Last night I was trained in my second casting session to run a camera.
For my post on the first one see Girls Girls Girls that I wrote…I dunno…last week or somethin’.
Anyway…this one couldn’t have been more different than a bunch of 3-5 year old little girls running around with their dresses up. It was a bunch of 21-55 year old men running around with their tops off. See? Complete opposite.
I can tell you the girls were way cuter.
Shirtless men of all shapes, sizes and ages were led into the casting room 3 at a time to audition for a pants commercial and were then instructed to dance to the musical stylings of Mr. Leo Sayer’s You Make Me Feel Like Dancing with their hands in the air.
It was all about the belly.
And I was instructed to film them from the nipples downward.
The irony is that this has been #4 in my top ten list of sexual fantasies. It comes right after being bukkake’d by the linguistics department at MIT and a threesome with Charles and Camilla (but Diana’s still alive in my fantasy).
It was quite funny to watch half naked men forced to akwardly dance in front of fully clothed men with two women on camera. It reminded me of another fantasy in which I’m in some sort of cross between a night club and a nazi camp.
In the end…I have no idea who they picked.