The image we create

To be honest, with most other story writers on the EMCSA, I dont ever try to create an image of what they look like, how old they are, or anything. Some of them, its very clear that they are in the first flush of youth, just old enough to write this stuff, maybe, or not much older. But every so often, there is an author that you just wonder what he’s like in real life, and tonight, I’m going to hypothesize on one of them, Maximilian Cummings. Yes, think of it, erotic stories, Max Cummings, groan…

http://192.155.80.152/Authors/Maximilian-Cummings.html

The thing about Max that I probably love the most, is that his writing is so very British. I guess some of the readers from abroad dont get his story, just because of that reason, but as a Brit myself, I love it. I mean, when his stories feature tea drinking, at a British level, its a bit of a giveaway. I mean this weeks even mentions it in the title!

http://192.155.80.152/FairTeaMaker/index.html

Oh fine, I have an advantage, I know he’s British, from the few times we’ve chatted, and we’ve mentioned places like Leeds station, and a few others as well… One of those matters that Max seems to have a fixation with, is nudity whenever possible, his stories are absolutely littered with it. Also, using euphemisms for certain parts of the human anatomy as well!

I imagine Max to be of a similar age to mine, in other words, he’s not in the first flush of youth! I might be totally wrong, but his writing style seems to throw back to a further age than modernity. Just reading this, or his previous story, suggests a writer who has known more than a little of life to me.

I have met, or talked to, a number of writers from the site in the past, and they are all perfectly normal people. Oh fine, or thats how they have left my mind to make me think they are perfectly normal people lol! One of those of course, is the man who helped me discover my past life self, and I can never show him enough gratitude for that. There are many that I’m probably grateful that I’ll never meet, to be fair.

But equally, there are a number that I will almost certainly never meet, but would love to do so, and yes, Maximilian Cummings is definitely one of those. I know, probably be a letdown, but he’s one of those it would be interesting to know, all the same. To save any complaints from either, both Penny Propofol, and Betsy Leohtar are definitely on this section of the list too!

OK, video time. I guess this is because I see him as an old fashioned gentleman, despite his proclivities, though seeing myself as a lady might be pushing credence! It says this is live, but I am 99.99% certain that it isnt!

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Women are from Venus, Men are from Earth

I know, thats not quite the punchline that you see in books, and commentaries, and the like, but it works for tonights blog, related to a story I read earlier today. This one, in fact

http://192.155.80.152/VenusNeedsMen/index.html

If anyone hadnt already realized it, and I have no idea why you wouldnt have done, I love the old 50’s sci-fi stuff, especially anything involving robots, outer space, or ideally both! To say that some female ‘invaders’ from other planets seemed to specialize in skimpy, shiny, tight fitting outfits would be putting it mildly. Yes, I’d loved to have appeared in some of those movies, far too true!

Its rare to find any EMCSA story set in the recent past, let alone one that fits the image of the time as well as this one does. Of course there were numerous ‘horror’ movies made about female invaders from outer space, or had intrepid Earth men heading to other places, and getting ensnared by sexy females from some planet, or indeed, the moon. Of course, as we know, no one actually lives on those places, but anyway…its good harmless fun!

Oh, why cant I get a part in a movie like those lol? Well fine, I’m a bit old now, but… full alien bodysuit, and mask, and I’d be fine! šŸ˜€

Oh fine, not that in that story, I wouldnt mind being on the opposite end of that ‘Extractor’ machine, if they ever had a need to use it on Earth females! šŸ˜‰

So yes, if like me, you have a love for the whole 50’s sci-fi stuff, then you need to give this a read. And yes, if they ever turn this into a movie, I want to play a middle aged Venusian woman lol!

Fine, these women arent ugly, very pretty in fact, but its been a while since we’ve had any Rocky Sharpe and the Replays on here, so lets make up for lost time. They are definitely one of those groups I regret never seeing live, assuming they did live concerts? Sadly they’re not on the ‘retro’ touring scene, due to the ill health of the lead singer, great shame

Why couldnt it happen to be me?

Every so often, in my reading, I come across a story that amuses, or tickles me enough that I end up using it in a blog. Tonight is one of those occasions!

http://192.155.80.152/MonasMakeoverPaladin/index.html

(Firstly, let me say I know this is fiction, but for the sake of the blog…)

So fine, this creaky old lady wants to know, who wants to be my William? I assume it would work (in time) equally well on a nigh 60 year old, with damaged back, so…? Oh please, I could even live with the increased libido (anything would be an increase with me!) if I could feel half as good as that again. I know, at the moment I couldnt even look at a gym without my back complaining, but after a few of those pills… Hey, I’d probably be a natural blonde lol! Yeah, I guess I could even live with the female harem lol!

Maybe, given my past life self, I could have the supplements that turn me into the dancer type, rather than a gym bunny? I must admit, it would be fascinating to know life as Clara did, but now, short of something like that happening to me, my days of being a dancer are long gone! Mind, I think she took all the dancing skills, but fine, I’ll have to live with that now!

One thing a few classic movie fans might note is that yes, I’d have been even more amused if it had been William, and Myrna. Yes, think about it, lol…or try Google, it will probably give the game away!

So fine, unless anyone wants to provide me with a few of those supplements, I’ll stick to trying to work out if this old body of mine will survive for 8 days in Seattle/Seatac next May! PS If anyone reading this can, or knows someone who I can use as a ‘buddy’ on that trip, I’d appreciate it. No, I dont want anything more than a contact number, which I hope I wouldnt need. But lets just say that I need something brought in, because the back has locked up, or somewhere I can just relax for a couple of hours, to allow the (Seatac) hotel staff to do their thing, I’d be grateful. Shouldnt need it, but just in case, once or twice, to know someone is there, on the end of a phone?

Fine, I know, but no harm asking, I guess?

Video time. A bit of a variation on the blog title, but I doubt Mona was saying this. Me, I’d love it to be me, but anyway…a little vintage live Abba

I will always love you?

Or an alternate title might be, this is the script that no actress would ever expect to see. Oh, technically its a story, but yes, its done as a script for an infomercial, which was probably far funnier for me, as an actress, than it might be for many!

http://192.155.80.152/LoveLocked/index.html

For those sensitive types, yes, there is an incest tag, some very mild stuff between mother and daughter. Note, I’m not a fan of incest, even in fictional theory, but its so minor in this, I could live with it. But lets just say, you’re warned!

No, I’ve never seen a script like this in my acting career, hardly likely I suppose, given that most of my work has been in small/medium parts in theaters, and a few small (or smaller) parts on TV. But yes, I’ve seen those type of commercials, especially in the US, and I roared with laughter reading this, knowing what they’re like.

Thankfully, or otherwise, I’m now too old for a script like this. Yes, it wouldnt work with someone who is nearly 60, lets face it! But fine, I couldnt resist posting this, just because its so much of an actress/actor type piece, and gave me a fit of the giggles accordingly. Yes, we are a weird, perverse bunch of people, believe me! šŸ˜‰

Right, the video. I know, everyone says this is Whitney Houston’s song, and I guess, in a sense nowadays, it is. But Dolly Parton wrote it, Dolly sang it originally, and so, in terms of educating my readers, take a listen to her version, OK? Because if you dont, I might set those Lovelock people on you, OK? šŸ˜‰

Its nice to know how you feel!

Let me say that this post is meant in jest, but given I was lacking subject material tonight (feel free to send ideas), I thought I’d roll with this, and hope Betsy doesnt kill me for doing it. In truth, the story is really good, and if you love well written, sharply done enslavement stories, with a dose of dry humor, this could well be for you. I will warn you, she does have a thing for including ‘body matters’ in her story, so if that sort of thing might put you off, consider yourself warned. The link for the whole story is http://192.155.80.152/Auction/index.html but its Chapter 3 I’m focusing on tonight.

No, the last thing I expect from Betsy is forewarning of any element relating to myself, I think we both prefer it when I only find out when I get to that point in the story. So, when I came across this point today…

The two girls, presumably trainees or there for work experience, were talking softly to each other but stopped at our entrance and checked the animals for deviations. Not one of the animals was talking or even making a sound when we entered. In fact, they never made a sound the whole time we were there.

I didnt think any more of it, other than as info for the story. But then, a few paragraphs later, I found this…

Everything calmed down for a second or two, during which time Abbey the cunt ordered Steph the cunt and Clara the cunt to set up the emergency stall. The girls ran off to obey, taking the long way round in order to stay well away from their new charge.

Dont take the cunt stuff too seriously, Gillian, the lady in the story seems to call most people by that term of endearment lol!

But yes, to many, Steph is my name (and is still my middle name), and Clara is of course my well known past life name, both of which she knows, so the chances of that being coincidence, pretty slim! Yes, I roared with laughter, in case you were wondering! We have a wonderful online relationship, which tends to involve winding each other up at times, and this was seemingly one of them. As to this

Those girls were competent and worked as a team. I remembered that. If I got out here Iā€™d have to kill them quickly.

Well, its nice to have some warning lol, not that I can move at any speed at present, anyway!

In truth, I always find it fun when I get these unexpected moments in stories, especially from Betsy, probably because they are less than respectful, I love them more!

Right, video time, a witty response to that lovely lady, with a song nearly as old as me!

How would it feel?

As someone definitely more into the technological side of mind control, rather than the relatively ‘tamer’ version applied through hypnosis, I’ve always wondered how it would actually feel to be mind controlled, or brainwashed, in reality. Of course, let me say, that as its all fictional, and impossible in real life, this is purely hypothetical, but…?

Strictly the mind control side of things depends on what is done to the lucky person, sorry, victim of the mind control. Some are taken over so totally that not only do they think that their new thoughts are their own, they may not even realize they’re being controlled! Of course there are others, where they know they are being controlled, but are hopeless to resist it, to any degree. And yes, you get a few where resistance does happen, for a while at least, but in the end…the inevitable happens.

But the one I’m going to look into more tonight, is the actual brainwashing stuff. Usually, thankfully in stories, if someone is brainwashed, they tend to get reprogrammed with new thoughts, so unless you’re turning them into an actual robot, or robot like machine, why not just tamper with the thoughts in the first place, rather than making all that effort? Well, I suppose if you want to create a whole new identity, or person, its easier that way, to wipe clean, then start again, but if you just want control over someone…?

But lets say you brainwash someone, or more ideally in my case, are thoroughly brainwashed, what does it feel like for the recipient? Are you literally blank minded, incapable of doing anything, or recognizing anyone around you, without being commanded to do so? Is there actually any point in brainwashing someone, and not actually reprogramming them to obey commands anyway? And if brainwashed, is it simply a blank minded state of blissfulness, or something more? You cant think surely, if your mind has been erased, or does something else kick in, to counteract that fact?

A question I’m going to ask of any hypnotist reading this, though I guess none will answer, regardless, is could you actually ‘brainwash’ a willing victim through hypnosis? I only ask because I’m curious to know what its actually like to feel like you’ve been brainwashed, even temporarily like this, just to discover what it actually feels like. And if literally brainwashed, in that way, and unable to think for themselves, could you then override the practice that the subject has to be willing to do things suggested to him. Because normally, anyone could react, and stop anything happening to them (despite fictional hypnosis stories that suggest otherwise), but if your mind has been wiped clean, in theory at least…? Hmm?

Yes, if anyone quite literally wants to show me, or let me experience it, I’d love to. Whether you then leave me as a mindless, obedient robot, hmm? šŸ˜‰

Right, video time. One of those Slade songs that even if you’re old enough to remember them, unless you were a big fan like me, you probably dont know it, but you should!

And so I must travel to Wakefield

Slightly more low brow a place than Rio, and no, its not that Mike Nesmith video, though I do love it, all the same. Its just that I used the other obvious title on the other blog, so wanted a different title here, in case they get comments, or likes (ha ha), so that I know which version it relates to.

I have (online at least) known Betsy for a little while now, though in truth, beyond her writings, our messages to each other online, and the odd blog comments, I really dont know her that well. No, never met her, probably never will, but all the same…

To be fair, she asked my approval before posting this

http://192.155.80.152/ItAllStartedInWakefield/index.html

by sending me a section of it, and my only objection was the name of ‘my’ character. So, Seraphina became Maria, and after last night, the rest is history. And no, most of what she writes about my character are stuff she’s gauged from our ‘mail’ to each other, and what I write on the forums, both in words, and reviews. But to say she’s hit the mark, is putting it mildly!

Before you ask, no, I doubt we will ever actually meet. She probably enjoys her privacy way too much, and besides, there is always the risk of letdown when you meet someone you think you know, but probably dont. Its possible, we are both in the North of England, but thats probably as close as it will ever get, online.

Yes, she’s got me to a tee, and I suspect she bears a resemblance to Rhia, in attitude at least, from the little that I know about her. Though I might add, I have no evidence that Betsy can actually control minds lol!

So yes, even though in all reality, I will never meet Betsy, she will always have a special place in my heart, all the same.

OK, the video. I used the Fugees version over on the other blog, so lets use the original artist for this one, Roberta Flack.