JamieLove

Tell you a story...

So, you have read all the other pages, but you still want to know more... this page is little odds and ends that will help you get to know me better. 

 

Story: Mr. Suit

By: Jamie A Love 

Companion, Writer and Pleasure extraordinaire 

 

 

 

   As a little girl, one does not think she will grow up and have the profession I am in. But I always dreamed of being in the spot light. I always dreamed of being adored, and wanted. I also had a lot of sexual energy from a very young age. As a small child - (under 5) I remember playing games with the girl next to my Grandma's house. We pretended to be husband and wife. As I child I distained wearing dresses, but whenever I went to my grandmother's I picked out dresses to wear. My mom never understood why. I did it, because when we played husband and wife, I would lift my dress and grind against her. So even at a young age, I felt a natural heat within me, that couldn't be satieted.

  So, I can say, that I am living out my dreams. At first, I thought modeling was this desire personified. So at the age of 18, I joined a modeling website. Soon, I was doing photo shoots (non paid) and had a decent portfolio. In modeling, your pictures are YOU. You must have great pictures. I had some good pictures, but because I was so new and only doing TFP* photo shoots. I got a few paid jobs at hair shows, a runway show, and a photo shoot for a dress boutique. I felt like a star! And then one day, my life as I knew it, changed. 

   I was in my modeling agencies office, doing some shooting for my comp card**. I was sitting, waiting to get called into the back by the photographer, and a man in a suit walked by. I noticed him right away, he was the only one in a full suit. He noticed me too, but when our eyes caught, shy, I looked away. He came through the lobby a second time, this time when I peeked up his eyes were waiting. He winked. I smiled. He disapeared again into the back.

   So, I got called into the photographer's room, and during our shoot, he kept asking me a lot of questions. Normally, the photographer would be pleasant, but I've never had him seem so interested in me. He asked me what I did, I told him I was only modeling at the time, that I didn't have a regular job because my boyfriend told me I could quit waitressing and pursue my dreams and he would provide the difference. He asked if I was in school. No I said, I'd love to be, but at this time I am concentrating on modeling. How old was I? 18 I told him. And then he finally started to give in and tell me what was up. He said that the Director of Photography noticed me and that he wanted to provide me with a jobn oppurtunity, but I had to have no job and no school and a lot of free time. Intrigued and excited, I agreed to meet the man. The photographer led me the make up room and asked me to sit and wait a moment.

  In walks Mr. Suit. He sits down, and I grin. I knew that he looked important! So Mr. Suit sits down and explains to me that he needs a personal assistant. He is going on the road to do photography and model searches and he needed an assistant. He said - we leave in 2 days, and you wont be back. I was in shock! I couldn't believe the oppurtunity, and yet, didn't think I was strong enough to leave my life, my boyfriend, my family and everything familiar behind. 

 

I decided to go. And my life was forever changed. 

 

  Mr. Suit ended up not only being my boss, but being my first sugar daddy. He was also the first person to show me what it really meant to have sexy appeal, class and how to really treat a man like a king. We had a lot of fun together. We did photo shoots as foreplay, and I entered the world of nude modeling, and the world in which sex got me what I wanted. I learned that my body was not just a vessel in which I existed, but a tool with which I could make others do as I pleased. I learn to value it, for its worth. I also start looking into the mirror, and seeing myself not as a child. But as a woman. A woman who possessed the kind of power, that could bring men to their knees. And I loved it! Had I never met Mr. Suit, I wouldn't be here today, on this website for your to see. I wouldn't know so many things. And when I look back, at the pictures of my modeling days, before Mr. Suit and I see a child. A child who doesn't know about the world around her. I learned though, and I learned fast. 

   Not right away, but eventually, I was brought into dancing (stripping) during which time I still had a sugar daddy. (Not Mr. Suit) Eventually, I started providing, but to this day, I still think of Mr. Suit. We used to keep in touch, but a couple months before I started providing, he went off to China. And when I think about the inception of my understanding about sex, Mr. Suit comes to mind. I've always been a very sexual person, but Mr. Suit taught me how to refine my sexuality and use it in ways that I never would have imagined! So if you're ever thinking, Thank God for Jamie, you should also thank Mr. Suit! 

 

*TFP - Or Time For Print - is when everyone is collaborating for free with the goal of expanding and improving ones profile by collaborating with other parties involved. (Also called TFCD or Time for C.D - Print / CD being the medium of which one uses to present or store the images produced)

**Comp Card is the term for a model's "business card". Normally, larger than a normal business card, a comp card is usually 5"7 or larger. It usually has a headshot on the front and smaller pictures, description and measurement on the reverse side.