new series directed by Tony Torno, CREAMPIES #1
and #2, celebrates all scenes ending with internal
cumshots. Along the way the action tends toward a
lock-step one-on-one formula: she fingers herself,
he fingers her, jump to a slow blow and move into
fast doggie style. There's very little dialog or music
in the background so for those of you who like the
sounds of slurping these DVD's from Ghost Pro will
rev your joystick.
#1 features Trixie Swallows and a half-dozen other
girls. Among them the Asian dewdrop, Jade, seems the
most enthusiastic. The brief Q and A at the beginning
of each scene is pretty lame, with all the girls saying
things like "I like it best when a guy comes inside
me because it's more intimate." How enlightening.
#2 Rayna stands out. She's 22, looks like she
just turned 16 and plays the schoolgirl routine to
the hilt, complete with a bald kitty and a tank top
embossed with a big ol' heart.
23 from Evil Angel continues to thrash away
with its basic series' theme, double penetrations
with a tinge of humiliation. Claudia Rossi demonstrates
tremendous stamina taking on four Italians, then in
the grand finale she licks their cum off the marble
floor. A different level of intimacy than the internal
cumshot, I suppose.
Among a half-dozen supposed first-timers in AMATEUR
ANGELS 4 from Adam & Eve, Becca Brat stands
out when she drops down on her knees, throws
her arms up behind her and grabs a rail, thus positioning
herself with a wide-open throat that greedily receives
an eight-inch knocker. Becca also has undies of her
own with the word "Brat" printed on the crotch.
The true brat honor for this month goes not to a porn
queen--at least not yet--but to Jessica Cutler who
signed a book deal for a reported $300,000 to write
a novel based on her sex diary. Quite a score, considering
the brief entries on her anonymous on-line blog, Washingtonienne,
ran for little more than two weeks in May. The very
attractive 26-year-old she-tiger's final post on May
18 at 2:10 PM in her office on Capitol Hill foreshadows
the story arc we can expect in the novel: "I just
took a long lunch with F and made a quick $400. When
I returned to the office, I heard that my boss was
asking about my whereabouts. Loser." The loser in
her eyes would be Ohio Republican Senator Mike DeWine
who subsequently fired Cutler, his staff assistant
in charge of routing mail, for "unacceptable use of
Senate computers to post unsuitable or offensive material."
lists six men she's bedding, including her first lover
who still wings in unexpectedly from Illinois, an
off-again on-again long-term boyfriend, an office
boyfriend (her "current favorite") and two older men,
F and W, who pay her for sexual favors. She says F
is a high-level Bush appointee at a government agency.
W is generous with his money but demanding: "A sugar
daddy who wants nothing but anal," she writes. "A
man who tries to fuck you in the ass when you are
sober does not love you." Claudia Rossi at the Evil
Angel studio probably doesn't see it that way.
Cutler's daring work in progress, befitting a sly
writer who wishes to reveal what should not be revealed,
barely disguises the identities of her lusty half-dozen.
No names, but their real initials. Thus Capitol Hill
sources, notably the investigative blogger, Calico
Cat (calicocat.com), have claimed the initials RS
belong to a lawyer who is an aide to Senator DeWine.
RS falls in the boyfriend category--a player, not
a payer. He's into spanking. She likes that. He's
a max good guy, remembers her birthday, hands her
a pink and green package. "I just know it's a new
Lilly dress," she coos on her blog. "And it was. Then
we fucked missionary. And he came." Such cadence!
Almost Hemingway-esque. If RS is in fact the lawyer
in DeWine's office where Cutler worked, could be dicey.
Loser, as in he might get fired for fooling around
with a subordinate.
MD's troubles could be far worse than RS's. Cutler
had a brief fling with MD but now calls him "a chump."
These initials have been ID'd as belonging to a Senate
staffer in charge of recruiting interns for Senator
Joseph Lieberman, a liberal democrat who is by no
means liberal on matters of sex. MD tapped Cutler
for an unpaid intern's job with Lieberman which in
turn opened the door to a paid position in DeWine's
office. 25K a year. Cutler's first Washingtonienne
post is the perfect opener for her novel: "I have
a 'glamour job' on the Hill. That is, I could not
care less about gov or politics, but working for a
Senator looks good on my resume. And these marble
hallways are such great places for meeting boys and
showing off my outfits."
Monica was a giver who stood by her man. Jessica is
a taker who relishes playing the field, although she
needs to spike her novel with a dash of date rape
and the required transformation of her main character
toward the end. Tossing in gov for fashion design
might work. She already has the setting. "New stuff
from Martha Stewart! Stop hating on Martha! I'm getting
the faux bois pattern throw pillows and the seaweed
and the coral candles!"
[Note to Cutler's editor at HyperionDisney: For irony,
have her--or her ghost--toss in a back story on Walt.]
Cutler's anticipated novel has what publishers want
above all else: The Buzz. She's all over the news
and she's media savvy. When a Washington Post reporter
questioned her about juggling around six sex partners
she coolly replied: "You know, there are seven days
Taking money for sex was not prostitution, she said.
"None of these people were geriatric or unattractive.
And the money was just a gift." I don't know if I
could call myself a certified authority on prostitution
given the felony for pimping on my record, but I do
know something about the game. A few years ago I operated
the Zen escort service which I wrote about at length
in EXOTIC. The vice cops put an end to it.
One Zen doll worked for me for all of 72 hours to
get even with her boyfriend who flew into a rage and
called her a "whore" every time she went out on him,
a frequent misdemeanor on her part. She saw two clients
at $500 a pop. Was her payback prostitution? Are Cutler's
"gifts" money for prostitution? High-stepping on down
the slippery slope, is the 22-year-old model who marries
a 93-year-old Ft. Worth oil tycoon a prostitute?
Not in my book. But I'd say 300 grand for Jessica's
book deal is prostitution. More power to her.