EPISODE 3: DATE WITH MAX
James couldn't remember the last time he had been in a porn shop. Maybe when he was younger and did not have a reputation to uphold. Today though he could justify his visit perfectly... the TV people made him do it. Leave it to David to choose the XXX shop as the venue for their date. The separate limos would bring James and Max on location. The camera crew was already here so the moment James' long leg emerged from the open door, the camera zoom zoom zoomed on him. Max was already standing by the store smoking. He had a small frown and he would have a word with the production team to ensure that he arrives before his date. How rude that they would allow the lovely lady to wait for him that way. It would not sit right with him, seeing as how he was.. or had become a man with classic sensibilities. Fixing his tie as he approached, a respectful nod and a friendly smile was offered "Lovely to see you again Max." he would extend his hand out to her, and if she would take it, he would attempt to lift it and place the most gentlemanly kiss upon the back of it before letting it go.
Max had been tempted to head into the Rub N tug and see what the change of management had brought in, though she wouldn't want to do it with the camera crew following her around, after all - there was still business to discuss that wasn't appropriate for national television. So she just stared into the direction of her former second home, the brunette was early for once, perhaps cause she just had gotten off a plane normally it would be likely the other way around where James would likely wait on the brunette, instead of Max waiting for him. At the arrival, she greeted him, cigarette left on the ground so one of her heels could crunch it underneath . “ Bonjour, c’erie.” she hated David for picking the XXX but hey, at least it was right up her alley. Hand was easily captured, she would watch him print a kiss on it with a soft smile before she would lift it away from him, “Seems we’re discussing our favourite positions after all, non?” She chuckled giving him a playful wink before she moved to head in.
Max had been tempted to head into the Rub N tug and see what the change of management had brought in, though she wouldn't want to do it with the camera crew following her around, after all - there was still business to discuss that wasn't appropriate for national television. So she just stared into the direction of her former second home, the brunette was early for once, perhaps cause she just had gotten off a plane normally it would be likely the other way around where James would likely wait on the brunette, instead of Max waiting for him. At the arrival, she greeted him, cigarette left on the ground so one of her heels could crunch it underneath . “ Bonjour, c’erie.” she hated David for picking the XXX but hey, at least it was right up her alley. Hand was easily captured, she would watch him print a kiss on it with a soft smile before she would lift it away from him, “Seems we’re discussing our favourite positions after all, non?” She chuckled giving him a playful wink before she moved to head in.
James lofted his brows as she spoke, the smile still in tact. "I guess we are." he said simple and then gestured with his arm to allow her to go in before him, ladies first and all that "After you.". He would follow close behind the the camera and sound men would follow shortly after to ensure they captured ever part of this experience. Once inside, he rolled his shoulders a little so as to grab a hold of his sense of propriety and as if that was even possible after having entered this temple of flesh and pleasure. Looking around he kept his expression quite straight laced while his eyes landed on various elements of... sex.. basically. His attention went briefly to the counter where there was a woman doing her job, poor thing was going to be surprised with this camera crew, although if the production team did their job right, she might already have been warned that the Hathian Bachelor was going to be here today for a date. Turning his attention to Max "Well... I feel like I don't know half the things I'm looking at here, why don't you tell me what's interesting and fun in here?" he assume since the woman was younger and was all kinds of sensual, she might know more about this than he did. Besides his methods while affective were not necessarily in tune with current times.
Max easily kept a straight face because she knew most of the items like the inside of her pockets, there was no hiding that she used to come here often, the last time with Kiyomi, where they almost got into a fight after she paid about 300 dollars for their latest sex toys, she still loved the polka dotted strap on, but couldn't allow herself to use it. She nodded slowly, as Weaver offered her the gentleman experience as she headed in, and she halted in the middle of the small store, cursing David under her breath. " Interesting and fun" she echoed "Well..." There was a short pause, lips pursing lightly as those brows furrowed "It depends on w'at you call fun." She gave him "If you like t'e ladies tied up.. t'en t'ere's some roping , some stuff.. If you like 'em tied up and a little bit pained t'ere's some great flogs, and w'ips.. I personally got t'ese." She moved to the whips and floggings, hand on a rack "Leaves a real nasty mark for a couple of days, but I'd say it is wort' it."
Sheila, the store clerk, looks up, startled when the two enter, flanked by a whole camera crew, her eyes widening a bit, obviously at least she hadn't been alerted of this visit, though perhaps news just didn't make it down the line of command, whatever it may be. Normally about this time she would ask if she can help them, but since cameras are rolling, instead she remembers the tips she learned working as a PA and looks for someone holding a clipboard and a walkie talkie and makes questioning eye contact... the producer, or whoever he is, just nods at her in a way that she assumes means 'act natural' so she smiles perkily and gestures a bit at the wares while shoving the boxes behind the counter with her foot. "Let me know if I can help you out in any way!?" she says cheerfully, letting them explore the shop as much as they like on their own.
Max easily kept a straight face because she knew most of the items like the inside of her pockets, there was no hiding that she used to come here often, the last time with Kiyomi, where they almost got into a fight after she paid about 300 dollars for their latest sex toys, she still loved the polka dotted strap on, but couldn't allow herself to use it. She nodded slowly, as Weaver offered her the gentleman experience as she headed in, and she halted in the middle of the small store, cursing David under her breath. " Interesting and fun" she echoed "Well..." There was a short pause, lips pursing lightly as those brows furrowed "It depends on w'at you call fun." She gave him "If you like t'e ladies tied up.. t'en t'ere's some roping , some stuff.. If you like 'em tied up and a little bit pained t'ere's some great flogs, and w'ips.. I personally got t'ese." She moved to the whips and floggings, hand on a rack "Leaves a real nasty mark for a couple of days, but I'd say it is wort' it."
Sheila, the store clerk, looks up, startled when the two enter, flanked by a whole camera crew, her eyes widening a bit, obviously at least she hadn't been alerted of this visit, though perhaps news just didn't make it down the line of command, whatever it may be. Normally about this time she would ask if she can help them, but since cameras are rolling, instead she remembers the tips she learned working as a PA and looks for someone holding a clipboard and a walkie talkie and makes questioning eye contact... the producer, or whoever he is, just nods at her in a way that she assumes means 'act natural' so she smiles perkily and gestures a bit at the wares while shoving the boxes behind the counter with her foot. "Let me know if I can help you out in any way!?" she says cheerfully, letting them explore the shop as much as they like on their own.
James would nod along as he observed the various products presented on the shelves. A quizzical look on his face, one of wonderment as she says it depends on what he liked. It would be hard not to guess that he was the dominating kind, his big booming voice would leave little to the imagination where his growling personality was concerned. "I would say tied up is definitely one way to go." Nodding further he followed Max to the rack of floggers and other toys. He looked down to the petite woman as she mentioned her posessions, a quirk of his brow. Placing a hand on one of the floggers he lifted it off and held it in his hand. "Well this is not unfamiliar at all. How about you? what do YOU prefer?". He could see from the corner of his eye the interaction between clerk and crew and a hearty smile was offered to the woman as she offered her help. "What would you recommend for an older man trying to catch up with the times? Keep in mind I have a cane." he would say in jest.
Max always felt at home in places like this, it was something with the smell of leather, latex and well - other things, the brunette glanced back as her fingers trailed one of the toys of flogs, and she couldn’t help it but chuckle at James, as he mentioned tied up was one way to go. “Hmm, Like I t’out’t.” As if Max already had profiled the guy enough to see what his preferences was, and how he would like it. Perhaps she had fantasised over it, perhaps she hadn’t. Who knew. She looked over her shoulder into the direction, slowly she turned on her heels, just to move closer. If she could she would aim one hand for his shoulder, while she moved to stand on her tiptoes, to whisper something in his ear. It was private, she rather didn’t kiss and tell, nor share her secrets with Hathian’s finest viewers and fans. Maybe, there was a chance that the microphone of one of them would pick it up, never the less - it was only for the Colonel to hear. “I can be anyt’ing you want, monsieur.” She whispered “I ‘ave always admired a firm ‘and, but t’at is between you and me, as in my profession, I don’t get to be picky w’en it comes down to it.. W’et’er t’ey want me on my ‘and on knees, or on top of t’em.” She shrugged “I can do bot’, but for you… I would be a naughty lil minx, so you can try out t’at cane, uh?” The brunette would step away, moving to pet his chest softly, before backing away. Her attention drifting to the poor XXX-worker, like — Television could be quite overwhelming. “Bonjour, I am curious, w’at you would recommend.” She nodded , even if Max had her own thought too what she would offer besides the right amount of viagra. “Besides Viagra..” She had no shame there, as long his dick worked. Right?
Sheila watches the scene unfolding between the two with obvious amusement, but seems genuinely interested - better than being bored at work, right? The production assistant gestures from off camera for her too look busy so she starts to stock some of the more visually interesting sex toys in the background, avoiding looking at the camera... she starts with the "Purple Stallion" line of horse-shaped dildos and works her way UP from there in size...
James made him self incredibly still as Max moved over and lifted herself to whisper. Not only did the mics pick up the whispers, showing the words in a caption on the screen, but the cameras captured every change to his expression. The brows lofting, the faint but meaningful grin, no doubt a picture was being painted for him and he had no problem seeing it. As she moved away his head turned to gaze on her face, though it was possible he was gazing on more. He might have only one eye but he knew how to keep things subtle. "Well then..." unsure if the secret speech was picked up and so tried to keep things secret on his side "That's very good." keeping his demeanour as normal and as straight laced as ever. "Oh well now... I wouldn't say I'm quite there yet." a hearty laugh as he responded about the viagra "I'd say I have the energy of a horse given the right female." He put the flogger back and began inspecting the paddle. "I would like to make a gift Max. Is there anything in here that you don't have, but would like to?"
Max always felt at home in places like this, it was something with the smell of leather, latex and well - other things, the brunette glanced back as her fingers trailed one of the toys of flogs, and she couldn’t help it but chuckle at James, as he mentioned tied up was one way to go. “Hmm, Like I t’out’t.” As if Max already had profiled the guy enough to see what his preferences was, and how he would like it. Perhaps she had fantasised over it, perhaps she hadn’t. Who knew. She looked over her shoulder into the direction, slowly she turned on her heels, just to move closer. If she could she would aim one hand for his shoulder, while she moved to stand on her tiptoes, to whisper something in his ear. It was private, she rather didn’t kiss and tell, nor share her secrets with Hathian’s finest viewers and fans. Maybe, there was a chance that the microphone of one of them would pick it up, never the less - it was only for the Colonel to hear. “I can be anyt’ing you want, monsieur.” She whispered “I ‘ave always admired a firm ‘and, but t’at is between you and me, as in my profession, I don’t get to be picky w’en it comes down to it.. W’et’er t’ey want me on my ‘and on knees, or on top of t’em.” She shrugged “I can do bot’, but for you… I would be a naughty lil minx, so you can try out t’at cane, uh?” The brunette would step away, moving to pet his chest softly, before backing away. Her attention drifting to the poor XXX-worker, like — Television could be quite overwhelming. “Bonjour, I am curious, w’at you would recommend.” She nodded , even if Max had her own thought too what she would offer besides the right amount of viagra. “Besides Viagra..” She had no shame there, as long his dick worked. Right?
Sheila watches the scene unfolding between the two with obvious amusement, but seems genuinely interested - better than being bored at work, right? The production assistant gestures from off camera for her too look busy so she starts to stock some of the more visually interesting sex toys in the background, avoiding looking at the camera... she starts with the "Purple Stallion" line of horse-shaped dildos and works her way UP from there in size...
James made him self incredibly still as Max moved over and lifted herself to whisper. Not only did the mics pick up the whispers, showing the words in a caption on the screen, but the cameras captured every change to his expression. The brows lofting, the faint but meaningful grin, no doubt a picture was being painted for him and he had no problem seeing it. As she moved away his head turned to gaze on her face, though it was possible he was gazing on more. He might have only one eye but he knew how to keep things subtle. "Well then..." unsure if the secret speech was picked up and so tried to keep things secret on his side "That's very good." keeping his demeanour as normal and as straight laced as ever. "Oh well now... I wouldn't say I'm quite there yet." a hearty laugh as he responded about the viagra "I'd say I have the energy of a horse given the right female." He put the flogger back and began inspecting the paddle. "I would like to make a gift Max. Is there anything in here that you don't have, but would like to?"
Max offered a simple lift of her shoulders as if she silently said ‘Think about it’ before she moved closer to the store, as the employee of the XXX Seemed to be shied away by the camera’s and focused on stocking items her attention drifted to some DVD’s, her attention remained there longer, lifting the big titties porno, as if she was interested in it, even if she really wasn’t. She grinned as he mentioned not being on the viagra level yet she chuckled “a ‘orse , uh?” She smiled “Elegant animal..” she kinda let out, letting thoughts stray somewhere she didn’t want them to head to. There was no hiding, her eyes drifted to trail over his pants for a moment, but she snapped out of it. “T’e rig’t female, uh?” She echoed “So, w’at is t’e rig’t female for you?” She asked “I couldn’t ‘elp but t’ink t’at it is not something like me you are lookin for.” She said — as he mentioned a gift though, her brows moved up. “I didn’t know we were on t’at stage yet. She smirked, figuring he at least had some money, she would go for the more pricey vibrators, cause you know — She wasn’t one to spend a lot on them, she usually had a partner to get her needs from. So she picked an expensive, fancy looking one, different stands and all that, a finger lifting up to the box somewhere on the shelf. “T’at one.” She simply said, having no problems with picking something expensive, as she liked to think her taste was just as expensive. She looked back at Weaver with a charming smile, she could be such a gold digger, it was unbelievable really. “You know..” She paused momentarily before she moved back to him, to be closer again “If it is pleasure you want, I am able to offer t’at to you, if you let me.. I am experienced, really good at it — Wanna bet t’at I am better t’an most of t’e girls in t’e ‘ouse.” She said as if she was challenging him.
James nodded as though they were speaking about the news... they were talking facts of course.. as she confirmed his choice of animal. Putting the paddle away "Indeed a horse." the smirk on his face was impossible to miss "It speaks to many things I think, agility, speed, power..." he held her gaze strongly even with the one eye, speaking slowly, almost a harsh whisper and almost like in a rhythm of sorts as he punctuated each word with a pause "... grace and determination. The right female is one who can handle all of this and match me... surprise me... excite me. I find you to be mysterious Max, I don't see why you would wouldn't be classified as such." He listened to her further, a smile on his faint, a hint of it but given his features, hard to miss "Are you now? Well... lets hope for my sake then that you get a chance to prove it." he spoke in a low tone, quirking one brow briefly, aware still that there were cameras and the world was watching. He cleared his throat and looked up to the clerk "Yes this one please." a firm nod as he snapped out of their little moment... for now. Oh he definitely had a reason for which he had offered the present. Ofcourse the first being to give something to the lovely lady. But he did want to see what she would choose and he found that to be telling. Once he paid the clerk, she handed him the shopping bad with the rich dildo, which he in turn handed to Max while the clerk was advised again to move out of the shot, poor girl. "Well Max, something to remember the day by. I hope it will be very useful. I feel I learned a great deal more about you today than I did in our first meeting." The gentlemanly smile returned and his voice returned to its normal gruff tone.
Max watched him intently, reading his smiles, while brown hues settled to watch the blinded eye, before the other. “Hmm, Glad I always ‘ave been fond of playing’ t’e cowgirl.” She said, after he had mentioned all the qualities of the animal, there was a moment there that she lifted her chin lightly, with the lightest curve of those lips, almost determined she could match that description, if she wanted to that was. Though, that moment between them didn’t last as long as she had wished, and after he had paid for her she would reach for the bag, taking it from him. “ I am sure I can prove you many things, mon c’erie. Merci for t’e great gift..” her head moving lightly, into a polite bow, before she moved in closer another time. Unless she was halted, she would move to whisper a final thing. “I will be fancyin’ it tonight, letting my imagination run freely, imagining’ it would be you, fuckin’ me.” Unless she was halted, she would move to aim a kiss on his cheek, leaving little lips smudge of lipstick there, before she would try to move past him, knowing — there was a certain time for the date. “See you soon, C’erie.” She purred out, obviously wagging the little bag while her hips swayed so she could head into the limousine, and head back to the mansion, as she hadn’t stayed there, yet — but was planning to at least stir some trouble.
James nodded as though they were speaking about the news... they were talking facts of course.. as she confirmed his choice of animal. Putting the paddle away "Indeed a horse." the smirk on his face was impossible to miss "It speaks to many things I think, agility, speed, power..." he held her gaze strongly even with the one eye, speaking slowly, almost a harsh whisper and almost like in a rhythm of sorts as he punctuated each word with a pause "... grace and determination. The right female is one who can handle all of this and match me... surprise me... excite me. I find you to be mysterious Max, I don't see why you would wouldn't be classified as such." He listened to her further, a smile on his faint, a hint of it but given his features, hard to miss "Are you now? Well... lets hope for my sake then that you get a chance to prove it." he spoke in a low tone, quirking one brow briefly, aware still that there were cameras and the world was watching. He cleared his throat and looked up to the clerk "Yes this one please." a firm nod as he snapped out of their little moment... for now. Oh he definitely had a reason for which he had offered the present. Ofcourse the first being to give something to the lovely lady. But he did want to see what she would choose and he found that to be telling. Once he paid the clerk, she handed him the shopping bad with the rich dildo, which he in turn handed to Max while the clerk was advised again to move out of the shot, poor girl. "Well Max, something to remember the day by. I hope it will be very useful. I feel I learned a great deal more about you today than I did in our first meeting." The gentlemanly smile returned and his voice returned to its normal gruff tone.
Max watched him intently, reading his smiles, while brown hues settled to watch the blinded eye, before the other. “Hmm, Glad I always ‘ave been fond of playing’ t’e cowgirl.” She said, after he had mentioned all the qualities of the animal, there was a moment there that she lifted her chin lightly, with the lightest curve of those lips, almost determined she could match that description, if she wanted to that was. Though, that moment between them didn’t last as long as she had wished, and after he had paid for her she would reach for the bag, taking it from him. “ I am sure I can prove you many things, mon c’erie. Merci for t’e great gift..” her head moving lightly, into a polite bow, before she moved in closer another time. Unless she was halted, she would move to whisper a final thing. “I will be fancyin’ it tonight, letting my imagination run freely, imagining’ it would be you, fuckin’ me.” Unless she was halted, she would move to aim a kiss on his cheek, leaving little lips smudge of lipstick there, before she would try to move past him, knowing — there was a certain time for the date. “See you soon, C’erie.” She purred out, obviously wagging the little bag while her hips swayed so she could head into the limousine, and head back to the mansion, as she hadn’t stayed there, yet — but was planning to at least stir some trouble.
James smiled as she mentioned being a cowgirl, the kind of smile that could be seen from his eyes, eyes that were thinking still on her earlier whispers. "It is my pleasure... thank YOU for the wonderful company." he lowered himself a little to allow her to whisper to him again. The captioning at the bottom relaying the conversation to the viewers as the mics picked it up once again. He blinked a couple of times and arched one brow, another smirk making its way through, so sure that no one could hear her. Clearing his throat after her lips pressed his cheek for a kiss, he resisted to match a response. Instead he masked it once again "I most certainly approve." Always proper, always aware of his surroundings and keeping up appearances. It was sadly the reason why their interesting exchange was left short. A gentleman's nod with a tilted head as they moved to leave the store. "I hope to see you soon as well Max." he would wait for her to depart before turning around to walk toward the limo.
From inside the limo James gives a quick confessional. "Yes... she is quite mysterious... definitely seems to know what she likes and uhhh... quite confident, that's always a good quality. " Frame cuts in and out to the next comment "Oh.. yes I wanted to see what she would pick. She picked something functional, she did go for the pricier item, I'm not sure if she was taking advantage or she just has rich tastes." Frame cuts in and out "Yes, she did whisper some things to me. A gentleman never tells" a half smile given as he gets comfortable in the limo for the rest of the ride.
From inside the limo James gives a quick confessional. "Yes... she is quite mysterious... definitely seems to know what she likes and uhhh... quite confident, that's always a good quality. " Frame cuts in and out to the next comment "Oh.. yes I wanted to see what she would pick. She picked something functional, she did go for the pricier item, I'm not sure if she was taking advantage or she just has rich tastes." Frame cuts in and out "Yes, she did whisper some things to me. A gentleman never tells" a half smile given as he gets comfortable in the limo for the rest of the ride.