Reality Porn Star

I think I've been to supermarkets more than 1000 times in 35 years since I was 20 years old, but three years ago that day was the most revolutionary and life-changing day of my life. There are no life-changing events in the supermarket.

As always, I went to the nearest Publix supermarket. It was full, the lines were long and there weren't enough cash registers open. I was wondering if patients would often be lined up in a similar line in the waiting room of my office, but the retirement of the GP office ended that time. I had many reasons. The main reason was that I lost the spark of life.

Eddie has been the igniter of my life for a little over 30 years ... and she died. With everything I knew about medicine and everything her hospital colleagues knew, they couldn't save her. Autoimmune disease is a bitch. What she contracted was fatal. It lasted only two weeks from the outbreak to death.

I was devastated. I failed in my job. All I could think of was my loss and how I needed to overcome the cycle of sadness and move on to acceptance and recover in order to continue my life. I thought so for a year.

Friends Eddie and I tried to bring ourselves back to the country where we live. I literally worked until parting or spent the winter at home to avoid the excuse of social contact. I lost trust. I lost the love of my life. To be honest, I cried a lot.

In the life of a hermit, I found sexual relief through pornography. It's not embarrassing to watch another video and masturbate. I developed some favorites among female actresses in the film, dreaming and daydreaming about longer and stronger relationships with them. In search of love, I imagined a love affair with some people.

And I was in the Publix supermarket for a week to shop. At least I ate better than the first 6 months after I lost.

The young woman in front of me had long blonde hair with contrasting strands in the middle of her back and a half-full shopping cart with carefully selected groceries. They all turned out to be immortal. She wore a band T-shirt, discreet shorts, a sockless trainer, and tattooed sleeves on her left arm. There were also some tattoos on her legs.

I was speechless when she came to see me. The young woman was Jasmine Jane, one of my favorites on the internet. She smiled at me.

We can all act impulsively. From time to time, we exploded with words that we wish we could get back quickly. These words can be hurtful, expressive, and can change the course of history.

"Jasmine, I love your work," he vaguely said.

She looked surprised and saw me twice. Yes, I'm middle-aged, but I'm not sick and I lost £ 25 after Eddie died. Seizures due to alcohol increased again, but they stopped. Modestly, I started training again.

Jasmine frowned and said softly. "I think you are a perv. This is your best conversation." I shook my head. "No. I love you. What you do is of little importance to me. I've seen how expressive you are ... and ... well ... "Finally, I was ashamed of her and me. I'm sorry," she said quietly.

Jasmine groaned a little and turned her back on me. It surprised me that she was in Sarasota, Florida, but we all have to live somewhere. Her shopping cart proved that she lived nearby or what friend bought it.

She put what she bought on a treadmill and successfully avoided eye contact with me. I saw every move of her. She was graceful yet efficient. I was impressed with their various foods. They were almost healthy. Tampons showed the appearance of women. Shampoo taught me how to take care of her beautiful hair.

She died suddenly after paying cash for each penny, but when the clerk started buying on the treadmill, I finally looked back on myself. She couldn't take her eyes off her. I'm a good boy and I brought a permanent bag to the store to avoid plastic bags. I sighed and gave up Jasmine. I'm really grateful to see her once in my life.

Minutes later, I was pushing a cart with a bag out of the store into the parking lot. I opened the tailgate of the SUV and started putting the bag inside.

A female voice requested from a distance of 2 meters. Please tell me the reason. The voice was on the verge of hostility.

Looking back, Jasmine put her hand on her hips and had a challenging look on her face. Her big sunglasses were pushed up through her hair, so I could see her eyes, narrowing her slits into angry slits and staring at me.

I spoke carefully. "Jasmine, my name is Doc Carter. I am trained to observe people and put people of all ages under them. I watched a lot of your videos and recorded a lot about you in the process, but I don't think you intend to see and learn about you from your viewers. Of course, I could be wrong too. It depends on how good the actress is.

"I think you're a compassionate person working on some of the personal issues that are causing stress in your life. These simple things because in some situations you may frown or flinch. I think the problem of money is partially exceeded, but I'm not in love. I don't think you have a serious relationship, but it may be an outdated opinion based on the group of videos you last joined.

"I sometimes noticed violent independence and racial attitudes, but none. I don't think you're usually in conflict. Perhaps this situation proves I'm wrong. I both made gestures and tried to show a gentle smile.

"You are flexible, adaptable to different situations, friendly, good at conversation, insisting on respect and respect for others, and being treated fairly and equitably in erotic and sexual situations.

Jasmine was silent, but listened carefully while I was speaking. Instead of continuing, he finally shut up. After a brief silence, she said, "And do you get all this from seeing me having sex with a guy in a porn movie?"

nodded. "There are few options in this part of my life. Thank you for joining me. It's embarrassing to admit it."

"But you said you love me. Do you really love my job? "

" I love you and I love your job. They are different. There was a patient who loved me because I healed them and healed their children. My wife loved me because I was that kind of person. Can you see the difference? "

Jasmine mysteriously asked." Did you use the past tense? Did you get divorced? "

" No. Eddie died about 16 months ago. No one could save her.

"Oh, dear. I'm sorry.

"Death is a part of life. I'm still trying to move on, but it doesn't work that well." My voice was silent.

"And is pornography part of your prescription?" She laughed and teased.

"Yes, I think. I have a need." I hesitated, "You are very pretty personally." "Thank you." She looked at my car, my car, and me. I did. "Put what you bought in your car and buy coffee at Starbucks." It was one of the coffee shops about 60 meters away. She turned around and went to Starbucks. I took her offer seriously.

"Of course," I said to her with her back and laughed a lot.

Three hours after her, drinking another four cups of coffee, I asked her, "May I buy a supper?"

Jasmine smiled. "Yes, pleased. You need to take what you bought home. What was supposed to be cold is now probably warm. Can you meet somewhere? "Confused I said, "I'm ready to please you. Any restaurant and dish on the menu." I realize how old-fashioned that sounds, but it's too late to back down.

She touched my arm, "How about downtown Patrick in an hour. I'll meet you there. I'll wait outside." Don't make me wait.

We met, ate, and sat in the restaurant until the butler suggested we pay and moved our pleasant conversation to another location so they could close. the venue was called Mattison's and had a table as far away from the live band as possible so we could keep chatting and getting along. situation. Around eleven o'clock, the group released a hot dance and Jasmine couldn't resist; She took my hand and pulled me up and onto the dance floor. I haven't danced with too much energy in years, and I've made it a point to do more with my coin for the value of the exercise. At least I exercised, and it helped me figure out this jump number and two jumps faster.

The fourth dance number is at the other extreme, a slow and romantic number. Jasmine melted in my arms, nestled her head against my shoulder, and began to sway to the slow beat of the music. I was quite impressed with her at the time, so I accepted to do the whole scene. I fell in love with her even more when I hugged her so close.

At midnight when the restaurantbar closed down I doubt there was any corner of either of our lives that we hadn't touched on. We'd explored many in depth.

Jasmine confessed that her 'real' name was Jasmine Hanson and not Jasmine Jane, but that she answered to both because her 'new' name had been used so frequently over the past five years. She was twentyfour.

More interesting to me was that she liked working in the adult film business. Salary is not denied, little education is required, and she is good at what she does and knows it is evident in the videos. That said, she still needs another job to supplement what she's paid for in porn.

I explain that I am actually Robert Carter, MD and GP, retired. I told him I chose the moniker "Doctor" during my residency when the nurses needed a way to separate the five of us from the medical staff, all of whom had the same name. I tried to summarize my thirty-year career in a few paragraphs, but she motivated me by questioning what I did, for whom, and when.

She told me how her clumsy film career and odd jobs got her into porn, how she was then "discovered" and then produced. produced more than a hundred films and several hundred short films. She recently traveled to Florida from the West Coast to "shift gears" and talk to the university about scholarships or on-campus jobs to supplement income. She has said that she is now more serious about getting her degree and wants to pursue a career in nursing. She has landed a temporary job as a waitress but has yet to start; I know this place and it's a dive. I told him then. She doesn't expect to hear from the university for six to eight weeks.

I talked about Edie, my late wife, trying to quit many times, but Jasmine continued the discussion for several hours. Honestly, it has a healing effect. I never told anyone about my memories of Edie. I talk about my two sons and how proud I am of them. They went to college, graduated, got married and had stable jobs. Both are newly married.

Jasmine shared her 'West Coast Experience' and what she likes and doesn't like. I'm not surprised that she enjoyed most of the sex scenes and filming. I will have. Edie will do it. We've never done anything crazy sexually, but I've always thought it was more a lack of opportunity than a lack of motivation. I told Jasmine that, and she smiled and nodded in agreement. "I've had a lot of opportunities," she added.