Leire and her shadow (preview)

She's so very lovely, her 19 years old body is so very tempting, round and soft - so I took a very simple series of her. Just Leire, a white wall, one flash... Here's a preview for you.

You didn't see much from me in the last two weeks, I know. I hope to catch up in the next days before the month ends!

Although in general I live a very happy and good life, I also have my times that are not so very good. We had this "imprisonment" during some month that let me stay alone without one single real contact during several weeks, no human voice in direct (only though the phone), no odor of human skin, no being close to another body and soul - it had its effects on me, I must confess.

Then my uncle, the young brother of my mother, died with only 11 years older than I am, from brain tumors - within just a few weeks after their detection. My mother, of 84 years, is in the hospital right now with a severe depression (and everything else that this age brings - my father used to say: getting old is nothing for cowards) and in our daily phone calls (she's in Switzerland, I'm in Spain) I try to transfer good and happy energy to her, but it lets me a bit exhausted and sad each time...

Finally I am actively searching new models again, with ads etc., and this is always another reason to get depressive. I have to write hundreds of emails and whatsapp messages, make many appointments - and in 8 of 10 cases the girl doesn't show up without even sending a short message. This Sunday I had to get up extra early because the girl could only come to the interview at this time. She didn't show up without cancelling the appointment. Many of them who do show up have sent me images when they had half the age and a third of weight... 

That's nothing new: when the sun shines they can't come to an interview because it's too hot. When it rains they can't come because they could get wet. When it's grey they can't because it's grey. Most of the Spanish girls don't want to do something to gain money - they live comfortably on the cost of Mami, they'd just love to have some more money. I am sure, if I told them: ok, tell me the location of your letter box, I'll throw in some money; they'd tell me: but I live in the third floor, can't you bring it to my door so that I don't have to move my ass?  

So with all of this I feel a bit down and it's hard to transmit the sensual happiness that you expect from me.  

Enough of complains.

It's not the first time in my life that things get a bit complicated for a while, and I know those moments are phases that pass. And it's already getting better - my special patrons will see one reason later today in a special video :-)

I use this occasion to once again say thank you very much, my patrons, for being here and supporting my work. I hope I can give you what you love!