Zoe's Life 08

There we are, I and Mel… Oh well… “El burro siempre por delante…” That’s what my Mexican granny used to say… Sorry, I mean, Mel and I… 

The picture was taken when we were sharing a joint and chit-chatting while the crew was getting ready. Later it was used for the back cover of the video. I was kind of tense at first but the weed worked its magic and was relaxed and content by then. Besides, Mel is so nice and cool that’s easy to chill around her.

It was going to be a lesbian video. Only the two of us. Long sexy scenes of us cuddling, necking and going to bed and making love non stop, cuz we were supposed to be a couple of really horny dykes who made love for ever until they got exhausted… There wasn’t much of a plot… just that… the same sparsely furnished room with the same purple blue couch of my first video for Pervert Angel, the one of the couch interview… I guess most of the viewers won’t notice… and those who notice won’t care.

I say Mel is nice and cool cuz now, after three weeks living together, I feel almost like she’s the older sister I never had but always longed for… Sister or brother, older or younger… whatever… cuz it sucks being a single child, especially when your parents fight all day.

Mel’s screen name is Mel Gibson as mine is Zoe Rain, but her real name is Melissa Leblanc, she’s from Canada and this is her second round in porn. Years ago she was Mel Logan but now the producers suggested her to change to Mel Gibson, for the actor, to make her debut for Pervert Angels a new start… (Besides, Mel Gibson gives great Google searchs!)

She has a small daughter somewhere in Canada and she has her pic on the night table, but she’s in a catch-22 situation cuz she needs the money to keep her custody but to make money she has to make porn and now she’s ten thousand miles away of her daughter. Funny how society works cuz she tried hard to do normal jobs, just like I did, but got fired when they knew about her past. They were good, well paid jobs though. Not like mine, waitressing at cheap cafes.  She’s very brainy –not like me- and very beautiful and looks not much older than me even though she has like ten years more. I wish I can look like her in ten years!

We share a comfy flat with another girl called Karen. She’s kinda chubby but very sweet and very pretty too. She’s more quiet and doesn’t talk too much about her even if I keep asking silly questions. You know how I am, always curious. Some people think I am being rude but that’s not the thing. It’s just I’m silly. And Karen is so sweet she knows it and doesn’t get pissed off but answers –sometimes- or changes the subject –more often- but we stay friends always…

And that’s what I wanted to say. That we are friends. Or at least that’s how it feels to me and, believe it or not, now I’m happier than ever since I was a small girl, maybe as small as Mel’s daughter. And we are like a happy family living in our flat. Each one has a room with a single bed and we share meals and watch TV together and all that. 

And yes, to sum up, in spite of the weirdness of my new job, the jizz on my face, the sore pussy, the rudeness of some people around and the fact that I am now more of a sinner than before and maybe I’m gonna go to Hell when I die, I cannot denny that in spite of all that now I feel happier than ever since I can remember… Ain’t that weird?