I’m Kinda Pissed Right Now.

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I’ve been swamped with work lately, and Kimmy’s been blowing up my cell looking for work.

I’m sure you don’t know who Kimmy is, so I’ll introduce you now. Meet Kimmy when I shot her for Spunkmouth; here she is for the JOMG scene I did with her.

So I’m thinking personal assistant. Yea yea yea…laugh all you want, but why not? I’ve known her a couple years now, and she’s kinda cool, she’s intelligent, and she’s looking for work. She really didn’t have any career in porn, so to speak of; she did a few scenes for me – a couple on Spunkmouth, one on JOMG, and one I directed for Blacks On Blondes. She did something once for a site called Johnson’s Journal, but that site doesn’t exist anymore. I met her through Dr. Z, who hooked up with her once a long time ago. The thing that turned me on about Kimmy was how much she loved getting dicked. She doesn’t do much in the way of dirty talking or acting, but once she’s getting her pussy licked or fucked, she loses her mind.

And no, she’s not interested in being in front of a camera anymore, and I respect that.

How cool would it be to have a personal assistant? Well, then I really think about it. People that have personal assistants are just lazy slobs that don’t want to do the menial, daily tasks we take for granted. People who have personal assistants are stuck-up assholes who have more money than they need. People who have personal assistants are way more important than you or me.

But now I wanna be one of those fat, stuck-up assholes.

Problem is I’m can’t afford it. Well, maybe not. Kimmy says she only wants 10 hours a week. She wants $11 an hour. She knows it’s kinda brainless work, but she really wants to work.

“Really?”

“Really!”

I tell her to call me at 9am sharp the next day. We’ll meet at my office, and I’ll go over all the stuff I have to do. She’s really “ready to go!”

And at 9 am my phone rings. Kimmy can’t make it. Excuse this, excuse that.

Now I don’t know what I wanna do. And when you don’t know what to do, don’t do anything at all…

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