Too Many Porn Stars — Too Little Time
Don’t look now but that girl you’re so hot for might have a history!
Once upon a time, there were only a few dozen porn actors. Skin flicks were scarce. And if you could find one, it cost a lot of money. But with the invention of the video tape player — and then the internet — it’s a whole new ball game. Pornography is everywhere and as easy to obtain as typing “pornhub” (or hundreds of other url’s) into your address bar. Somewhere around ten of the world’s one hundred most-visited sites are pornographic.
When the commercial pornography business was born, studios spent money to produce their product. But once inexpensive video cameras and the internet came along, pornography became incredibly cheap to make. And that meant a virtual army of semi-professional and outright amateurs entered the rank and file.
Just take your shitty camera — or even phone — hit the record button, start fucking and then upload the tape to a porn site — and you’re a porn star. Celebrities do it! So why not you?
When I was in the escort business, girls I knew would periodically embark on “acting” careers. For $2000, they’d sign on with a semi-pro outfit to have sex on camera. Nice work if you can get it, right? Not so fast!
Occasionally, the girls would even ask my advice before doing the shoot, questioning whether I thought it was all right for them to do a porn film. My answer was always the same:
“That $2000 payday is going to produce a gross clip of you sucking some disgusting guy’s cock that’s going to chase you for the rest of your life! You’ll be in your wedding gown ready to say ‘I do’ when one of the groom’s friends will blurt out ‘I saw her blowing three guys at the same time on the internet last night!’ And that will be it. There won’t be any ‘I do’s’ forthcoming from that guy who wants to love you till death do you part! Is that worth $2000?”
To be truthful, I don’t know anybody who lost a husband in the aforementioned manner. But I know several girls who lost boyfriends when they found out their girlfriends were selling sex! Not entirely unrelated.
An old friend, Miss J, was once a stripper working out of your average run-of-the-mill dance club. She really liked one of her regulars — and vice versa. He proposed — and she accepted. Hey! You never know where you’re gonna find love, right?
Then he found out she wasn’t just a dancer. The girl was turning tricks out of the club as well. Game over! Thirty years later, she told me this story with a touch of sadness in her voice. “I really liked that guy, too. I wanted to marry him!”
Another man was dating an escort who was advertising on my website. The guy wrote in to ask if the girl was an escort. Absent-mindedly, I responded “of course! Why else would she be on my site?” Two days later, she called to rip me a new asshole. The guy dumped her based on my response to his email.
I know we live in an enlightened age — and all that. But trust me! When a guy finds out his girlfriend or God forbid, prospective wife, sells ass or even worse, has sex on tape for money? That’s a dealbreaker for most men.
The big difference between getting outed for “escorting” versus doing pornography is that a girl can deny, deny, deny the sex worker thing. Rarely is there any proof if that part of her life is in the past. But doing a porn flick? That shit just never goes away. It will always be viewable on some site and discoverable on Google.
So to anybody who thinks it’s cute to make a porn flick — or even tape yourself having sex with your boyfriend? Don’t do it! Just ask Paris Hilton, who is laughably trying to reinvent herself as a meaningful personality. That sex tape ain’t helpin’. I’ll tell y’all that! You get my drift!