4-some, outside, filmed or I want to be loved [Mr TV Director]

In normal circumstances, you would consider a man, who sends you 48 text messages in few hours, to be possessed. But when Mr TV Director did exactly that on Saturday afternoon (the weekend he was leaving for Cuba, remember?) I considered it perfectly alright, taking in the account he was going away for three weeks for work, and obviously he wanted to be remembered! Especially, that we were yet to meet on his return…

The texting plot being that Mr TV Director desperately tries to convince me to forward him my rude photos.

Mr TV Director: Oh good, you have one of those mobile phone devices. That means you can take your own revealing pics to text me. Dan

Beautiful but Grumpy: Oh no, not the rude-picture-beggar again! I'm just about to play some tennis…but then I will be all sweaty and that might inspire me to photograph myself, who knows… But under one condition – write a poem for me!

Mr TV Director: Oh perfect, yes, I like sweaty! Maria Maria have some heart, er, send me a pic as quick as a tick.

BBG: Try harder.

Mr TV Director: Maria, Maria, get your knickers off. Down with the bourgeoisie, oi oi oi. Maria, Maria, get your knickers off. Come and be Volga with me.

BBG: Mmm, don't give up your day job... I know, dedicate your Cuba film to me!

Mr TV Director: Ok it's a deal. The program is dedicated to you.

BBG: Wow, thanks! But you wouldn't be able to tell if I've sent you a photo of my arm but lied that it was my sexy thigh…

Mr TV Director: No, you're right. That would be interesting to put to the test. I would look out for a glimpse of breast, or of knickers.

BBG: I will make sure I leave some underarm hair for your excitement.

Mr TV Director: Oh you're mean. You should have a shave for me. A trim, at least.
And how are you going to disguise your breasts?

BBG: They are small (but firm). I would stand far away so you wouldn't be able to actually see them…

Mr TV Director: Small and firm sounds perfect. (Although naturally I'm large and firm myself…) Who wants big floppy breasts?

BBG: Hmmm. Are you married? You are sexy and intelligent – you must be. Or have you been with a guy before?

Mr TV Director: Married? No, no.
I've stripped off and been watched by a guy. I had a fantasy about showing myself off like that. Exhibitionist I suppose. But not into contact with a guy.

BBG: It's great to have fantasies fulfilled. I had mine come true recently…

Mr TV Director: What were they?

BBG: 4-some, outside, filmed.

Mr TV Director: Oh, cool. Wish I could see it! I'd like to film too. And be filmed, maybe. I've been offered work in porn but didn't do it.

BBG: It wasn't porn as such – my girlfriend shot it on a small photo-camera. It was this summer, on my b/day, in north of Spain. Guys kissed too, which was fun.
You sure you wouldn't want to do that kind of thing involving men too?

Mr TV Director: I don't like the taste and smell of men. Why? Would you like to watch? I've been with a couple but no contact with the guy. And I've had guys watch, touch and taste me. I only like the watching.

Oh no! He was turning into this character from 'Little children', the pervy guy, who you hoped was actually a nice person and just misunderstood by society, but once you gave him trust, he turns out to be a very sick man…

Mr TV Director: Women are just more sexy!

Ah, there is hope! Just to second check I asked…

BBG: Are you sure? Don't you have an ideal when it comes to guys?

Mr TV Director: There was some good-looking mythical young guy. But I think he has a small cock!

Or maybe not…

BBG: Oh, small one would be good to go into my arse – do you have his number because I need him to take my bum-virginity!

Ufff, I was getting angry (and provocative).

Mr TV Director: I'm a virgin in that respect too. Because of women like you who can't take it! Shame. So we want a young Apollo who can fuck us both up the arse in turn! Then you can both suck me together. Hmm.

I've got to stop this - I tell myself - he prefers men!

BBG: This conversation is becoming monotonous.. I better go back to the dinner party.

I cooled off a little and because I actually liked him, I decided to tell him what it was that I wanted.

BBG: The issue is that I want to be loved. And I want everyone (and everything) to be secondary.

Mr TV Director: I know. Of course. I'm just in the mood for enjoying the everything else at the moment.

I wish I knew then, that he really meant that last sentence and I really meant my last note too.

There were few more texts, containing mixture of poetry and pornography, exchanged that evening.

…..

The next morning…

Mr TV Director: Bye Maria! Look forward to catching up soon! x

BBG: According to your text messages you slept with me last night. So... how was it?
Was I any good? :-)

Mr TV Director: Oh Maria, you were great!