First Friday of the Month features a flashback to a previous story, sometimes with improvements added. Original Here.
It definitely can be a tough industry. Vital, when done right, but tough.
“Yet now we get berated even when we are doing it right. It’s so much stress and I’ve been thinking it’d be so much easier if I could just do my own thing.”
Like freelance writing?
“Actually, I have a buddy making more in a year doing the fan sites than I ever have in my professional job. And I think I’d like to do that, but I’ve always been a bit on the shy side.”
Well, that’s definitely something I can help you with.
“Yeah Coach? I always overthink things like what other people will think of me if they find out, and it’d be amazing to not have that be a concern anymore. I’ve always prided myself on my intelligence but at this point, I sometimes feel it might be nice to think a bit less in general.
Simply drift down into that nice deep state where it’s so easy to accept these changes that you have wanted deep down. And as you start to enter that nice sleep-like state, you know that deep down you have longed for a life full of glamour and money. You know that you can never achieve that in the news business, and you find any interest in reporting or editing starting to fade away. You’re tired of the long hours and the stress at such a low paycheck. And as you start to think of what else you could do, you realize that you’ve always had a burning desire to be a porn star. You’re already getting so hard at the thought.
Whether it’s starting a fan page on your own or becoming part of Coach’s stable, it just feels so good to let go all inhibitions. Just strip them away, as you also continue to strip off those clothes. The more you remove them, the more you let go of caring about what everyone else thinks. You simply don’t think about it.
You simply find it’s better and better to not think about things in general, for you are becoming a man of action. A man whose brains are draining down into his dick.
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