April: C-16

Inquisitor,

I admit it. This one was not your fault. Except perhaps by virtue of the sort of people you will employ.

So I was shlepping down the hallway, all dejected and out of it because the ring-a-ding little biscuit I had schedualed for my next photoshoot had to cancel due to night terrors or some sort of panic attack or councilling or some applesauce like that.

And I see this guy coming the other way, all in armor like a big shot stormtrooper, except this guy is like, MY height and he's kinda hook nosed and has this mean sneer about him. He looks like he's had a rough day, and he's got this big sort of back pack and hose thing with him, like the sort they use to clean tanks, unfortunately I spend too long looking at him and he waves me down.

He asks if I'm the guy making the calender and I say that yeah I am, and sure enough he starts on about how the calender should also include some pin-ups of hunky men like him.

Now, even if I were so inclined, this guy would be my last choice, so I tell him flat out that he's not pin up material. I figure there's no sense in leading him on, right? And after a tense half-second it turns out he was joking anyway.

He then assures me that he can find me a willing substitute for 'April' and he'll lead me to room with a real tamale in. Sounds great, right?

No sooner am I through the door when I hear it close and lock behind me. I go to turn, but I don't because I know, somehow that there is someone else in this room.

I look up, and there's this...wild creature. Her hair matted around her body, glistening with a mixture of water and furious, primal sweat. Poised and waiting to pounce. A low growl emitting from her clenched teeth.

Now, don't get me wrong. I was scared. This girl here looked like she wanted to eat me for breakfast bones and all, or at the very least play me like and accordian, and her scars and rippling musle made me all to aware that she could do just that. But you know, part of me wanted to pounce back. She had this...energy that I could help but find...

Well, anyway, I figured watching her shimmy her shoulders like a panther that I might as well die doing what I loved and I snapped a pict.

Turns out the sound was what eventually set her off and before I know it, I'm head to concrete with her legs around my body (not as good as it sounds, keep reading) and her hands around my neck (told ya) and she is shrieking or barking this weird language at me. I don't know what it is, but think I got the general premise.

Then, just as she skitters me across the room and gets ready to pounce a second time, this guy forces the door open and tackles her in place and starts yelling back to her in the same language and they roll all around the place exchaning blows until he eventually fights her to a standstill and after a few more words she concedes.

He gives her his jacket and guides her from the room.

I'm still just lying there, dizzy. Trying to figure out what just happened, when he helps me up off the ground and asks very politely if I'm alright. I tell him yes and he tells me I'm a good man.

Now, as I said- I'm not in to dudes but at that moment I loved that man. Maybe it was his faultlessly cool manner, maybe it was the way he saved my life, maybe it was his awesome mustache. Who knows?

But I'm willing to take photos of dudes if he's one of them.

Sorry for the photo being late, incidently. Did somewhat get my head kicked in.


For the love of Emp, let the next one be the easy.