. Hollywood is nothing like the stag pictures. In my other films I had iteasy. No dialogue, eight minutes of performance and that was it. I don't thin...I can take this anymore. Take after take... and for what? We have to admit itI'm not good at talkies" "Honey,even Marlene Dietrich didn't make it instantly in talkies. I know it's hardwork, but you'll get used to this new medium and everything will work out inthe end" Tinawalked to the exit of Mei Ling's Chinese Theater. The clicking sound of. I wasn’t complaining, however it also obligated me to go to a lot of things I normally wouldn’t have.I started taking shots of the people arriving, and of the gym area the dance was being held in. Once the DJ started playing, the lights would be turned down and I would have to use the flash or the IR. Then it hit me that the IR was useless for school yearbook work. There is no way that they would print any of those shots. I could see it now... ‘naked in school’, would have a new meaning to me. After about 15 minutes, this led me to several possibilities. I quickly examined each of them and discarded all of them except one. Sir Arthur Conan Doyle once said, through his most famous character creation, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, that, "When one has examined all the evidence and discarded the impossible, whatever is left, however improbable it may seem, must be the answer." Now that may not be an accurate quote, but it does convey the message. So, that's kind of what I did, and, however. It was actually THROBBING against the fabric of his pants, it was so hard! I was staring at it. Mouth open. It was halfway down his leg! Then I looked up at him, and he was just smiling so sweet at me, and checking me out up and down, lol. So… I sat there and chatted him up a bit. All the while I was staring at his cock while he flexed it for me and made it strain and relax, strain and relax, with just his cock muscles… just flexing it for me to see. WOW. He was so fucking hard, I could see.