Once we finally finished with the traditional media for the day, we drove to Canoga Park in the San Fernando Valley, where
“Last weekend, four cars were stolen, and seven others were broken into within a ten-block radius of here. On top of that, someone got robbed.”
“Back home, you wouldn’t see that much crime in a year,” I observed.
“Just don’t leave anything in the car and be aware of your surroundings. We should be fine,” Frank said.
I’d found that to be good advice whenever I found myself in a bigger city.
The group of teens seemed interested in us until the paparazzi showed up. A group of about ten had been following me today.
“Any chance for some nude shots?” one of the paparazzi called out.
He must have figured out they shot the nude vlog here.
“The night is young,” I shot back.
Frank grabbed my arm and hustled me into the apartment building. He didn’t want me feeding the local wildlife, as he called the vultures who made a living off people in the entertainment industry.
Frank led us to the apartment and knocked on the door. Lux answered it in a silk robe. I had a flash that this must be what it was like if you dropped by a hooker’s house for an appointment.
“Oh, wow! It looks like I’m outnumbered,” Lux said when she saw everyone with me.
We walked into a tiny one-bedroom apartment with all the furniture pushed to one side to accommodate her ‘set.’ It consisted of a tripod with a small video camera, sheets tacked to the wall, and two chairs.
With the five of us crowded in the room, Lux started to look a little nervous.
“Should I strip off here or …?” I asked.
“Oh … yeah … about that. You can’t actually be fully naked on my social media feeds. They have rules against that,” Lux explained.
I turned my attention to her and smiled when she handed me a little bag. I peeked in and found a penis pouch. In the movies, men wore this sort of thing when doing a love scene that called for nudity. It basically had a sack for the twins and a one-finger glove for Mr. Happy. I chuckled when I read the tag:
“That was all they had in stock at the adult bookstore when I stopped there today,” Lux explained.
She sent me off to put on my wardrobe while she and Frank put their heads together to plan the vlog.
Everyone seemed disappointed when I came out in my boxers and a t-shirt. They expected me to prance around in my penis pouch before going on air. I might be naïve sometimes, but even I knew better than that. I wouldn’t put it past Scarlet and Lexi to snap some pics if I did.
Though I wouldn’t blame them because when I looked at myself in the mirror, I cringed. It would have been almost as bad if Lux had given me little-boy superhero underwear to put on. I couldn’t imagine anything more embarrassing than wearing a cartoon-character penis pouch.
Then I found another problem: Lux either didn’t realize that they came in different sizes like condoms, or she really only had the one choice. Let’s just say that it fit as well as little-boy superhero underwear would have. If Mr. Happy decided to come out and play, the situation would get uncomfortable in a hurry.
“We about ready?” I asked.
“Give me a minute while I turn on the camera and make sure it’s recording,” Lux said.
Frank showed me which chair was mine. He blocked the view as I shucked my boxers and took off my t-shirt.
“Any last words of advice?” I asked.
“Just be yourself.”
I did a quick double-take because the Frank I knew wanted to control my talking points. Lux seemed satisfied that her equipment was working properly and joined me on set. She lost her robe, and I smiled.
First, her body was spectacular. Lux wore flesh-colored pasties to cover her areolas and nipples, but opted to go free-range down below. I noticed that Frank couldn’t take his eyes off her. It looked like my guy had a crush.
“I’m going to count down from three and then wait ten seconds before I say anything. That’s to allow time for the intro music I’ll add later,” Lux explained. Then she started her countdown.
I quickly figured out that we weren’t really ‘live’ like I’d assumed. That made me happy because it meant that if I said anything too ridiculous, Frank would get her to delete it.
“We have a real celebrity with us today,” Lux said, becoming animated. “David A. Dawson, the Academy Award-nominated actor, decided to finally—finally—join me on
“Finally?”
“My people have asked you several times to be on, but you kept dodging me. I guess you must be scared of the hard-hitting questions I might ask you,” she teased.
