Wow it has been wayyyyyy too long since I last updated! Well school is finally out for me (yay summer) and my job stupidly hired way too many people so hours are really crappy and I'm barely getting any so now I am free to update! Please don't kill me for taking forever and a decade I love you all and I have really missed this so let's jump right in!

(Nothing has changed here people)

Well I know it has been awhile here people so I'll skip all the usual shenanigans and tell you what has been going on. So last time I left you guys Max and I pretty much made up, Iggy was pissed and not helping at all with the dog, Nudge wasn't involved very much, and Ella and Angel were not doing all the things required to own a dog.

Well much of all that is the same. Max and I are good; still have our random arguments (mostly over food and the times when she wants to cuddle but I don't feel like it) so yeah nothing new. Iggy absolutely hates Total now because he got into his supply of raw meat and eat… well… all of it. So yeah if I and the girls don't keep an eye on Total we might, unbeknownst to us, chow down on him for dinner. Nudge hasn't been around much I learned because she's been going through a lot at home with her folks. I'm thinking she's either about to move out or get kicked out, so we'll probably have a new roommate thanks to Iggy. And lastly my girls, Ella as I had predicted got tired of Total very quickly and doesn't do a damn thing much like Iggy. Mean while Angel cherishes and takes care of that mutt like he's her kid. Now if only she could pay for his health insurance.

Alright, is everyone caught up? Oh I apologize you guys probably want to know what's going on with me right? Well ok but just… don't laugh.

"That's it honey work it!"

FLASH!

"Oh yes marvelous! You're gorgeous love, absolutely gorgeous!"

FLASH!

Ugh kill me.

If you haven't guessed it by now because you're just stupid or whatever, I am at my third photo shoot this month! I really miss the days when I was just a blimp on the porn world radar. I hate this, all this attention and oil to "enhance my sexy". The photographers words not mine, I'm so embarrassed and humiliated by all this I haven't even told Iggy. Iggy is just the camera and editing guy for the movies so when I'm not making movies or at home with him, we don't see each other. I use to hate it because he was the only one I talked to and didn't want to kill. Well sometimes. But dressed like this, that ass face does not need to see me like this.

Oh you want to know what I have on? Yeah? Oh you mean now? The outfit I'm in right this second?

Yeah not happening kid, but I will tell you its leather and um… missing pieces… in important areas….. Yeah let that simmer and use your imagination.

"Alright Paris we have to move on to the interview, can you wrap it up?" My "manager" Ari asked. I swear Ari has never had his head farther shoved up my ass then he does now. If I tell him to jump he'll ask, how high and I'll tell him, off a five story building. You know so he can… practice flying… out of my ass.

Paris, the photographer, didn't seem too thrilled to have to let his "muse" go and out of this ridicules outfit that makes me look like "a sexy little kitten". Yeah I shuddered too.

"You cannot rush perfection my dearest one, art takes time."

"Yeah well we don't have time Fang's got an interview with Esquire Magazine so hurry the fuck up with your "muse"." Ari was daring him to challenge him. I just rolled my eyes and walked off set to change. Why Esquire wants to have an interview with me I'll never know, I'm a porn star. Esquire is a magazine about famous and important men… I think… I don't know I've only skimmed one once in the waiting room of Doctor Gunther-Hagen, but Ari says they want to talk to me about my style or "swag" and "bad ass attitude". Maybe a little bit about my job but mostly that. Whatever.

Once I finished getting dressed and dodged Paris's advances… again, I high tailed it out of there waiting for Ari in the town car that would take us to the place where we're meeting, with one of the editors. Not gonna lie I feel a little special, this editor flew in all the way from Iowa so yeah I'm kind of the shit right now. Finally Ari came running out on the phone talking animatedly before jumping on in the car.

"Alright Fang," He started after hanging up. "I need you to take this seriously, this is huge, this will make or break you and the convention, this will-"

"Ari?"

"Yes?"

"Shut up,"

He sighed, "Please Fang this is important,"

I rolled my eyes, "Yeah, sure,"

"Fang-"

"Yeah I got it Ari damn it it's just an interview about my "bad-assness" I'm not gonna screw it up!"

I didn't mean to explode but come on all this month I haven't had a beak. I haven't spent time with my "girlfriend", friends, or family in awhile. Hell now days I can barely take a shit without someone needing me for something. I'm tired, annoyed, and hungry. All I do is work out to "keep my body in shape" since apparently I gained weight according to Ari. I don't know how I feel about him noticing that I gained a little weight when no one (including me) sees this. Oh and he's forced me on to this protein, and fruits and vegetables diet. I'm starving! And Dying and I just can't take this!

Sorry for the mental temper tantrum guys but come on if I didn't freak out internally every once in awhile you guys wouldn't love me.

"I understand you're under a lot of stress and we're all putting a lot of pressure on you but it will all be worth it in the end!"

I looked out my window to tired to argue anymore, "It better be,"

This is me now I've become a puppet on strings for these people; I grin and bear it in front of the people and lime line and when I'm finally alone… I cry. I actually cry. I cry for myself. I cry for my girls. I cry for what I'm doing to myself. This might just kill me.

"Don't forget your name is-"

"The Dark Knight, they don't need to know my real name." Not like I would give it anyway.

"You're from-"

"Nebraska,"

"Marital status-"

"Single and ready to mingle,"

"Sexual orientation?"

"Open minded," I finished sounding like a robot, I am a robot.

Ari clapped me on the back, "You're ready knock them dead!" He said before scampering away leaving me alone on the couch waiting for my doom. I mean for the editor.

"Well hello handsome, you must be the man I'll have the pleasure of interviewing today." A nice looking older woman exclaimed coming over to me.

I got up to meet her half way shaking her hand, "Yes ma'am it's nice to meet you,"

She smiled warmly, I couldn't return it.

"Well a bad boy that has manors, now I've seen everything. This is going to be such fun." She took a seat and a PA instantly ran over to place a glass of water in front of her.

She didn't even blink as she picked it up and took a sip shuffling though her notes, as everyone around us put the finishing touches together.

She looked back up at me as I sat back down, "I do hope you aren't nervous I have an old fashions tape recorder and it doesn't pick up stuttering and babel too well."

I forced my snide comment back, "No I'm fine,"

She smiled again, "That you are, my dear"

"Alright ready when you are," One of the tech people said to the lady.

"Excellent," She looked back at me again straitening up in her seat. "Are you ready?"

"As I'll ever be,"

So for the next couple of chapters I'm going to focus on Fang a lot without everyone else. They might make appearances but Fang is about to go through some things that won't affect the others until later on. So R&R for the next one and hang in there with me guys!