So here goes..."Just a Thought...on the porn industry"
Life as a porn star isn't always as glamourus as those on the outside think it is. I wake up every day bright and early (usualy 11:30 a.m.), and after hitting the showers, I hop inside my pimp mobile (Buick Centry) to head to the studio.
So far, that's the easy part.
From there on, I discuss the various situations we (the film crew, actors and actresses, prop guys, and so on) will be faced with during the day. Which possisions to use to best get the full mood of the plot, how much moaning will be involved, who's on top...who's on bottom.
Ya know...the essential crap that makes our industry and the films we produce their best.
This usualy goes on for a couple of hours.
Then the hard part takes place. This comes in two forms.
For the guys, tryin to maintain an errection in a non-climate controlled studio is more of a pain in the ass than getting forced into a cameo role in Hairy Splotter and the Whore-sailors Bone. (Gay Porn)
For the women...well, 7 hours of being reamed out in every orifice ain't no picnic...for them anyway.
So, for the record, it's not all about hot steamy sex...there's a lot of work that's involved in our industry.
Timing is always crucial. Hell, no one wants to pay $24.95 for two minutes of grunting and a money shot followed by thirty minutes of mediocre acting which leads into a doggy style scene and a rim job. I'd love it...but as a viewer, I'd be very displeased. And we're not in this business to screw our audience...now are we?
So...think of that the next time you freeze play your way through Laid in Manhattan won't you. You'll spank me later (after you spank yourself to me and my co-stars now)
This brainfart has been excreted to you from the trailer of Queefy McJigglefist. I hope you enjoyed it more than Chasey Lain enjoys my eight inches.