Chapter 14: Thursday, Week One

Thursday

It was nice to sleep past 6:00am without having to go running on Thursday morning. I eventually rolled out of bed and took care of my housekeeping chores, then dressed and headed to the café.

There were several campers spread all around, but I chose a table alone as I wanted to think.

As I thought back over the last week at Porn Camp, I began to realize what all I’d learned, so I got up and bummed a note pad and pen from the front desk, then sit down to write.

I wrote about how I had learned that I needed to get my body in shape and then keep it in shape. No one wanted an out of shape male slobbering all over them, puffing and out of breath. Good sex and good filming required me to be in good physical condition.

I decided that I needed to pay more attention to the details. Like how I positioned the girl and myself for the camera and how I transitioned positions, which made for better film and a better experience for my partner.

I also realized just how much the technicians and other support staff actually did to make my performance better. I needed to talk more with the director to make sure I was getting their vision for the scene on film. I needed to spend more time with the lead tech who had responsibility for making sure they captured me the right way to meet the directors vision. I needed to try and know more about the technicians who had important jobs to help everything come together.

And I needed to understand my co-actors better. Particularly their strengths and weaknesses in front of the camera, in order to help them get more out of their performances and a better scene. I realized I just couldn’t go around, flashing my tongue or my cock and expect great film to happen. I had to work on all the small details.

I decided that I also should spend more time trying to understand how the studio worked and what they really wanted from their actors. That was a big one.

Honey, the camera operator that I had met on the ride from the airport came up and sat her tray on my table.

“Mind if I sit with you? There’s nobody left in here,” she asked.

“Not at all. Help yourself,” I told her. “How’s your first week of Porn Camp going?”

“Pretty good!” Honey told me. “I’ve had more training and learned more stuff in the last week than I have in the last six months at the studio. And I can’t wait to try out the new drone cameras!”

“Drone cameras?” I asked. I had heard them mentioned at orientation but hadn’t thought much more about them. I knew we hadn’t been using them inside the studio.

“They are fantastic! I believe I could almost shoot an entire scene with one,” she said excitedly. “But I’m not ready to try it indoors yet. Too many obstructions. And Mr. Hubbard says we won’t do any outside shots until the last week.”

“Have you got your card yet?” I asked. I was referring to our medical card we were supposed to get today.

“Not yet!” she said. “I just got out of bed.”

“Catching up on your sleep?”

“Let’s just say I was doing some in-depth study on anatomy and leave it at that,” she said with a grin.

“Well, I’ll tell you what. Let’s go get our cards and I’ll tell you about an idea I’m working on. I think you’ll like it!” I said.

We took our trays to the kitchen and then walked outside. The sun was shining and there was no wind to speak of.

“Here’s my idea. What if I find a girl and take her out to one of these meadows and spread a blanket, we could take some snacks and relax and maybe practice a scene or two.”