By Ross Dale
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But Kira promptly shut him up. ” She wasn’t subtle, but, once again, she was dead right. Back at the hotel I had to pull Kira aside to say goodnight. “You know, you’re a damn good interviewer. ” With this mildly Machiavellian line I was paying Kira a compliment, but I was also exonerating myself of any prior knowledge of Jennifer’s somewhat seedy profession. And, perhaps in my own twisted way, I was asking for her moral permission, as if I needed another woman to tell me what I was about to do was alright.
She wasn’t shy, she wasn’t nervous. Yet there she stood, naked in a room full of middle-aged men and women, all of whom were watching her every move, and many of whom were still masturbating less than five feet away. When Kira lay on the bed and Lynda Gayle began to ease The Crystal Wand inside her, the entire room went dead silent. As Lynda Gayle worked her magic, Kira began to wriggle and moan, slowly building intensity. Meanwhile, the male members began to inch towards the bed with their hands feverishly pumping their cocks.
In fact, if you were seeing him for the first time, as I was, you just might think he was a crass, uneducated, foul-mouthed, poorly dressed, piece of shit porn mogul. Whether or not any of that was true in real life, outside of this evening, I’ll never know because, thankfully, I’d never have to see him again. I suppose I coulda given him the benefit of the doubt and assumed that he was just playing a role for publicity purposes. But either way, as far as I was concerned, it was guys like him that gave porn—and men—a bad name.