Porn Valley- It was one of those days when a Tylenol would have been a gift from the Gods. I’m looking at Lee Stone and noticing that his back was locking in at a right angle. A sure sign of a muscle spasm. Having been there myself, I’m asking Stone if he’s a hurtin’ cowboy. Stone, who only minutes before was hoisting newcomer Tiffani DiGivanni like a bag of nachos, was sayin’, yeah, he was feeling it, that after he lifted DiGivanni he was already debating the soundness of that decision.
“But this is what I’m known for,” says Stone. You get the impression that Stone would put his dick in a spinning room fan if that was what he’s known for. Stone on Monday flew to San Francisco to shoot a scene for CyberNet which was cancelled when the girl couldn’t do it. Stone got paid in full and I ask him what prompted the cancellation. Stone’s not telling me. “It would wind up on your website,” he laughs. I tell him I miss his KSEX show and Stone remembers one night when he was on meds because of a root canal and warned the listening audience ahead of time of what might happen.
Lee is later off to do a second scene on another shoot. And Brian Surewood is glad his second one of the day has been cancelled. For good reason. The girl came down with Gonorrhea, and Surewood says you usually find out three days after the fact, so this is a pleasant switch.
Ava Vincent is also telling me that she’s at that emotional/physical crossroads where she’s about to break into tears. Vincent was nailed for speeding on her way to the set and couldn’t finesse her way out of the situation.
“You’d think that a porn star/Penthouse Pet could talk her way out of a ticket,” says Vincent asking around for a Tylenol. According to Vincent, this isn’t the first time. She remembers another instance where a cop stopped her, gave her a ticket and then had the balls to hit on her. Vincent’s saying ya think you could have spared me the ticket during that humiliating moment as well?
Vincent’s scheduled to work later in the day with Vanessa Lane and Anthony Hardwood, who’s sizing Vincent up like a bean bag because Hardwood likes doing that same human body trick as Stone.
Director Vince Voss is encouraging Hardwood to sit nude and pose like Rodin’s The Thinker. Hardwood goes along with this. Voss is also encouraging Hardwood to call him Papa Bear.
All the scenes in this two-day Defiance shoot, titled Pleasure 2, are threeways. Stone’s working with DiGivanni and Eva Angelina. And Lauren Phoenix, her drama on last week’s Asylum shoot pretty much shit under the river, is going to get d.p’d by Alex Sanders and Surewood. There’s a total of nine girls in the movie, and Voss besides the direction is also supplying the sarcasm. Voss is mapping out the pairings for the next day and swears he might as well be a high school teacher for all the excuses he gets: “My DNA test was eaten by my dog.”
Voss says the idea he’s advancing with Pleasure 2 is something not ordinarily done in the business.
“They usually shoot a Volume One of something and have it be really successful and really cool and just kind of coast through the rest of the volumes without really caring what they shoot,” explains Voss. “With Pleasure 2 I’ve increased the cast to nine different high end A-list girls, and every scene is a threeway which is a much easier sale than a movie with five or six girls. At least in my eyes. Once again I’m just trying to punch out as many intense sex scenes as I can and just make sure everybody has a good time.”
Having a good time all on her own, Lane, in the other room, is holding court with a very interesting conversation about colonics, harkening to a now famous quote attributed to Hayley Paige that the favorite part of her day is having an enema. Someone’s telling Lane, yeah, there’s this place in Santa Monica where you can have your ass irrigated. But Lane is looking for a facility more convenient to where she lives. If nothing else, Lane thinks she’s got a lot of chewing gum sticking to her insides, that she must swallow at least four pieces of gum a day. Lane only eats fruits, nuts and vegetables but wishes she could quit cigarettes.
But back twinge or no back twinge, to hang with Lee Stone, you can’t have a fear of ripped abs, tattooed delts [a process that required 15 hours] or penises in the shape of torque wrenches.
“What’s that?” DiGivanni is challenging Stone, nodding somewhere in the vicinity of Stone’s nuts. Stone tells her it’s an ingrown hair. DiGivanni is satisfied with the answer, whereas on another set I was on the other week, Nadia Hilton challenged Ben Bratt in a similar fashion, and Hilton was ready to call in Alberto Gonzales.
DiGivanni mentions that she just got her second tit job, and the way she’s exercising her vocal chords during her scene, you’d have thought she wanted the entire length of Kanan Rd. to know about it.
I’ve been in this house before- the last time when Axel Braun was shooting one of his do it yourself squirt movies. Even without Braun inducing young women to gush, the place looks like a museum of modern art. The owner tells me that both porn and mainstream shoot here, but mostly porn. I hear that Charlize Theron once shot a commercial here which has been aired overseas. I’m tempted to ask which toilet she shit on so I could put my lips to the seat. But I don’t go there. The owner tells me he’s got books and books of photos featuring celebrities who have been here.
A former real estate agent, DiGivanni, who’s talked her way out of a ticket or two on the hood of a cop car, is getting made up for her scene.
Dan the makeup man is telling her, “Powder and Paint makes a girl what she ain’t; Powder and Plastic makes a Digital girl.” Dan says he told that one time to Janine who may or may not have found humor in that comment.
Eva Angelina has had her hair cut short, and explains that she’s currently in her girl next door mode. Neither is Angelina wearing her glasses. And neither is Nakita Denise wearing her contact lenses. Denise is working mostly on her website, and Vincent’s telling me that Denise, her best friend, got laser surgery. That’s why her eyes are brown now. Photog Tod Todd says he always thought that Denise had blue eyes. Vincent said, yeah, courtesy of contact lenses. Todd, who is almost flabbergasted by this piece of information, is showing me pix of Amy Reed on his lap top, swearing that Reed has an “impeccable body” and the greatest pair of tits he’s ever seen on a woman. But Reed only does girl-girl scenes.
Vincent also remembers a time she did a scene with Surewood in Malibu where an errant pop shot blinded both of her eyes as Vincent also struggled with a sponge during her period. Another Tylenol moment.
The scene with Stone, Angelina and DiGivanni starts off the couch the way The Preakness starts out of a paddock. Eva’s cries echo off the walls like a prisoner being tortured in The Bastille. And the size of the living room certainly gives a man room to matriculate his balls which Stone does quite often. Actually it’s his ass cheeks vs. his balls in a dance contest as Stone powers the scene forward through enough noise to summon the cops. But then DiGivanni would certainly know how to handle that situation.
“Oh God, I’m going to fucking cum,” yells DiGivanni, repeatedly, long before she’s even handed her paycheck.Lauren Phoenix asks me if this is the same couch that Stone & Co. has just copulated on. Which prompts Phoenix to lay a towel on it before sitting down. Phoenix explains that she got in the habit of doing that in Canada, because full nude lap dances are the norm and dancers lay towels before plopping their naked asses on their customers. Phoenix says this same ritual doesn’t seem to go over too well in the states.
Phoenix also wants Voss to make sure that nothing appears to be coming out of her ass once Sanders and Surewood start working her over. Voss tells her not to worry, that he’s no big fan of filming fecal matter. But even Phoenix is at a loss for words, admiring the handicraft of her co-workers.
“How do you guys do it?” she asks.
“We do it because we like it,” Sanders tells her.
“God bless you for it,” replies Phoenix.