Loop DeLoupe

Selina and I went for a walk, back during the peak of fall, through a beautiful park. She had on what she did, assuring me she wasn’t cold. I don’t know, maybe she was just in a flashy mood.

We stopped at a park bench where she lit up a cigarette and the rest is photographic history.

Now is the part of the show, ladies and gentlemen, where you, the viewer, get to sit back and hear me explain a couple of things and maybe if you’re lucky, a good old-fashioned rant!

First off, my handle here at Tumblr, is different from what I used to go by, a couple of months ago. I used to be known as Harley Stone (are the wheels turning in your heads now?), but left after discovering that some low-life POS’s we’re taking the work I did and cropping out my logo, thus freeing them from the burden of just reposting my work, turning around and posting it as their own.

Yes, if you are the guilty party, ROT IN HELL!

Second, I also left due to Tumblr’s substandard upload ability, though now I’m back and using the app. Seems a small step up from crap now but so far today, I lost two fucking posts so who knows what the fuck is going on.

Third, I left here for a former site I belonged to, many years ago, and started to post there. Now it’s complete opposite reception to here with a very small group of folks who actually looked at my stuff and generally said ‘thanks’ rather than constructive criticism or helpful suggestions…basically crickets most of the time. Granted, I haven’t cancelled my account and I still haven’t decided to stick around or not.

Fast forward back to today and yes, I am still discovering the fucking digital buzzards picking apart my shit and posting it as their own.

I DO hope your feefee bags are kept clean from all the jerking off you’re doing to my work!!

I don’t mind fans, in fact I encourage it. Fandom at least tells me I’m on the right track. What I don’t like is what the above shitstains have been doing.

LIKE, REPOST or BOTH…STOP TAKING MY SHIT!

I couldn’t resist doing more work with this gal. Those eyes are irresistible, so innocent, yet sultry in their own special way.

She was a real trooper, especially with me hanging around her, looking for the perfect shot…what a creep I was.

It’s coming up and after working with these lovely ladies, something was DEFINITELY coming up.

Short, sweet and to the point, these photogenic women are far from being beyond their sell-by date.

I always perceived goth girls as hopeless romantics, taking cues from the best literary minds, like Lovecraft and Poe. Sometimes their emotions say they’re in a constant state of depression but that’s not it at all. They view the world differently and maybe to them, being the way they are is just simply who they are and nothing more.

This gal had a penchant for cigarette holders, but in a more aristocratic and glamorous way, such as to seduce others to do their bidding. She had me hooked…

I’m not a fan of lawyers. I get that they have a job to do, but sometimes, well let’s not get into that right now.

I had a small legal matter to attend to, and this lady came highly recommended, to help me through the process. It was a late night and after a couple of drinks, she sighed and said she needed to relax.

Who was I to argue…

Seems her definition of relaxation differed from mine, not that it was a bad thing and then again, who was I to argue? She was a pro at arguing, amongst other things.

I invited her over for some drinks and good conversation. She was hesitant at first, realizing our age gap and feared that things might progress faster than she anticipated. After pouring her favorite wine, she lit up a cigarette, just to break the tension.

My pulse raced as she took that initial drag from her beautifully long and feline cigarette. I never witnessed a more seductive and sensual act coming from a woman like her before. What may have seemed commonplace and normal to her, was a divine treat for me…one I will never forget.

As if it were a scene from a movie, we left the restaurant, heading out for drinks and dancing. It felt like an eternity for that cab to show up. She got bored and lit up a cigarette. If there was ever a time that she never looked more beautiful, it was right now.

Her penchant for the finer things really showed that evening. Bundled up in her fur, shielding her provocative leather outfit, she had a playful, yet seductive side.

Needless to say, I wasn’t really hungry that night, and neither was she.