I’m very confused. Today the NY Post featured an article describing Capri Anderson [pictured] as some sweet “daddy’s girl” from New York. Meanwhile, The Miami Herald talked about her as a Miami girl from Miami, and the mainstream gossip sites have informed us that Anderson was going to be razzle-dazzling Charley Sheen with some fancy habeas corpus’ing come Monday in Denver.
Anderson, of course, also works in the porn industry here in LA, all of which begs the question, where the fuck is she actually from?
More so, of course, Sheen might want to ask Capri about that $150,000 watch of his that’s supposedly gone missing and the real reason he was supposed to have trashed his Plaza Suite room, looking for it.
I’m further confused because Capri Anderson steadfastly denied she was a hooker after the headlines first broke in New York referring to her as one. Considering, especially, that it was also reported in a later story, which has probably done more for hooking than Heidi Fleiss, that Sheen’s “date” with her cost $12,000. Not including tax, tags and dealer prep.
Possibly the biggest lie in the universe next to the check being in the mail is a porn girl looking you square in the face and swearing on a stack of bibles that she “doesn’t do THAT !!!” whenever the subject of “private parties” or escorting is broached.
But 12,000 bucks? Anderson’s pretty and all that, but a guy paying that much for ass AND attitude has gotta be totally off his rocker.
Another fact also confuses me. You gotta be somewhat smart to generate money, right? But it never ceases to amaze that a guy with moolah is willing to part with major chunks of it for a happy ending with a pretty face but will stick a waitress with a measly tip or otherwise let chump change bills go unpaid. I’ve seen it. Guys with bucks are the biggest skinflints on the planet except when it comes to ass. Which brings us in a roundabout way back to hookers.
God bless the working girl. In my years, I’ve been an avid patron of the arts, so I can make that Papal invocation with a sense of elan. And for 250 bucks [sometimes less] I generally found women as good or way better looking than Anderson. Hard to believe, but true. Except now, the word is out. Porn chicks are hooking en masse, or so I’ve been told by a few people in a position to know such things.
Fact of the matter is, despite what you hear or read from porn blowhards, the adult business is in the serious toilet and porn chicks are ardently supplementing their income in order to buy Scott paper towels. In many instances, they’ll visit you for the astounding sum of $100 an hour. For $100 a trick, you can’t find a Bridge game at the local Country Club that cheap.
For half an hour, it’s 50 bucks, I also hear. Throw in Phillies-Dodgers tickets and an all-you-can-eat buffet, I’m there.
There’s an upside and downside to this. The upside is the working stiff can finally get some economy tush and not have to mortgage his house, assuming he still has one. The downside is a lot of these romantic interludes are being conducted sans condom. Which is how Patient Zero allegedly acquired his new health status.
[There’s also word going around that Patient Zero’s girlfriend beat feet, left town and never re-tested. If so, that’s one less chick turning tricks in LA.]
As the story goes, besides straight movies, Patient Zero was also matriculating in the gay zone where sex scenes have different sets of referee’s rules. On top of this, his ad on a gay escort site made things more avant garde than a pajama party at Boy’s Town.
The adult agency repping him, we’re also told, chose to look the other way despite all the rumors and advisories that Patient Zero was entertaining gentlemen callers without the use of latex. You say bullshit? I say read this: www.adultfyi.com/read.php?ID=44719
The agency was supposedly told by a well known male performer who enjoys celebrity status, that this was a huge risk. Beyond that, strangely, there was an adherence to porn omerta. People kept their mouths shut. Only when Patient Zero was detected for HIV and the news blabbed to the world did the agency in question do anything about it; and that was to delete their entire male roster. Now the word’s out that other straight agencies will be dropping the gay-for-pay guys from their ranks as well.
I’m not one to make value judgments, but man-ass and hemorrhoids have never been compelling arguments to take a chance walk on the wild side for extra spending cash. But this isn’t just about gay sex. I’m also told that some of the adult talent agencies have been extremely enterprising and aggressive in their extracurricular bookings of female talent. Where it was done very discreetly in past, it ain’t necessarily so that way any more. Call it the need to underwrite a certain lifestyle, one would suppose. Again, if so, Hobbyists everywhere are high-fiving it.
[I could also tell you first-hand about a major player in the business who used to get set up with porn chicks regularly on his West Coast jaunts, where I was one time sent on a 6AM beer run to fetch him some brewskis at a local 7-Eleven. Condoms were not on the shopping list.]
Not that it ever was a big secret to begin with, Patient Zero’s identity has been leaked often enough, both on the ‘Net and in private conversation. But the fact that he’s also got an attorney who fancies himself a Marty Singer and likes threatening people with legal reprisals, keeps his name from getting out there on the search engines more than it has.
Because this situation affects the paystubs of literally thousands plus the lives of those immediately affected in the quarantine circle, this kind of bullying is tantamount to harboring a fugitive. So I can’t see how invoking anonymity or client / patient privilege can validly apply here. Then, again, because of the unusual nature of this industry, I believe in the performers and companies’ rights to know, legal arguments notwithstanding.
“This is the beginning of a domino effect,” one long term industry person predicts.
“Patient Zero is not the only one doing bareback escorting. There are agencies out there representing porn stars that are knowingly sending females for bareback escort sessions.”
[I know in the hooker-John dynamic, the femme de joie customarily supplies the condoms, so with the price of them being what they are, the cost-cutting might be excused. That’s just a guess.]
“We might be seeing more outbreaks because the younger people coming into porn don’t know what’s what and are trying to make money to survive in the recession,” continues my industry confidant.
“There’s a lot of bareback escorting going on, and it’s getting worse with the economic situation.”
For a hundred bucks, you say? Only if I don’t have to make a 6 AM beer run.