Nowhere

You shake you head.

“I think not. Sorry, gentlemen, it was great to haver had a sneak peak into this business but I don’t think it’s what I want. None of this, as amusing was it was. I’m just not the glamour and limelight type...”

You turn your ass to the “job opportunities” that would have love to exploit it so much. You hesitate for a second – the life of glamour still has a tempting call, but you shake your head; it's not for you. You may enjoy the sex and even the attention this little job brought you, but you don't see yourself in front of hundreds and thousands of people, let alone video watcher whose sole intention is to wank of to you, be it the high class version on a catwalk of the down to earth porn business. You hug your agent and your two co-models – you’ll miss them and your kisses are passionately enough to let them know, grab your clothes and say good bye to the glamour biz.