Work Hard, Play Hard, pt. 5

Here are the links to the images:

BLUE DRESS - https://drive.google.com/open?id=0B7MlCEoEDaftWkdzWXNVNzg2N0k

BLACK BODYSUIT- https://drive.google.com/open?id=1hiP9cndcee-g9M_nIVGzmdgwIxoN-3Wu

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WORK HARD PLAY HARD

My dad was a workaholic. No hobbies. No outside interests apart from providing for his family and being a fan of professional sports. After being a migrant worker, traveling the US from one farm to another as a boy, he worked his way up the grocery store business until he became assistant manager for Safeway in the 1970s. In 1978, he decided to buy a small restaurant, a burger take-out stand. I was less than a year old.

I grew up behind the counter with my brother, watching the banter, the long hours, and learning the tenets of hard work and self-sacrifice. He taught both actively and by his own example, and I am the person I am today because of him being in that place. And he always had this motto: Work Hard and Play Hard. It took me years to understand what that meant, but from time to time he would boil it down for us.

“What’s the point of making money if you never enjoy it? Don’t spend frivolously, but go and enjoy the fruits of your labor from time to time. Be safe, but a little irresponsible. Have a good time. Then show up to work on time the next day.”

These are lessons I learned as I worked the counter every day after high school. While other kids were going to the beach, spending their summer and winter breaks at the beach or on trips, we were working. Occasionally I’d be frustrated, I’d begrudge the whole endeavor. Yet I never complained when I was the only one hanging out with my friends who had money in his pocket. I was always taken care of financially, both from the generosity of my parents and my own long hours I put in. I wish more people were like that, but alas, the world has changed a bit.

Why do I mention all this, you ask? Because now that I no longer have a day job, I feel like I’m not pulling my weight as a member of society. I feel slightly lost and confused of my place in all of this. But I’m also shooting the hell out of any model I can find, editing quickly, and sorting through my past work to have as much to offer all of you as possible.

This series is of the great Tazia, taken only a few days after we first met. She is a radiant beauty, the kind that can consume your mental space and leave you feeling never fully satisfied. But you always come back for more. I have plenty of great, sexy sets of her, some highly sexual and erotic. Would you all be interested? here are also several videos I’ve been sitting on of her. Let me know what you think.

Sometimes you put your nose down and trudge through the mess of work just to get it done. But sometimes, very rarely, you just have to say “fuck it” and have a great goddamn time.

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Here are those links again:

BLUE DRESS - https://drive.google.com/open?id=0B7MlCEoEDaftWkdzWXNVNzg2N0k

BLACK BODYSUIT- https://drive.google.com/open?id=1hiP9cndcee-g9M_nIVGzmdgwIxoN-3Wu