Porn Valley- Skeeter Kerkove's on the line with Jim Powers. But he doesn't have to tell me that because Powers' distinctive voice is coming loud and clear on the other end of the conversation.
Skeeter's catching up with Powers as far as who's shooting who; who's shooting what and who's charging what. That's because Skeeter's been out of the loop, for obvious reasons, and is getting a refresher course from Powers. If all goes well, Skeeter Kerkove starts shooting again this month, and one of his projects will be a girl-girl movie. Skeeter's never shot a girl-girl movie, and I lend him some of the tips I got from sitting in on Bruce Seven shoots. Nobody shot better girl-girl movies than Bruce Seven and more if it was due to common sense than anything else. Skeeter, because he's a smart man, listens. His mind's always racing so you get the impression he might not be tuning in, but he is.
Skeeter's laughing about some comment made on a gossip site that he and I are the two biggest shills in the industry. Thank God for that I tell him. Skeeter gives me a hug and offers thanks for the help, particularly for the last six months in which he was able to get his side of a bitterly contentious and truly insane story told. Everybody knows the story by now, but because of a gag order Skeeter's staying clear of any more comment on it. Which must be driving him nuts because gagging Skeeter's like slipping a fat lady out of a rubber dress.
But with some monumental life's lessons behind him, all Skeeter wants to do is just get back to shooting porn again.Bridgette Kerkove, the other half of this crazy story, is now out of the business. And just about all the supporting players in that drama are flying way below the porn radar as well. Jim Powers always likes to say the truth is out there somewhere, and the fact that Skeeter's the last man standing after the shoot out proves it.
Call it therapy, but Skeeter, during this time, decided to have his home remodeled top to bottom highlighted by leather furniture and marble flooring that lends the feel that you're walking through a casino. He also had a custom front door put in featuring a speakeasy-style window. I tell Skeeter the only thing missing is a door knocker featuring his beaming face with a bandana instead of a lion's head.
Skeeter's backyard awaits some permits and he's ready to get going there with a pool and spa. All of this is going to figure in with some new movies he has in mind. I don't know how he's going to put girls with thigh high boots in a swimming pool but that remains to be seen. I also tell Skeeter, don't take this the wrong way but the house used to look like a married guy's house. He smiles quietly.
I first met Skeeter in Mexico seven years ago on a combination vacation and Metro shoot. Liked him immensely, and I told him his wife, who shot 16 scenes that week, was going to be the next big thing in porn. And Skeeter, no slouch, either, proved himself a role model to suitcase pimps everywhere. After all, how many guys, besides being one of the top selling names in Europe, can boast that they once stunt cocked for Lee Stone or pulled a pop shot for Mandingo who was out of bullets. Skeeter explains how this seeming racial improbability was accomplished. Skeeter also remembers another time running into Vicky Vette's late husband. They did not hit it off and one suitcase pimp began calling another a steamer trunk.
Skeeter also remembers how Bridgette got steam rolled by a porn reviewer who slammed her time after time in his critiques. Skeeter remembers this reviewer wondering who's cock Bridgette must have sucked to win Best New Starlet, that Layla Jade was far and away more active on the screen. Skeeter merely pointed out to him that Bridgette in 11 months did 203 scenes and Jade was in something like 35. The reviewer tell him he's got to be wrong with those figures. Skeeter says he heard it from Layla Jade but what does he know. Which might explain his patronage of her, Skeeter also mentions that Jade was allegedly sucking this reviewer's cock at the time even though he's a married man.
Another time Bridgette ran into this guy was at an industry function. Skeeter remembers Bridgette throwing a drink in his face and spitting at him for other vicious things that he wrote about her.
"He used to make her cry," Skeeter remembers. Not to mention the fact that neither Skeeter nor Bridgette ever got a good review from him that moment on.
