I keep reading ridiculously wrought stories from the mainstream like this one, www.adultfyi.com/read.php?ID=42811 about how porn is anywhere between a $13B to a $93B dollar a year business and how everyone in an unemployment line should tarry forthwith and henceforth to get a blood test and start dropping trou.
Wait, isn’t AIM being sued by a couple of disgruntled former porn performers who obviously were not making the big bucks we are all making? So you might have to go somewhere else to get that bloodwork. But ya never know.
You might want to ask industry vet Lynn Lemay, who’ll be at Exxxotica LA this weekend hawking her wares, about all this.
The $93B a year business forced Lemay to make a move from her digs at Santa Monica-on-the-beach to a relatively cheaper situation in Northridge so she could make her ends meet better and be geographically closer to the $93B a year business at the same time.
Then two completely disastrous distribution deals one after the other [looks like both of those companies are going out of business] forced Lemay to downsize again. This time to Palmdale where her overhead is about 80% less.
Lemay seems to be pretty happy where she’s at. But, like the porn industry, ya never know.
I had a couple of chats recently with Lemay, a MILF of the Year nominee even though she isn’t exactly MILF-ing. I was also proud to have shared a mike for awhile with her at the now defunct KSEX, another victim of the highly successful $93B a year porn industry.
“I really do like it out here!” Lemay enthused.
“It’s quiet. I’m raising bunny rabbits. It’s hysterical. Nobody knows who I am. It’s really nice not to live as Lynn Lemay everyday. I’ve lived for 20-some years in the porn world, so this is like how real people live? It’s a regular town and we’re right down the street from LA.”
[I wonder how fast or far Lemay’s crow is flying to make that assertion- nevertheless, I told her I’d go to the airport and book the next flight out to Palmdale. To give you an idea, Lemay’s situated about 20 minutes from Edwards Airforce Base and lives down the street from Marcus London and Devon Lee.]
“It’s not that far!” she insists.
“I’ve been selling stuff on eBay,” Lemay continues, anticipating the next question.
“All my costumes are on there. My legendary stripper costumes…”
“But of all fucking places to wind up in, Palmdale,” I remind her. Lemay says she originally wanted to move to Phoenix but her boyfriend photog Eddie Garcia talked her out of that.
“I had enough of living in that house [in Northridge] with all those people,” she mutters.
[I’ve been there a number of times. Like Shutter Island, it was kind of a mental ward populated by psychos and drama queen chicks with big asses who Lemay would put up with just so she could make the rent. But Garcia did fashion a good omelet.]
Lemay jumps back into the conversation.
“Tabitha Tucker’s ex-boyfriend was a murderer,” Lemay offers as Psycho Exhibit 1 from those days.
“He killed his next girlfriend after Tabitha. He was with Tabitha. They broke up and then this guy murdered his next girlfriend.”
I asked Lemay if this was the guy I met at her house one afternoon when we were watching football. No, she says, that was another guy and he hanged himself in a closet.
“We didn’t know about any of this until the FBI started knocking on our door at 6 in the morning,” she continues.
“In their FBI jackets- 6AM- they showed up three times looking for her. Guys and guns.” I’m also told that Tucker was in the middle of some scheme to get guys married for citizenship papers.
“Then sweet Sierra Skye www.adultfyi.com/read.php?ID=34825 fucked me in the ass for about $1200 and half of my clothes,” continues Lemay.
“I find that cute because I look on her Facebook and there she is wearing my clothes in her new house. [Lemay claims the dress, which she never got to wore, was taken from her closet. But ya never know.]
“That really pissed me off. She ditched the last month’s rent and she ditched me for all the cable bills she ran up- her and her boyfriend, that lazy ass sonofabitch. Everything I did for her she turned around and fucked me. I couldn’t believe it.”
“When people I trusted and helped would physically turn on me, I was done,” sighs Lemay.
What particularly galled Lynn was the fact that she got a letter from King Ryan, the party promoter, uninviting her to a party because Sierra Skye might be there- as if Skye were the Queen of England whose very wishes were commands.
“I wrote him back telling him who the fuck do you think you are getting in the middle of this! I couldn’t believe I got uninvited to a party because Sierra Skye and Sophie Dee whined to King Ryan because I might yell at Sierra. A little bitch like this talking shit about me? I can’t believe it. I took care of her. I pushed her for work when nobody was hiring her.”
“Becca Blossoms is still the nicest one I ever met,” Lemay continues.
“Her husband was in line for president of Naughty America. He was one of the finalists. But most of the girls? Kacey Starr fucked me in the butt in the end. Sierra screwed me up one side and down.”
Lemay then mentions some male performer who evidently wound up wrecking her car, but she’s particularly hurt about what went down with Starr.
“I supported her for three years- she and Sierra are best friends because I got them a contract through a website. They left me and now they’re doing that. I got screwed out of that deal because I was supposed to be shooting for that website. I got the contract for them but guess who’s the person not getting that deal?
“I’m just appalled about how I was treated,” adds Lemay, who was on the way to her former distributor to pick up what was left of her product.
“They’re claiming they’re going bankrupt- I don’t want to hear about it,” she says.
“Okay, I fucked up,” she concedes, with a hint of exasperation, acknowledging the fact that everyone warned her about making that deal.
“I’m trying to get my movies out of there. I hired a salesman. He’s calling stores directly. I’m putting out movies and we’ll survive on the level that just a couple of people need to. I have a shipping dept. in my house and UPS accounts. Selling stuff on eBay is my big thing. Trying to promote it is hard.” She has maybe 45 costumes for sale.
Lemay, who feels she’s in a better place if, nowhere, but in her head, also resents the fact that Garcia had helped a number of people out with computer problems but got no thanks for his efforts.
[A jack of all trades, Garcia’s been building websites for extra income.]
“His feelings were crushed,” she says. “We had done so much for so many people.” [To that I can also attest first hand.]
On another subject, Lemay noted a story that was on the site about Dominic Kane being sought by the LAPD. www.adultfyi.com/read.php?ID=42782
Kane, apparently a friend of Veronica Rayne and Jack Vegas, got into the business largely though that connection and had been another of Lemay’s eccentric house guests at one time or another.
“He did seven years in prison before he moved in with us,” she notes.
“That’s not a guy you want to play with. We won’t let him come back out here. His temper is out of control.”
[Garcia, by the way, shot that photo of Kane.]
Lemay goes on to describe how Kane would get into fist fights with another house guest, Sebastian Silver.
“They were like little children,” she recalls. “I told them one of you has got to go.”
According to Lemay, Silver who was also in the porn business, wound up getting arrested and has been in jail for the last three months. I’m also told there’s footage of Kane in drag wearing Lemay’s Alice wig from The Brady Bunch parodies. But it’s the porn business, ya never know.
Barring another FBI raid or fist fight, Lemay will be at the Exxxotica convention this weekend.
“If I make two hundred bucks it’s two hundred bucks I haven’t made before,” she reasons.
“They’re not charging me for a booth. They give us space. We bring in our wares, sell them and get to keep our money. What have you got to lose? Better than sitting home all weekend. So I’m going to sell movies and pictures of my old ass, then go home and watch a good movie.”