Rubberella was born out of sheer frustration, first published in SECRET magazine in the early 90's, then uploaded online in 2001.

I had contributed a couple of pictures to SECRET, a beautiful fetish photography magazine published in Brussels. Unlike Skin Two or Marquis, two other classy titles, SECRET stayed faithful to its black & white roots. It's resisted going full color or getting a bit gaudy in the process. But with issue #18 SECRET is taking the big leap. If your newsstand doesn't carry it, stomp your big fat feet on the ground very loud until they put it on the shelf!

Where I live is a very conservative small town in America. All the girls and women are either too young in high school or married with children. In between they go seek adventure in the big city. After not being able to line up live models who would pose for these types of pictures, Jrgen suggested I write something instead. Since I didn't want to get arrested I decided it wasn't such a bad idea. So far there's only been two chapters. If Secret readers want more, I will be glad to oblige.

I absolutely loved the image of that cruise ship in the French sci-fi flick The Fifth Element with Bruce Willis and Milla Jovovich. I wished they had spent more time on board before blowing it up. Twenty years or so ago I had found a sci-fi book in a store that took place on a space based bordello. I loved the premise. I didn't buy the book. I never bothered to write down the title either,  dummy me! So I've never been able to find it again since.

So that's kind of where I'm at with the story so far... Although it's more SAS, OSS 117 or James Bond than Star Wars. I don't really know where I'm going with it yet. I'd rather be shooting nudes at nuclear power plants, but those are the breaks.

Keep in mind this is XXX rated stuff, so don't venture any further if you're under 18 or don't want to be offended. Call it conspiracy pornography.

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