I joined the forum in June 2010.
The channels appear to my eyes as having changed so much in all those years possibly because of the burdensome weight of expectation that I rightly or wrongly have challenged the channels to live with.
It feels not merely a case of 'Oh no we are all buggered because there is little or no handthong' or even 'Oh no, where have all the all out sexfest 2-4-1s gone?'.
The pining for a Caty Cole spread legged, nude 'Please let the hand slip.......please' moment or a Zarwood session seems long gone.
The appreciation of the characters now sadly departed for me feels stronger than ever. I look back now and appreciate just how authentic the likes of Lolly Badcock, Tiffany Chambers, Dani O'Neal and Dionne Daniels were in their own different ways.
They were part of a bygone age in my misty eyed reflections. An old fashioned type of glamour model yet no nonsense nightshow. I appreciate Lolly did some porn too but she made it feel like she hadn't in a very interesting way.
There was none of the anti freeloader, wishlist filled prima donna depressiveness that all consumes now. Everything seemed so much simpler then.
The nightshow purpose seemed so much purer, so much more honest and workman like. The greed and gimmicks of today seem a world away.
With time has felt a growing sense of grump on my part and an appreciation that OFCOM, the culture of over zealous regulation and channels driving themselves to varying speeds of self destruction is leading me further and further away from babeshow enjoyment. Fleeting glimpses of awesomeness and memories.
Amazing memories but still just memories.
The old style hot tub on Elite TV. Now a combined bath and shower on Studio 66.
The set and the channel name leave me asking WTF???
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I think of the workers, the triers. The Rachel Taylor's, the Tori Lee's and the Camilla Jayne's. No theme aversion. No degree of effort or imagination beyond them.
I reflect on those that hit the channels with such force it shook the nightshows to their very core. Yes Yasmine James I speak of you.
Their times have come and all too sadly gone and I am left somewhat empty.
Empty now of both hope and expectation. Sad in one way but oh so happy in another.
The admiration I currently have for three nightshow ladies in particular should feel as though it is more credit worthy than ever before. But alas it does not.
For all the explosive dynamism, energy and full throttle committment of Kerrie Lee.
For all the stylish eroticism, verve and creation of an epic sexual odyssey with Clare Richards.
And for all the remarkable, wonderful and blissful transformation of the heavenly Ashley Emma.
It isn't enough.
In truth for some time it has not been enough.
My eyes are weary, my spirit is not gone but is now at the beck and call of other life preferences. There is nothing to be achieved at £2 a minute.
Nothing to see here or enjoy anywhere.
The culture has changed and not for the better.
All too hard nosed all too stat driven.
All too matter of fact leading me into temptation to go the same way...... matter of fact.
On a forum such as this I don't see any point in that.
The joy of this forum is in the exchange of opinion and banter.
It is the warmest of comfort blankets but the channels and their prevailing culture have left me feeling like a sportsman who needs an ice bath to recover from the induced misery of another failed nightshow where once again boredom triumphs over excitement while ruthless money grabbing does likewise over imagination.
I have done the visual stimulation will prompt my call idea to it's very death.
But I don't see the point anymore.
Last orders at the nightshow bar.
Make mine a triple double babe stint on a bed set please barman.
And a cardboard cut out babe for the road.
