23 years, video taping it and make a couple of grand a month too was when I reached the height of doing something I loved,,,I still get the odd check in the mail every two or three months though from having my stuff on PPV. But let’s be clear, even without the money, nothing beats the actual act of making the content. I’ve had it recently pointed out to me that my numbers were wrong, so I guess I should start clearing that up, I’ve sucked or fucked (give or take a couple), 850 men,,,I thought those were my career numbers, but my hub says that was between ‘85 and ‘95,,,after that we started videoing and basically stopped counting, then I retired in late ‘07,,,not cause I got too old (I looked at it as if I was copying Betty Page (leave my fans with a good memory of me rather than take after Jan B and stay in the public eye way before my “sell by date”. Turned out I still don’t have wrinkles, didn’t get fat, look pretty much the way I always did, except my hair got gray, and when did that ever stop a woman, LOL? The real reason was my hubs health, it was rapidly heading south, one major thing after another, they slit his throat to get to bone spurs on his spine that was paralyzing his left arm, then they thought he had a heart attack, turned out it was his gall bladder so we got rid of that, then the big one, a malignant tumor on his lung,,,which they removed on St. Patrick’s Day (along with 20% of his left lung), we had to wait till November for them to tell him he was finally cancer free,,,next on the agenda is a bypass for his heart. Believe it or not, he was what you’d call a bad ass all his life, part of what attracted me to him, he didn’t only allow me to enjoy this lifestyle, but afforded me the protection to where I could feel comfortable enjoying myself without any fear. Besides all that this was something we enjoyed together, so even if I was in a setting where protection was required, sharing this thing of ours was half the enjoyment, so,,,all good things come to an end. He’s on disability and I still have to work (still to young to collect Social Security), plus I’ve gotta take care of him, guess it’s my turn. But unlike so many others, we spent 23 years in the lifestyle, we’re still together, and in a couple of months will be celebrating our 38th anniversary,,,we laid down our rules, stuck to them cause they were there for a reason, and our formula worked. The main rule was nothing came before our relationship, each of us had equal say, and if one was against something, the other supported them, it has always been him and I against the world.
