Your next installment is much overdue, we all wanna know what happened next! You are a great storyteller Rokkerr.........so bring it!rokkerr wrote:No problem.... on the way when I get done with editing the next porno....vectis wrote:
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The Story of Vicky and Rokkerr
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Easter maybe?Sasha Sparks wrote:Your next installment is much overdue, we all wanna know what happened next! You are a great storyteller Rokkerr.........so bring it!rokkerr wrote:No problem.... on the way when I get done with editing the next porno....vectis wrote:
Can the next installment be a Xmas present for the VNA?
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Next installment:
So as I said, I skipped on doing the fan get together. It was my birthday, I was tired and I wanted to chill out after a long flight and a night with Vicky Vette. What I did not know was that Vicky was heading out for a Vickyathome get together that Saturday where someone was getting lucky and the people who went to the Vickyathome get together filmed it.....
Anyway.... around 6pm ish, Vicky and her 'posse' of people roll in from going to the beach rollerblading etc etc etc. I was recounted stories by the posse of how Vicky was 'wowing' everyone at the beach and 'flashing' people. Vicky came in though with a present for my birthday..... an entire cheesecake. She again smacked me straight on the lips in front of the other people and gave me all the attention. I was surprised.... the discussion revolved around what everyone was going to do in Los Angeles that evening. I suggested..... 'I know this little place up on Sunset called Saddle Ranch where you can go bull riding.' Vicky's eyes lit up............. it was as if she was determined to prove how much of a dare devil she was (is). 'I can do that! I have strong legs'. Although I already knew this from the night's activities before, Vicky, the posse and I resolved to go up to Sunset Blvd. The place was jam packed and yes.......... Vicky rode the electronic bull a couple of times. If memory serves me well the second time, the bull operator slowed the bull down to a pedantic pace so that the sight of Vicky gyrating on the back of the bull would be enjoyable to the patrons. It was of course. Vicky was a hit to the crowd and was invited by some rich guy to go on his massive boat. She in turn introduced me......... I was still in the back of my mind thinking, is this surreal or what?
So......... after a huge meal, bull riding etc....... we determined to head back to my apartment. As we walked in, one of my closest friends was coming back from a date with my hot next door neighbour. By now the posse had been cut loose by Vicky so.... we sat in my living room eating an entire cheesecake with my friend and his date. I think we talked until 3ish in the morning which I thought was so cool.... Vicky is fun to hang out with and likes my friends! It was late............ so.............to bed.
Now I know you are all thinking..... oh sure, back to bed. Banged it out for your birthday huh? Nope.... I was tired. She was tired. She had already been blazing a trail all over Southern California and frankly, too much cheesecake. So yes, to bed with Vicky Vette - no sex but a lot of cuddling...... and sleep, glorious sleep.
Sunday arrives, and yes.............. that means camshow day. I was a complete nerd about this type of stuff and did not understand what I was getting into. Sooooooo.... I indicated that under the circumstances I would go hang out on Sunday rather than be around a bunch of shooting. It was all too strange at the time...... porn being shot in my apartment with a girl who says who really really likes me who is going to bone some guy on my couch for a few thousand people? Had I met my match for strangeness? Was my life out of frikkin control? Was this a road down to satan's depths? Was Vicky going to bone some dude on my couch and say to me..... 'oh, what are you doing back so soon?' when I came back to my apartment? Was this a two week fling with benefits and a huge airline bill? Was I deluded by a perfect pair of tits into thinking this was going to work out?
Stay tuned for the next installment.......
So as I said, I skipped on doing the fan get together. It was my birthday, I was tired and I wanted to chill out after a long flight and a night with Vicky Vette. What I did not know was that Vicky was heading out for a Vickyathome get together that Saturday where someone was getting lucky and the people who went to the Vickyathome get together filmed it.....
Anyway.... around 6pm ish, Vicky and her 'posse' of people roll in from going to the beach rollerblading etc etc etc. I was recounted stories by the posse of how Vicky was 'wowing' everyone at the beach and 'flashing' people. Vicky came in though with a present for my birthday..... an entire cheesecake. She again smacked me straight on the lips in front of the other people and gave me all the attention. I was surprised.... the discussion revolved around what everyone was going to do in Los Angeles that evening. I suggested..... 'I know this little place up on Sunset called Saddle Ranch where you can go bull riding.' Vicky's eyes lit up............. it was as if she was determined to prove how much of a dare devil she was (is). 'I can do that! I have strong legs'. Although I already knew this from the night's activities before, Vicky, the posse and I resolved to go up to Sunset Blvd. The place was jam packed and yes.......... Vicky rode the electronic bull a couple of times. If memory serves me well the second time, the bull operator slowed the bull down to a pedantic pace so that the sight of Vicky gyrating on the back of the bull would be enjoyable to the patrons. It was of course. Vicky was a hit to the crowd and was invited by some rich guy to go on his massive boat. She in turn introduced me......... I was still in the back of my mind thinking, is this surreal or what?
So......... after a huge meal, bull riding etc....... we determined to head back to my apartment. As we walked in, one of my closest friends was coming back from a date with my hot next door neighbour. By now the posse had been cut loose by Vicky so.... we sat in my living room eating an entire cheesecake with my friend and his date. I think we talked until 3ish in the morning which I thought was so cool.... Vicky is fun to hang out with and likes my friends! It was late............ so.............to bed.
Now I know you are all thinking..... oh sure, back to bed. Banged it out for your birthday huh? Nope.... I was tired. She was tired. She had already been blazing a trail all over Southern California and frankly, too much cheesecake. So yes, to bed with Vicky Vette - no sex but a lot of cuddling...... and sleep, glorious sleep.
Sunday arrives, and yes.............. that means camshow day. I was a complete nerd about this type of stuff and did not understand what I was getting into. Sooooooo.... I indicated that under the circumstances I would go hang out on Sunday rather than be around a bunch of shooting. It was all too strange at the time...... porn being shot in my apartment with a girl who says who really really likes me who is going to bone some guy on my couch for a few thousand people? Had I met my match for strangeness? Was my life out of frikkin control? Was this a road down to satan's depths? Was Vicky going to bone some dude on my couch and say to me..... 'oh, what are you doing back so soon?' when I came back to my apartment? Was this a two week fling with benefits and a huge airline bill? Was I deluded by a perfect pair of tits into thinking this was going to work out?
Stay tuned for the next installment.......
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Rokkerr,
Amazing recollections of how you and Vicky got together! Maybe one day you could publish the whole story in a book titled "My Awesome Life With The Hottest Pornstar On The Planet", LOL.
A guaranteed best seller!
Amazing recollections of how you and Vicky got together! Maybe one day you could publish the whole story in a book titled "My Awesome Life With The Hottest Pornstar On The Planet", LOL.
A guaranteed best seller!
Steve, the horny voyeur down under
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Sasha Sparks
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i am anxiously awaiting the rest of the story...........
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lol you slay me Dave, "glorious sleep" and lots of canoodling.rokkerr wrote:Next installment:
Now I know you are all thinking..... oh sure, back to bed. Banged it out for your birthday huh? Nope.... I was tired. She was tired. She had already been blazing a trail all over Southern California and frankly, too much cheesecake. So yes, to bed with Vicky Vette - no sex but a lot of cuddling...... and sleep, glorious sleep.
Stay tuned for the next installment.......
yeah so whens the next part? we're dying to know you big teaser !
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vectis wrote:Nudge,nudge Rokker the next installment is overdue
He's right.
I would have thought Vicky might never fall in love again. You haven't told us how she did it and what was your part in doing it. Seems like you fell in love with her too and it was a lot more than just the obvious. I know because I've been trying since puberty. There's got to be something that makes the two of you feel blessed to have each other. Do you know what it is?
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So by request.. I continue..
So it is not every day you go hanging out in a local restaurant while Vicky Vette is shooting a camshow at your home (which she is now renting). It can really fuck with your head. I was not in porn and had not shot porn and kind of figured she would have sex with another guy that day and I would come back to a perfunctory 'thanks for a nice weekend...' comment. For my own part, having dated lots of fucked up people, I had various 'friends' telling me ... 'ohhhh there you go again, hanging out with completely emotionally unavailable women', 'why are you bothering... it is gonna end up in disaster'. On some level I guess I was naive... on some level romanticizing the situation.
Not gonna lie to you.. it was a bit strange. I came back to the apartment and there were a couple of guys around. Vicky says 'let's go to dinner'. Now call me old fashioned but it was a trip to go to dinner with Vicky and a couple of guys who had been in a camshow while I was hanging out. Strangely.. it seemed ok to me.. maybe because Vicky was hanging onto me at dinner. Maybe also ok because at the end of dinner I was the only one back in my, errr Vicky's apartment. Dunno but we seemed strangely at ease with each other and yes, I admit it... I was infatuated (who would not be).
Anyway, after dinner we had a quiet night.. Vicky had to 'shoot' the next day which meant a very early call time for her. I woke up the next day, walked into the breakfast room and heard her on the phone. She may kill me for repeating this but her end of the conversation included the words.. 'you do know it is an extra $200 for anal right?' I did a double take but again figured ...'the woman shoots porn... go with it!' Vicky went off to shoot her scene. I regrouped and called everyone I knew. Most of the comments were along the lines of 'the train wreck is about to start'.
Later that day I got a call from Vicky.. 'hey there is this writer from Hustler Magazine'. He wants to write a story about people who date in porn and wants to come over. Mind if he does? Sure I say. Now I have had some experience with guys in the press so I did not think too much of it. I figure we could chat, go to dinner to butter him up and get Vicky some great press (and look good in her eyes doing it). The guy came over and asked lots of questions of her... and me... ie, what did I think of dating her etc. We all then jumped in cab and went up to my favorite restaurant Asia de Cuba in the Sky Bar on Sunset Blvd. Now remember I did not know this guy and when the bill came he said 'thanks very much for dinner!' The bill was $460 which err, was not exactly something I wanted to foot the bill for. But I figured again... some brownie points, don't be cheap, get a good story....
Little did I know that the shit was gonna hit the fan again when I returned to England...
To be continued...
So it is not every day you go hanging out in a local restaurant while Vicky Vette is shooting a camshow at your home (which she is now renting). It can really fuck with your head. I was not in porn and had not shot porn and kind of figured she would have sex with another guy that day and I would come back to a perfunctory 'thanks for a nice weekend...' comment. For my own part, having dated lots of fucked up people, I had various 'friends' telling me ... 'ohhhh there you go again, hanging out with completely emotionally unavailable women', 'why are you bothering... it is gonna end up in disaster'. On some level I guess I was naive... on some level romanticizing the situation.
Not gonna lie to you.. it was a bit strange. I came back to the apartment and there were a couple of guys around. Vicky says 'let's go to dinner'. Now call me old fashioned but it was a trip to go to dinner with Vicky and a couple of guys who had been in a camshow while I was hanging out. Strangely.. it seemed ok to me.. maybe because Vicky was hanging onto me at dinner. Maybe also ok because at the end of dinner I was the only one back in my, errr Vicky's apartment. Dunno but we seemed strangely at ease with each other and yes, I admit it... I was infatuated (who would not be).
Anyway, after dinner we had a quiet night.. Vicky had to 'shoot' the next day which meant a very early call time for her. I woke up the next day, walked into the breakfast room and heard her on the phone. She may kill me for repeating this but her end of the conversation included the words.. 'you do know it is an extra $200 for anal right?' I did a double take but again figured ...'the woman shoots porn... go with it!' Vicky went off to shoot her scene. I regrouped and called everyone I knew. Most of the comments were along the lines of 'the train wreck is about to start'.
Later that day I got a call from Vicky.. 'hey there is this writer from Hustler Magazine'. He wants to write a story about people who date in porn and wants to come over. Mind if he does? Sure I say. Now I have had some experience with guys in the press so I did not think too much of it. I figure we could chat, go to dinner to butter him up and get Vicky some great press (and look good in her eyes doing it). The guy came over and asked lots of questions of her... and me... ie, what did I think of dating her etc. We all then jumped in cab and went up to my favorite restaurant Asia de Cuba in the Sky Bar on Sunset Blvd. Now remember I did not know this guy and when the bill came he said 'thanks very much for dinner!' The bill was $460 which err, was not exactly something I wanted to foot the bill for. But I figured again... some brownie points, don't be cheap, get a good story....
Little did I know that the shit was gonna hit the fan again when I returned to England...
To be continued...
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Ahhhh.....the complications of romance in the sex industry.
I may be late in tuning in to this installment, but that last one got my full attention. This I gotta hear.
Try not to wait so long to continue, Rokk.
Anthony
I may be late in tuning in to this installment, but that last one got my full attention. This I gotta hear.
Try not to wait so long to continue, Rokk.
Anthony
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.... now as fate would have it. I had to go back to England again, and with instructions from my boss at the time to play nice with the guy in England who was giving me a hard time. Little did anyone know I was running around Los Angeles with Vicky Vette and having camshows run from my apartment. That being said a ticket back to England was what I had... and an all important meeting with my nemesis at work. I told Vicky she did not have to drive me to the airport but she insisted. I also told her that I was not sure when I would be back but it would be soon (I had no ticket..... only a dream). She dropped me off at the airport and it was a strange feeling of massive sadness. Those long haul flights non-stop to England are bizarre. 10 hours or so after a long weekend of sex, pornstars, an unhappy workplace and heading from Los Angeles to the South of England can play tricks with your head. But being told 'I miss you already' was comforting. Vicky gave me one of her 8x10's to keep me company on the ride back to England. I kept checking it in my briefcase to make sure it was real....
I have to admit that by the time I got back to England I was wiped out. A mixture of surreal, fantasy and reality. The first thing I did was call her to see if she felt the same way and to my relief she said how much she missed me. For a day I walked around a tiny town in England known best for its' old folks and the Number 1 spot in England for suicides thinking... is this where I should be? The next day I had an appointment with my McDonald's style US boss to 'play nice' and see if I was gonna still be working for the company. It was a harrowing 2 hours. I was berraded at a local coffee shop for having blood shot eyes, looking tired, and having evidently spending all of my time partying it up while I was in England. As proof I was told that my hands shake too much (a childhood thing that happens to me to this day, that my eyes were bloodshot). I was told... 'the only thing that is for sure is you are not working here anymore'. It was shocking to say the least, but then again I could not tell him what was going on in my private life... so I called my main boss in Los Angeles and said.. is this the end of the road? No, I was told... take two weeks off until I fly out to England and I will meet with you to work out what we are going to do.
So there I was... in the cold of England, crushed by time changes and traveling, with my job hanging in the balance, told to be mellow for a couple of weeks, and with Vicky Vette in my apartment.... so I did what any self respecting guy would do under the circumstances - went over to Lastminute.com, found a hideously expensive flight BACK to Los Angeles the next day and called Vicky Vette saying... 'errr... I don't want to be like a stalker but, er.... do you want to go on a date this weekend? I can be there Friday night'
To be continued............
I have to admit that by the time I got back to England I was wiped out. A mixture of surreal, fantasy and reality. The first thing I did was call her to see if she felt the same way and to my relief she said how much she missed me. For a day I walked around a tiny town in England known best for its' old folks and the Number 1 spot in England for suicides thinking... is this where I should be? The next day I had an appointment with my McDonald's style US boss to 'play nice' and see if I was gonna still be working for the company. It was a harrowing 2 hours. I was berraded at a local coffee shop for having blood shot eyes, looking tired, and having evidently spending all of my time partying it up while I was in England. As proof I was told that my hands shake too much (a childhood thing that happens to me to this day, that my eyes were bloodshot). I was told... 'the only thing that is for sure is you are not working here anymore'. It was shocking to say the least, but then again I could not tell him what was going on in my private life... so I called my main boss in Los Angeles and said.. is this the end of the road? No, I was told... take two weeks off until I fly out to England and I will meet with you to work out what we are going to do.
So there I was... in the cold of England, crushed by time changes and traveling, with my job hanging in the balance, told to be mellow for a couple of weeks, and with Vicky Vette in my apartment.... so I did what any self respecting guy would do under the circumstances - went over to Lastminute.com, found a hideously expensive flight BACK to Los Angeles the next day and called Vicky Vette saying... 'errr... I don't want to be like a stalker but, er.... do you want to go on a date this weekend? I can be there Friday night'
To be continued............
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You're KILLING me with this Saturday matinee serial cliff-hanger stuff!! But, it's worth it. And thanks for the new season of episodes...or "webisodes", as it were!!
BTW...that short glimpse of you during the cam show Sunday made me miss my face fuzz. I had an accident shaving Saturday night. The mirror was fogged up, and while shaving my cheeks I mis-judged and got WAAAAY too close to my chin and mouth...so off came the goatee...DAMMIT!!! Haven't decided if I'm gonna let it grow back or not, but either way I'm still a RIGHT SEXY BASTARD!!!!!
BTW...that short glimpse of you during the cam show Sunday made me miss my face fuzz. I had an accident shaving Saturday night. The mirror was fogged up, and while shaving my cheeks I mis-judged and got WAAAAY too close to my chin and mouth...so off came the goatee...DAMMIT!!! Haven't decided if I'm gonna let it grow back or not, but either way I'm still a RIGHT SEXY BASTARD!!!!!
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WalterB wrote:WHAT?? You SHAVED??? That's BLASPHEMY!!!!!
I KNOW!!! I HATE it!! Reminds me of getting my head shaved in boot camp, and feeling a pillow on the back of my head for the first time!
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this is a nice story so far
Somehow, checking the older threads provides interesting insight...
I also recall in a discussion with our Mon Capitan that she was very "smitten" with a guy who was flying back and forth from england just to see her.
There is a rule of Porn (like it or not) that it is very seldom that someone outside of Porn lasts especially with the rigors and schedules.
BTW, what did our Capitan command for the lap dance? Evidently, this can be very lucrative - an ex-PB Pmate was commanding a grand per lap! I ferget her name at this moment (it's a Walt thing )
But rest assured VV was very taken with Rockerr and for those of us who have intereacted with him, it is easy to understand why as well as realize she has good taste.
I also recall in a discussion with our Mon Capitan that she was very "smitten" with a guy who was flying back and forth from england just to see her.
There is a rule of Porn (like it or not) that it is very seldom that someone outside of Porn lasts especially with the rigors and schedules.
BTW, what did our Capitan command for the lap dance? Evidently, this can be very lucrative - an ex-PB Pmate was commanding a grand per lap! I ferget her name at this moment (it's a Walt thing
)But rest assured VV was very taken with Rockerr and for those of us who have intereacted with him, it is easy to understand why as well as realize she has good taste.
Whether u are a gazelle or a lion, when the sun comes up you better be running!
Reading all the back-threads was what got me interested in hearing the rest of the tale! Fortunately, after hounding Rokkerr enough, he was gracious enough to pick up with the remaining chapters.
I will say this. If there's one thing I've learned, nothing...not distance, business, religion, money...nothing will EVER come between two people who are committed to each other and who truly love each other. You can always tell....at least I can. And one thing is certain.....if you HAVE it, or had a chance at it, and you lose it or let it go...you WILL live to regret it.
Sounds corny, but it's true.
OK!!! See you at CAMZ in 20 minutes!!!
I will say this. If there's one thing I've learned, nothing...not distance, business, religion, money...nothing will EVER come between two people who are committed to each other and who truly love each other. You can always tell....at least I can. And one thing is certain.....if you HAVE it, or had a chance at it, and you lose it or let it go...you WILL live to regret it.
Sounds corny, but it's true.
OK!!! See you at CAMZ in 20 minutes!!!
The Dude abides.
opps, look like I missed another one...
What would be good would be for VV to chime in contrasting the stories as they are being continued.
Rockerr, is this going to be like War and Peace chapters so we should get our
ready 
But do the Parent's know
and now that u have all of our attention (for public release, that is) what went on next...
What would be good would be for VV to chime in contrasting the stories as they are being continued.
Rockerr, is this going to be like War and Peace chapters so we should get our
ready But do the Parent's know and now that u have all of our attention (for public release, that is) what went on next...
Whether u are a gazelle or a lion, when the sun comes up you better be running!
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