

***CAMGIRL MEMOIR 10 - Mr.Pinto*** **March 2012** Things were slowly picking up and camming was already my full time job. Early that month I had played hangman with my viewers and picked the phrase: "GoodBye * *StoreName* *" to celebrate my 2 week notice going through. My ex husband had just left for a 2 month long training so I spent most of my time working. I wasn't alone though. Mr.Pinto was always with me. Mr.Pinto was a ridiculously huge **virgin** dildo that was purchased by a gentleman in 2011 through Amazon to me. No, not because I requested it. It remained virgin. When I say ridiculously huge I do mean inhumanly large. Mr.Pinto often had a moody smiley face drawn on it's.. erm... head. Once it wore a tiny hat and more than twice he was used as Karaoke Microphone. This night was different though...I had used Mr. Pinto during a Skype show, so he sat clean and ready suctioned to the big mirror in the bedroom. A guy wanted me to: 1. Gently oil it up 2. Start laughing and saying he was weak because he had a penis. 3. Flick on it violently. 4. Step on Pinto's balls with high heels. Something didn't sit well on my stomach that night and I had to wake up early for my last shift. Luckily, I fell asleep almost instantly but in the next morning my mind started to speak up: *"How could people's fantasies be so varied? I had heard of some fetishes before, but never imagined how deep it could go. Really.. high heels* -**shudder**- I turned around and saw Mr Pinto still suctioned to the mirror. - *"I keep feeling that I'm forgetting something... probably just forgetting what it was like to have some innocence"* I chuckled and left to work. Last day working as a cashier flew by. I actually enjoyed chatting with my co-workers knowing it was the last time I'd stand for hours again on that store. I was having a good day and before going home I stopped at the apartment's office to see if new Amazon packages had arrived. The gentle old lady jumped on her chair and lowered her glasses when I entered the room. She treated me in a cold manner that was very unlike her and I figured she was probably having a bad day. As I walked back to my car the 2 maintenance guys looked at me and talked to each other from behind the pool bushes. I thought I recognized a malicious smile on my direction, but shrug it off as my mind playing tricks from too much MFC. I parked in my garage, walked upstairs in a rush and from a distance I saw a paper glued on my door. What could it be? As I approach I see it's from the office, and it reads: ***"ANNUAL APARTMENT INSPECTION"*** Oh..I guess this is what I had truly forgotten. The 48hour Apartment Inspection notice they'd sent 2 days ago. Inside the letter, a list of all the things they noticed within the property. Most of it was painting issues, but a small note in the bottom informed we would need to do a mold treatment ASAP as it was starting inside the bedroom's closet. In MY bedroom's closet. The one with a giant inhumanely large sized **virgin** dildo suctioned onto the mirror. Except they didn't know about the **virgin** part... And the mirror happened to be the closet's door... And the dildo was oiled up, there was a mini hat dropped on the floor. And a teddy bear wearing panties on bed, a towel on the floor with lotion on it, several panties around the room... a banana peel that I ate in the morning and forgot to throw away... And the webcam was pointing directly at the scene using the back of a chair as a tripod. The picture came clear in my head. The huge thing dancing in the air as they opened and closed the closet and looked around trying to find mold. The old lady manager making sure everyone was keeping posture. Mr Pinto nodding looking straight into her eyes. My face burning replaying the scene of me walking in the office with a smile while people wondered how long I can walk around without wearing a dia.per. *"Do I have any new Amazon Boxes?"* *"Yes big Amazon box.. 12 inch box?"*👁️👄👁️ Anyway, Whatever to what they think! Right? It's not like I need their approval, also the bills had been paid on the last day of every month. This should be their only concern. I moved a couple months later. Illustrative pic of me in my new apartment in 2015 😅 this was years later but I guess I never took many pics around 2012