| Author: | Thomas Chi | ISBN: | 9781465902252 |
| Publisher: | Thomas Chi | Publication: | December 20, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Thomas Chi |
| ISBN: | 9781465902252 |
| Publisher: | Thomas Chi |
| Publication: | December 20, 2011 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
Selling Sex in Hollywood, first left Colorado for casting in West Hollywood, Los Angeles, California. I had to leave Las Vegas, because of the economy, but the few clients I met there put money up front. Dudes walk in the casino hotel door with cash in hand. So why do film producers in Hollywood act like they have privileges with no strings attached. I ripped a wallet right out of producer's hand to pay myself because he was dicking me around. By the way, what credentials does a person have to have to be a producer? These film gurus calling themselves producers pick girls up at this grocery store called Ralph's on Sunset Blvd. The joke was on me, when I told another producer about the model type girls walking down the bagged bread isles with bikini tops. These runway models stripped down to shop for groceries with bikini tops, tight denim jeans, and Alaskan snow boots, when the heat outside was a high 70. The producer I ran into acted like free sex was protocol in LA, "Girls get notice!" Surely, he must be joking. What do they call the place that changes your oil? Pleasure-Your-Engine?
Selling Sex in Hollywood, first left Colorado for casting in West Hollywood, Los Angeles, California. I had to leave Las Vegas, because of the economy, but the few clients I met there put money up front. Dudes walk in the casino hotel door with cash in hand. So why do film producers in Hollywood act like they have privileges with no strings attached. I ripped a wallet right out of producer's hand to pay myself because he was dicking me around. By the way, what credentials does a person have to have to be a producer? These film gurus calling themselves producers pick girls up at this grocery store called Ralph's on Sunset Blvd. The joke was on me, when I told another producer about the model type girls walking down the bagged bread isles with bikini tops. These runway models stripped down to shop for groceries with bikini tops, tight denim jeans, and Alaskan snow boots, when the heat outside was a high 70. The producer I ran into acted like free sex was protocol in LA, "Girls get notice!" Surely, he must be joking. What do they call the place that changes your oil? Pleasure-Your-Engine?
