Truth is, Sandy has modeled. At the age of eighteen, he worked for a small Pittsburgh company called Humankind, a modeling agency that paid very little cash and had the reputation that its owners, Joel and Jimmy Davison (both in their middle thirties at the time), were said to have drugged their employees and raped them. Although Sandy wasn’t drugged, he did end up naked under Jimmy Davison numerous times, learning not only the ins and out of low-budget modeling, but also the vivid and intoxicating details of having relentless s*x with an older man. “I have done a little modeling,” Sandy admits, proud of his work in front of the camera. So happy there. Always.
Just as Sandy begins telling the facts of his short modeling career, Bobo’s moving bulk exits the bathroom to the far right. He tr
