
The house I stayed at was in a gated community where a few of its homeowners have names like Maloof, Wynn, Agassi, and Brunei... as in the Sultan of Brunei. Now don't get me wrong, the place I crashed at wasn't a Sultan's palace. Compared to the Sultan's crib, the house I was a guest at is a shack. But the shack was still quite impressive and luxurious nonetheless.
Anwway, I was there for business which included some shooting. The young lady above is Devin. Ya see, at this house I stayed at, they stock the jacuzzi with young ladies like Devin.
I'm fairly exhausted. And the four-hour drive back to L.A. didn't help my sense of sleep deprivation much. For that reason, I'm going to call it a night where I, thankfully, will get to sleep in my own bed for the first time in four nights. I'll update tomorrow, hopefully, with something more on-topic.
1 comment:
sounds like a fantastic trip ;) welcome back to the "real" world..
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