Episode 6 Episode 7
This is where you
are able to read the Baroness' very own private
and revealing behind-the-scenes diary.
EPISODE 1. LIFE'S
late and great Christian Dior once told me that
he wouldn’t dress a woman unless she was pale
and interesting, made-up and thin. Well, that look
certainly doesn’t work on a beach. Something
I now know from experience.
Yesterday we finished filming the episode, Life’s
a Beach, and I still have sand in my hair,
a pair of ruined shoes and a slightly burnt nose.
Can you imagine anything more ghastly? And they
told me that Cape Town is glamorous! Why I ever
agreed in the first place to venture onto a sandpit
for adults is beyond me...
I asked Richard, my camera- man, to get a good close-up
of the boy sunbathing on the rocks at Sandy Bay.
Meaning a close-up of his delicious foreskin. Richard
assured me that he had captured every detail. I
had the feeling he enjoyed it. (He is straight…Isn’t
he? Must check with Lars, my director.) Sitting
on the rocks, I poured some champagne on his penis.
It erected immediately. Just what I wanted! But
sorry, darling viewers, you don’t get to see
I had no idea that Jeremy Mansfield has so much
sex appeal! He is married, so the poor darling will
need some real sex. Will call him tomorrow.
The gorgeous boy taking a shower on Clifton beach
asked me out to dinner…or did I ask him? Who
cares! He was nervous during dinner, so I discreetly
fondled him just to put him at ease… and to
assess the size. Enormous.
He fucked like a dream… came too quickly.
Left his underpants. Just wondering, would any fetishists
like to have them? I suspected that Gino was listening
at the door, so I moaned a little louder…
he deserved a treat after a gruelling day.
Speaking of which, Gino has just knocked…bringing
me a nightcap? Nearly forgot. Matt, the lifeguard,
is coming for coffee tomorrow morning. Coffee?
Come in Gino…make it a double, and ONE block