25% of US Teenage Girls Are Dirty, Filthy Whores

STDs in Porn

So says the federal Centers for Disease Control and Prevention (CDC). They just ran some sort of study that says “One in four teenage girls in the United States has a sexually-transmitted disease”. The CDC brags that the study is “the first in its kind to examine the prevalence of common sexually transmitted diseases among adolescent girls”. So let’s face it: a quarter of teen girlies are, in fact, dirty, filthy whores.

No, wait.

They’re dirty, filthy sluts…cause I’m sure almost all of them don’t charge for hitting the puss; however, any that do charge for it are way smarter than the ones giving it away for free.

HPV was the most common STD of the lot, followed by chlamydia, trichomoniasis, and herpes. I grabbed a pic of those fantastic purple and yellow dots outlined in the pretty Easter egg blue.

HPV’s are pretty!

Apparently, black girls are the dirtiest of them all, as half of them have Stank Puss. White girls and Latinas don’t even run a close second, unless you combine them. Does this tell us anything about our society?

Does this tell us anything at all?

Here’s where it gets even more disturbing: “Analysts say some doctors are also reluctant to discuss screening with teenage patients because of confidentiality concerns, knowing parents would have to be told of the results.”

Hey, that’s a comma splice! When I was a teacher, I’d deduct 5 points from that AP writer’s paper due to an error in punctuation.

When I was at ASU a girl gave me chlamydia, but that makes sense, cause she went to school at The U of A (our arch rivals). She was a dirty Wildcat, and I was a clean Sun Devil. It’s so easy to blame anything on anyone from Tucson.

No, wait. Let’s Blame It On Yoko.

Better yet, let’s blame it all on Bush and the retards he’s hired to tout Abstinence Only Programs and making sex something dirty that’s difficult to talk about. Let’s blame it on the retards at the local level — from your high school Principals to the people who get together in groups on pray on Sundays and then afterward pat themselves on the back and call themselves “good”.

Did I ever tell you about a girl I banged named Nancy who gave me The Crabs?

I grabbed a pic of those ugly, six-legged critters, and they may be ugly, but unlike HPV, crabs are fun! I was actually on the phone with Nancy when I discovered a few of them playing a game of tag in my undies. They were chasing each other, and it got so wild I had to do a pube check while on the phone with her. My balls were very itchy, and I couldn’t figure out what the fuck was going on. That’s when I discovered my pubic lice.

First thing I did was tell Nancy I had to hang up. I didn’t tell her why. I just hung up. And then I screamed.

Just then my pal Mike called. My brain was in the middle of a melt-down when he said, “hey dude, I gotta tell you two things.”

I don’t think I even answered him.

“I’m banging Nancy. I know you guys are kinda hanging out, so I thought I’d tell you.”

“Uh huh,” I replied, watching the crabs do a dance around my limp wiener, almost like a lost tribe of pygmies dancing around a tiny Totem Pole.

“And I think she gave me crabs.”

That’s how I knew it was Nancy.

But maybe Mike gave them to Nancy and Nancy gave them to me?

Does it really even matter? Cause all you gotta do when you get a case of the crabs is spend about 10 bucks on some shampoo at Your Local Corporate Drug Store, and they vanish in minutes. Then, when you peel off your tighty-whiteys a bit later, all that’s left is a pile of dead crabs near the skid marks in your undies.

That’s not 1/2 as bad as the clap, which I’ve never got, but I’ve heard all sorts of horror stories about….mainly that green goop runs out your pee hole and the shot hurts like a motherfucker.

10 bucks, embarrassing yourself at the check out stand at the drug store…or green goop, a shot, and embarrassing yourself at the doc’s office.

I choose crabs; hence, crabs are fun! In fact they make me kinda giggle now. In a silly sorta way!

Some people think porn stars are dirty. In almost 6 years of hanging around — and occasionally having sex with some of them — I’ve yet to catch anything from anyone. Which is a really dumb thing to say, cause with my luck, any day now my ween will turn green and fall off.

STDs in Porn

The Phoenix Forum

Naked Dodgeball at The Phoenix Forum

I’m in a bit of a hurry this morning, as it’s time for me to leave to “The Phoenix Forum”, which is an annual conference for all the smut peddlers on the internet to meet, greet, and try to do business with one another.

Yes, we have our very own conventions, and if you’re wondering what it’s like at a Smut Peddler Convention, here ya go:

1) Everyone arrives Thursday morning, and there’s all sorts of seminars throughout the day like, “How To Maximize Your Gay Traffic” and “Solo Girl Roundtable” — and in between seminars everyone drinks free booze and at the end of the day we watch girls play naked dodgeball.

2) Friday people walk around nursing hangovers and sit through seminars like “Emerging Technologies” and “Legal Symposium” — and in between seminars everyone drinks free booze and at the end of the day we watch girls play naked dodgeball.

3) Saturday people walk around nursing hangovers and sit through seminars like “Barebacking Forum” and “Championing International Markets” — and in between seminars everyone drinks free booze and at the end of the day we watch girls play naked dodgeball.

I’d love to tell you more, but it’s hard for me to write, cause I’m hungover, and I’m not a good drunk, and I’m certainly way worse when it comes to recovery of any sort. And I just noticed when I post this entry it’s not long enough to make my pictures look right, but that’s OK, cause I’m hungover and in a hurry to watch girls throw balls at each other without any clothes on.

AN AMENDMENT TO THIS BLOG ENTRY, DATED 31 MARCH, 2008:

Something I’ve never done before! And it made the pictures look right!

Anyways, Naked Dodgeball was called off after one day. It seems The Media are to blame:

Girls Gone Wild came this year, and with them, their PR machine. Once the press caught wind of this, they wanted in, and the folks who run The Phoenix Forum chose to decline them any sort of entry. I can’t blame the people who made this decision, cause all the media ever care about when they report on the adult industry is to cast us in a dim, dim light. If any light at all. Most of them time the press loves to tell each and every horror story our industry has accumulated. When the press got denied, they simply sent out paparazzi onto the mountain, next to the resort (and the Naked Dodgeball courts) with their high-powered lenses; in addition, news choppers hovered over our air.

I’m serious. You’d think we were water boarding brown people with all the attention.

Did I mention public nudity is a no-no within the City of Tempe? That’s in Arizona, where our convention was held, so the organizers called it all off.

With the cessation of Naked Dodgeball, sadness fell upon us all…but we found other ways to have fun.

Until the undercover cops showed up…

Naked Dodgeball at The Phoenix Forum

How Far Are We Gonna Push It?

Diarrhea Bukkake

In the very same day — today, actually — I just read about the Visconti Triplets and diarrhea bukkake.

The triplets are the very first gay brother trio to be put under contract, and if you’re one of the few who don’t know what a bukkake is, well…um….the genre came out of Japan, and it features cute little Japanese girls receiving anywhere from 50 – 500 loads of jizz all over their pretty faces. And from what I understand, the word literally means “sweet cream” in Japanese, although I cannot confirm this.

I’m not sure if the Japanese have ever really pulled off a 500 man bukkake scene, but I know they have no problem tossing a hundred load dumpers together in one room. I’m 100% confident they’re not having 100 Japanese butts squirting soft serve chocolate soft serve all over their pretty girls — that’s something reserved for the Germans.

Oh, The Germans! What a fun lovin’ tribe! Forget about them stirring up the pot for WWI and WWII! They’ve been a bunch of wild, violent, trouble-makin’ hooligans since their beginnings, when they were kicking all sorts of Roman ass. I think it’s their violent nature that makes them want to poop on Lessers…to this very day.

Don’t you love it when Cartman discovers his mom’s been in a German schizer movie?

And isn’t it enough to take a hot, steamy deuce on someone’s chest without subjecting them to a barrage of diarrhea bukkake?

What the fuck? What’s next?

How about gay triplets fucking man holes and sucking man poles…all on the same set? Don’t get me wrong: if I was forced to sit through one of these fine features — diarrhea bukkake or the triplets, I’d take the triplets any day. But No Way Am I Gay.

(Did I ever tell you guys I shot real-life twins giving a Manojob? The Love Twins, to be exact, and boy were they a Kooky Krew. The Love Twins finish each other’s sentences, and they go to the bathroom together (each and every time they’re together), and they do naughty things off camera as well as on set, and as long as they’re not doing naughty things to each other on set, it’s all perfectly legal).

Anyways…what do you think? Blasting Buttholes full of Doody — or Blasting Buttholes full of Triplet Dick?

I dunno what I should apologize for — the crappy pics of the Visconti triplets, or all this god damned doody talk…

Sorry for the bad pics. Soon, they’ll be stars, and then I’ll be able to Google better pics.

I just ate Chinese, and you know what time it is now…wonder what the male talent got paid for the Diarrhea Bukkake?

And don’t you really wonder what they paid that poor girl to do the Diarrhea Bukkake? How about the cameraman! Did he get to wear a mask throughout that scene?

I think I’m gonna call LA-based agents tomorrow. Each and every one I know. I’m gonna tell them I have a German client that wants to film American girls for Diarrhea Bukkake. Here’s how something like this might go:

“Hey Spieg! I’d like to book Roxy DeVille for a Diarrhea Bukkake.”

Long silence. Then, something like, “any black guys in it? Cause you know she doesn’t do IR.”

“No black guys Spieg,” I reply.

Long silence. Then, “What’s in their budget?”

I’m kidding, of course. I know Roxy. We grew up in the same neighborhood, albeit it 25 years apart. I’m fairly certain Roxy would never do that sort of thing. No girl that grew up in my neighborhood would do such a thing.

Adrianna Nicole, on the other hand…

Visconti Triplets

Look What The Easter Bunny Brought Me…

My Apple Airport Express

Don’t you hate it when bloggers apologize for having nothing to say? Or being too lazy to update their blogs on a regular basis? Or being too busy?

Yesterday Jesus rose from the dead about 2008 years ago, which has stirred up a whole lot of trouble ever since. And I suppose I could Google something like “origin of The Easter Bunny” to figure out why we have cute bunnies dropping secret eggs all over the place for all the children to find in order to celebrate the resurrection of a Lord and Saviour, but to tell you the truth, I don’t give a shit.

(We have a new verb to add the lexicon that is Standard American English: to “Google” things. See how this works? As society evolves — or devolves — we make up new words).

Anyways, what I do care about is the fabulous toy my Easter Bunny brought me — an Apple Airport Express! Get this — I plug the Airport Express into the wall in my front room, and my iMac talks to it, and sends the Airport Express signals that contain my iTunes right into my old home stereo, and the next thing you know I’m streaming iTunes through my whole house!

iPods and iTunes and iMacs…all words that didn’t exist a decade ago.

You probably know all about Airport Express, and I kinda did, until I made it all work, which, in typical Apple fashion, was as easy as Adrianna Nicole peeing on Sunset Boulevard after a long night drinking icey margaritas at El Conquistador.

Suddenly, bootleg versions of Radiohead were streaming through my home! And Elvis Costello’s first three records! And Vic Chestnut! And Bright Eyes, too…although I much prefer the manly name “Conor” to the super-gay “Bright Eyes”.

Bright Eyes is something a 65 year-old Cat Lady names the 54th kitty she’s rescued from the pound.

The other really cool thing about this whole Airport Express / iTunes / iMac madness is a juxtaposition of technologies: the Apple set up works perfectly with my tube electronics that were produced (and considered cutting-edge technology) in 1962.

As far as I’m concerned, my tube electronics are still cutting-edge, yo.

Now it’s Dance Hall Reggae in the shape and form of Phyllis Dillon, which means it’s time for me to dance naked in my front room with Maggie by my side and a cup of coffee in my hand.

Wouldn’t you love to live next to a chubby white dude who dances naked in his front room with the windows open?

I can’t dance, by the way…not to save my life.

Take a sec and picture that, why don’t you?

A Few of My Favorite Things, Lately.

Annette Schwartz

I took the day off from making smut today, and I gotta tell ya, I needed it. I think I’ve shot 25 scenes in the last 2 weeks, and I’m so burnt out I can’t even think straight. Ask anyone who’s hung around me lately.

I did some of my very favorite things today: first, I slept in. On a scale of 1 – 10, sleeping in scores a 9.5.

Then I went to my very favorite coffee shop and enjoyed a super-yummy latte with my very favorite friend Adrianna Nicole. We go here often, and every time we’re there we love to gossip and gossip and gossip, mostly about the porn industry. Today’s topic was Sasha Grey and her new “agency’, which, we feel, is nothing more than way to find her boyfriend a job. On a scale of 1 – 10, gossiping scores an 8; gossiping about Sasha Grey scores closer to a 9.

After coffee is was on to The Flea Market. I fucking love flea markets. If I could, I’d marry one. Why not? I invited Adrianna to go, but she had an anal scene today, and it takes her a mighty long time to clean her ass correctly so no doodie winds up on the floor. On a scale of 1 – 10, flea markets pull a “Nadia Comăneci” — a perfect 10.

Here’s a list of my scores today: Michael Kirby’s book “Happenings” about the NYC art scene circa 1966; a 10″ x 13″ original black and white photo of Ringo Starr and Peter Sellers from The Magic Christian; three LP records — The Box Tops’ “Non Stop”, Miles Davis’s “Sketches of Spain” (an original issue Columbia Six-Eye), and a very minty copy of “The Batman Theme as played by The Markets”; and three super-kooky “hip-pocket” records from The Doors, Van Morrison , and The Fallen Angels; and finally, 100 slides I found in the bottom of a box from a 1961 family vacation to Mount Shasta.

I got it all for about 60 bucks. Not a bad day!

While I’m spouting off on shit I really dig, here’s a few of my favorite things, lately:

Michel Gondry: this dude is a fucking genius. I mean that. He’s 2008′s Picasso, James Joyce, and Kubrick all rolled up into one. People will discuss his work 100 years from now. He’s so talented it makes me sick. I don’t care if it’s a Levi’s ad, or a Weezer video, or one of his “stories”, no one makes better movies than Michel. Not even me. Here’s a YouTube of My Favorite Director In The Whole Wide World solving a Rubik’s cube with his nose.

Beulah: a couple dudes who worked in a mail room in San Francisco around 1995 started a band. I wish I woulda known it back then, when I lived there. I’ve listed to “Yoko” more times than I want to admit.

A Langer’s #19 Special: Pastrami, swiss, and slaw with Russian Style Dressing. It’s the best meat I’ve ever put in my mouth, and that’s saying a lot. And whatever you’re thinking right now, No Way Am I Gay.

Annette Schwartz: I want to make Annette my wife. I want to move to Munich and eat bratwurst and drink beer with Annette. I want Annette to teach me German just so I can coo sweet nothings in her ear while we make beautiful music. I want to hold hands with Annette and stroll the grounds of the Nymphenburg Castle while we discuss the names of our future children. I’m gonna write all sorts of love poems and send them to Annette so she dumps her current dude for me. I’m gonna call my mom and have her talk to Annette so Annette herself can break the news: I’m moving to Germany to be Annette Schwartz’s love slave.

Me N’ Tia Ling

Tia Ling

God damnit I love Tia Ling.

Really, I do.

It’s not often that I drop to one knee and pucker up to kiss a little ass. I dunno if my lust for Tia is founded on both of us being Arizona State Sun Devils, or that she’s a super freaky Asian Kitten with over-stuffed mammary glands who loves to suck and fuck.

Actually, it’s a little bit of both.

I first shot Ms. Ling a few years back for the world’s greatest interracial website, Blacks on Blondes. Here’s some free Tia Ling movies I shot that very day. I don’t recall, but I think my homies Ace and Lefty ended up giving Tia a size 10 poop chute after it was all said and done. Here’s free Tia Ling interracial sex pictures I snapped.

Like I said, I shot this a few years back. Afterwards, Tia fell off the face of the Earth. This is common; I thought she had retired. Little did I know she was working on TiaLing.com.

She resurfaced just recently, and when I found out, I immediately booked her for Manojob and TheDickSuckers. Her Manojob scene is live on the site; Tia Ling’s TheDickSuckers.com scene will be up March 16.

I still haven’t washed my face since I smooched that beautiful yellow ass.

Super Fun E-Mails: “The Wonderous Jenni Lee”

Jenni Lee Jenny Lee

JJ From Da UK writes:

Dear Mr Billy, Sir,

What can you tell your devoted readers (this one anyway) of the wondrous Jenny Lee? I think you’ve shot her a coupla times. Share, please…

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Dear JJ From Da UK, Sir,

I’ve been criticized a bit for my blog; specifically, I Shoot Porn takes the “fantasy” out of porn, and that I should just keep my mouth shut when it comes to things like talking about the girls.

I disagree.

Insightful tidbits, like what I’m about to lay upon you, are an Aid To Whacking, and they should be wholeheartedly embraced. With that said, I’ll tell you this: like most porn whores, Jenni’s about as kooky as they come.

If you follow the chat boards, you probably know Jenni’s a mainstream model, and she’s got a website up under her real name, but I’m not gonna post that here. Like I said…if you read any chat boards, you already know about her mainstream site — or you’ll soon discover it.

The first time Jenni swung by my studio to make a dirty movie, it was for The Dick Suckers. Here’s some free blowjob pictures featuring Jenni from that shoot. She wasn’t too kooky that day, but she did end up being a “cum dodger”.

Time to digress: cum dodgers are exactly that. They know they’re gonna get a face full of jizz, and they don’t like it…not one bit. Sometimes they’re obvious; sometimes they’re not. Take a look at the bottom pic of Jenni doing her best to dodge The Stunt Cock’s XXXL sized load. That’s an obvious cum dodge. The Not-So-Obvious cum dodgers will do things like raise themselves up higher than the spurting cock, in an effort to catch the load on the chin, neck, and tits…instead of the face.

I hate cum dodgers, which doesn’t mean I hate Jenni Lee; in fact, I like Jenni. So much so I booked her again, this time for a manojob. She’s on the red sofa, about to jerk a wiener. Look at her ass! Jenni Lee gave a superb Manojob, and she didn’t really try and dodge this time. Score 10 more points for Manojob.

I haven’t really talked too much about Mr. POV, but now’s as good a time as any. This dude is another kook, but he’s cool. He’s a fan of my blog. He’s a porno fan. Super Porno Fan. So much so he’s started his own gig. He’s probably e-mailed me 100 times, asking all sort of questions about everything that is porn. Next thing you know, he’s shooting his own scenes and selling them to me (among other places). He’s even got his own blog. Anyway, he’s a big Jenni Lee fan, and he ended up shooting her, and I ended up buying the scene from him. Here’s Mister POV and Jenni Lee.

Jenni came back a few more times to my studio, and each time she seemed more and more detached from porn. It was all about a paycheck for her, and hey…what can I say except oh well. First, it was Manojob, and then came the weirdest shit I’ve ever seen a porn whore do.

I booked Jenni Lee to eat some ass. She showed up on time, had her make-up done, and walked on set. And the minute she walked on set she started speaking in an English accent. No heads up. No warning.

Top o’ the mornin’ to you, mate! Where are the kippers and tea?

I shit you not.

Oh Crikey! Never mind the bullocks. There’s nothing more I love than crumpets and Shepard’s Pie!

“Um, Jenni. Are you OK?”

Of course I am, Mate! Care for a fag?

I’ve been on set once or twice when the girls disassociate themselves from whatever it is they’re doing that they don’t like. I could never figure this out, really. No one’s holding a gun to anyone’s head, no matter what Linda Lovelace said. These girls are here to do a job they’ve agreed to do. Maybe it’s like getting on the jumbo roller coaster ride, and you don’t think you want off until you’re at the top, strapped into the little roller coaster car, and there’s no turning back. Maybe Jenni’s English accent was her way to remove herself from the task at hand, which in this specific case, was eating a man’s bung hole.

I have no idea.

I shoulda just told her to knock off the bullshit, but I found it somewhat amusing, and totally fucking weird, so I rolled with it for a while, but then it got boring, and I finally told her to knock it off.

My mistake. I shoulda never let the camera roll with that silly accent. My saving grace was The Stunt Cock’s tremendous pop shot. Easily one of the biggest I’ve had the pleasure to capture for eternity’s sake. Peter Northian in both size and stature.

There was no dodging for Jenni this time. She was between the sofa and The Stunt Cock, and man, did she get plastered. She didn’t like it one bit.

A porn whore not liking (or taking) a load to the face is a lot like a race car driver who doesn’t like to drive fast.

After the English Accent Incident, I had my fill of Jenni, and apparently she’s had her fill of porn, too. She’s no longer bookable.

Until she runs out of money.

Jenni Lee Jenny Lee

Introducing Candy Monroe

Candy Monroe

It all started as a blowbang.

A blowbang is a lot like a gangbang, except the porn whore is suckin’ — not fuckin’ — lots and lots of wieners.

Let me back up.

Spring Thomas found a friend. Her name was Candy. Candy wanted to be like Spring. Lots of girls wanted to be Spring, and they’d e-mail her, and most of them weren’t serious…and some were.

Candy was serious.

In order to prove it, Spring invited her on set to blow 10 black men while Spring fucked one of them…a test, so to speak. Spring said something like, “Don’t get me wrong, I’ll be there to help. But if you want your own site, we need to know if you’re worthy.”

Strong words from a strong girl.

Candy mastered Spring’s test…on her first try. Do I need to tell you the black dudes turned both of them into cum targets? And they fired with 100% accuracy? Or that, by the end, they were both a filthy, dirty mess?

The end result: Candy Monroe was worthy.

When we huddled up with Candy to talk about her site, Candy made it perfectly clear: in addition to servicing Black Dick only, she requested that puny white boys be on set with her. Not only would the puny white boy be humiliated on set, but, in the end…all white boys would be forced to clean Candy up.

Including her real-life boyfriends.

With their tongues.

Whether they liked it…or not.

Strong words from a strong girl.

And so it came to be — Candy Monroe.com. Candy’s got her own unique personality, and we didn’t stop that while rolling tape. We didn’t even try to alter it. Or shape her in any way. I didn’t script one of these scenes…who could? Candy would walk on set and make the calls. I just held the camera.

Candy would bark out to her white cuckolds, “play with your Man-Gina!” or “I’ve seen clits bigger than that!” all while working black dicks that ranged from 9 to 12 inches in length.

You’re either gonna love this…or hate it.

I find these scenes highly disturbing.

Be warned.

Candy Monroe

Interview with a Porn Star (#41) — Sarah Shine

Sarah Shine

I Shoot Porn: How long have you been a porn whore?

Sarah Shine: About a week and a half.

ISP: So no one really knows who you are.

SS: No…not really. Except for my fans on myspace.

ISP: I see your myspace is actually called “aspiring porn whore”. That’s pretty funny.

SS: Yea, I’ve been wanting to be in porn since I was 15. I watched a lot of porn. A lot of the actresses are fun to watch, but others are kinda boring. I want to bring something nice to this industry.

ISP: Not a lot of 18 year olds say that. In fact, the last two I remember talking like that were Bree Olson and Sasha Grey.

SS: I don’t like one of those two…but I won’t say which one.

ISP: Um, ok. Why?

SS: Her moaning is totally fake.

ISP: I just shot you for Manojob, and when you came on the magic wand, I’m thinking it was 100% real.

SS: (laughs) Cause it was.

[Billy's note: we also shot Sarah Shine for TheDickSuckers.com]

ISP: Before you got into porn, were you a teen slut?

SS: I wouldn’t say a slut. With my boyfriends I was their little whore, but I didn’t get around a whole lot.

ISP: What’s the craziest sex act you ever did growing up?

SS: Um…lemme think. Well, me and four of my girlfriends had a really great time with my boyfriend. That’s all I can say.

ISP: Huh?! Tell me more!!!

SS: It got a little wild for him, I guess. He ended up getting tied up. He was tied up and we teased him. We grabbed his dick and jerked it a bit…but not to get him off. Then, finally, once we were done teasing him, we untied him and took turns fucking him.

ISP: And he lasted?

SS: Well, we didn’t really take turns. We were all over him. Fucking him, sucking his dick and balls.

ISP: And he lasted?

SS: He lasted a while, yea. When he shot his load it was enormous. He went across all four faces and messed them all up! It was fun. It was crazy.

ISP: How old were you then?

SS: It was a few months ago, when I was 17.

ISP: That’s right. You just turned 18!

SS: In December.

ISP: In fact, we share the same exact birthday!

SS: Well, except for the year. (She laughs at me).

ISP: Fuck you. I hate getting old.

SS: I know you wanna fuck me cause you’re old.

ISP: I haven’t banged and 18 year old since I was 18. What was high school like for you? Awesome? Total shit?

SS: In between. I had friends, but a lot of the girls called me a slut. They were all sluts, so they called me a slut cause I was only fucking my boyfriend. In reality, they were fucking everybody.

ISP: Damnit. Why didn’t I grow up now? There weren’t any real sluts when I was 18.

SS: Oh well. I guess too bad for you.

ISP: Where ya from?

SS: Stockton California. It’s a pretty boring town. It’s about the same size as Fresno, and bowling or the movies is about the only thing to do there. Kinda sad, huh?

ISP: Not really. It’s normal kid stuff. I grew up with kegs in the middle of the desert. That’s where we drank and did naughty things. Where did you guys fuck and suck?

SS: Anywhere. People would go out on boats on the Delta. We’d do it there.

ISP: What was your first scene?

SS: I worked for Vivid. “Brand New Faces”. I did a boy/girl. I worked with…um…something Johnson. Chris Johnson. I think. He was a new guy, too.

ISP: How’d you like it.

SS: It was great! I came!

ISP: Where did he blow his load?

SS: I got a facial.

ISP: You like it when a dude unloads all over your kisser?

SS: Fuck yea! I love it. Off camera, even. I like anything nasty. Anal. Multiple guys. I swallow. I like to drink cum. Like Cum Drinkers. Ever see that porn? More than one guy will cum in a cup, and the whore drinks it all up. I love that.

ISP: My goodness…you are dirty.

SS: Ahh…well. I mean, I’m supposed to be. I’m a teenager. Aren’t they supposed to be dirty?

ISP: So what’s your damage?

SS: I wasn’t abused as a kid, or on drugs. I watched a lot of porn, and I love it, and I’d like to be the next big thing.

ISP: You know the way to the top is through my cock.

SS: Well, I guess I’m gonna have to go there. Can I have the directions, please?

Sarah Shine