BuckCanucked

As a protestant/secular high school kid when we moved to New York from the west coast I loved the abundant holidays schools would or could close for. The more obscure Jewish holidays, almost weekly Catholic holidays (I first learned about Maudy Thursday) and a spattering of Muslim, Hindi, and other days off, or at least days optional, or days spent learning about the holiday... which were very 'light' days, even in high school.

Do you still draw?

I had to make a presentation about a subject of my choice for Spanish class and I chose my experience modeling. The rote, "Donde esta la biblioteca" became "?!Donde esta tu ropa!?" I've read about medical models as well, who volunteer for hands on physicals, yes, that type of physical. I should ask an old roommate about that, he became a physician.

@Italiano was a congressman back then. "Circle Jerk"

I've inherited my old man's eyebags... he had surgery to correct his eventually not because of vanity (maybe a little) so much as they pulled his lower lids down and dried his eyes. I'm on my way it seems. What OTC creams have worked for you? There are so many on the market and the one I have does nothing. I'd like to put off any surgery as long as possible.

I'm a night owl, but my man, if I'm still there at midnight, I've fallen asleep. 🤣

I think thats a perfectly reasonable take for a desired outcome. But it will take legislative action protecting artists in all fields against abuse and especially AI (as the recent Hollywood strike revealed).

I'm reading the Boys In the Boat online so of course the algo pushed this photo of a 1930s Yalies crew to me in a social feed, unsolicited. I've added a snippet from the book as well. Taken together, I have a new sports interest...

I've heard lines develop, when should I get there to get in and explore before the crowd?

Odd take. Its not a monopoly. You can't gouge prices when there's a number of alternatives. But even if so, you're suggesting they gouge studios instead, so you can more easily afford them? Further, unless you've a strong following as this guy has, demanding more from studios ain't gonna happen. Horny young people for whom a $500 scene is month-, if not life-, changing money, will always be available. Also... one and done... when I was consulting, if somebody wanted an hour of my time, they paid $650. If they needed a project done or were going to retain me for several weeks, that rate would fall as low as $180 an hour. Studios can and do rehire performers for additional work. Same concept.

Something I've not seen mentioned here except perhaps implied by @BenjaminNicholas is the provider's perspective. If he has a successful OF and porn "brand" he gets to be exceptionally picky about who he sleeps with - likely even with the studios. Translating that to escort work, I'd charge what I could to pick the best clients, and short of asking for photos and a health screening, a high rate would attract (not always, my point is not absolute) a likewise discerning atypical client. A bad movie loaded with star power with a similar theme is the 90s flick "An Indecent Proposal".

Have a lovely evening in, and then have him paint your house.

Yup, this looks like my body in college. Would have given my last dime to have had 20 more pounds on my frame at the time. Today I've added 40 to it. Ah, glories of aging.

Your poster modeling job reminded me that I was late 20s having dinner on the patio of a casual mexican place when a male stripper performed for a bachelorette party. It must have been late because I was just a witness at another table with a buddy and AFAIK no kids around. (Not a private room, weirdly.) No big "sexy cop" reveal or anything, I don't recall even noticing his entrance until the girls started screaming. Some gyrations in a speedo for a couple minutes and then what appeared to be his chaparone (a guy his age that sat away from the action and seemed annoyed) gave him a robe. I mention it because at the end he made a loud show of the fact that he was a model in a college issue of Playgirl, passed it around, and presented the bride with a signed copy. I remember he was very full of himself and faked humility but in my memory had no particular right to be so proud..., but maybe that was my jealousy that he a, was in Playgirl, and b, got damn near naked in the middle of a restaurant. It's a weird circumstance but that's the way I remember it. Besides, if it weren't out in the open, how did I ever see it? The 90s, man. I wish I'd have been more aggressive with continuing my model work when my hair had color and my skin was taut but by then I was "building a career".