My feelings of dominance over guys really started developing seriously when I won a few beauty and wet t-shirt contests and began working as a figure model. I’m pretty “spectacularly endowed” (as more than one fellow has told me) and am in demand by photographers. I do some pretty sizzling stuff, if I do say so myself.

A lot of guys hang around these shoots — photographers and their assistants, magazine people, art directors, agency people, clients, etc. And they seem to fall into two groups — macho types who try to impress me and control me, and the shy, awe-struck ones who just seem to want to worship me. I find myself drawn more toward the shy ones; they’re generally sweeter and more sincere.

Donald was one of the cutest and shyest of these, and certainly the most... Read More