TaDoW

My Industry Farewell, The highs, the lows, and those dearest to me?

In every person?s life, change is inevitable. In my life, the time for the inevitability has arrived and I am forced to make a choice. My fellow colleagues, friends, clients? The ride has been unforgettable. It has been the most amazing 6 years of my life due, in large part, to the people whom it as brought me closer to.

For the last several months, Brett and I have been in negotiations for him to purchase my half of DormBucks and at the beginning of July we reached an agreement. With Brett and I still very good friends and absolutely no hard feelings, on August 1st of this year I will bitter-sweetly pack my bags and take to the road, bringing with me the knowledge gained from doing business in a marvelously fun (though largely unscrupulous) industry, an immense amount of experience, some very very close friends, and a decent sack of loot.

I?ll be moving on to pursue new ventures outside of the adult industry, but will probably pop my head back on the boards from time to time. Plus, now that I won?t actually be attached to any company, I think I stand a pretty good chance of giving Juicy a run for his money for being chief board-whore ;-)

The memories I have, particularly from the conventions, will stay with me until the day I die? I have been blessed by being able to live the good life while most other people were still in college. I have seen a huge part of the country in my travels, and have stayed at some of the poshest resorts and hotels, eaten some of the best food, while in Hollywood FL I drank some of the most expensive god damned Captains & Coke the world has ever heard of, and seen hundreds upon hundreds of vaginas? and twice as many breasts! Here are some of those most fond memories?

January 2000, Las Vegas, IA2000: Brett suckered me into going along with SexHound, and holy fuckin shit, this was the nail in the coffin for me. After seeing how hard people partied and how much money there was to be made in porn, I knew there was no looking back. The booths ? some of them were HUNDREDS OF THOUSANDS OF DOLLARS! Most of you don?t have any concept of this because you don?t know what the REAL money was like back in 2000 when there was still venture cap, fraud transactions, and mob money flowing like water. Titties ? naked girls running around like chickens with their heads cut off. Busty Amateurs (half the reason I wanted to get into the business) and their train of some of the hottest girls to ever bless the industry. The conventions of today don?t even come close. They cannot hold a candle to the amount of partying and the amount of money spent at IA2000. Going out to the Naughty sushi party, eating sushi off of naked girls, and having George Clooney and Dennis Rodman crash the party. And finally, our very own company party. SexHound dropped $40,000 in one night on our company party, renting out the 2nd largest suite at the Venetian (we were SUPPOSED to have the 1st, but that cock gobbler Andy Edmond outbid us) ? That room was packed, and the booze was flowing ? Busty DJ?s did the music, and their girls tore up the dance floor and the bathrooms. Still burned into my retinas is the visual of Ron Jeremy doing a line of coke off of Heather?s freshly shaven pussy. The next day Brett, Bryan (Rest in Peace), and I went out to Wolfgang Puck?s to have dinner with Madelyn Night (she was such a sweetheart), Jenteal, Shyla Foxxx, and their boy toys. The dinner was great, and as I recall, the most expensive dinner on a per-head basis I had ever had? With a shrug and a smile, we put it on SH and hit the door to tear up the strip. I slept the least on that trip out of any other convention I?ve ever been to?. Probably only averaged 2 hours a day/night ? cuz we had to be on the show floor by 8 am, and would party until 5 or 6 am each night. On my last day there merely 2 hours before my plane, I found myself in Shyla?s room alone, seeing her bed torn up with half a dozen sex toys and crops laying in goopy messes on the floor, apparently she had had an orgy the night before with David Lee Roth and a few others. Anyway, I was 21 and barely knew what was happening when she said ?hold on, I just need to get changed? (she had a plane to catch too, and I had escorted her to her room). Low and behold, before I could even offer to leave the room, she undid two buttons and dropped her dress (and my jaw) to the ground right in front of me. There I stood. 21, in a room with a pornstar, alone, she was stark naked. Apparently porn stars don?t wear bras or panties. My mind scrambled, my heart pounded, and I didn?t know what to do... before I knew it my mouth was saying ?Oh my god!, I?ll wait outside!? and started to go for the door. ?No it?s okay, you can stay.? ? Well, nothing did end up transpiring, but I did get the best flash of female stranger?s entire body that I had ever had. What a great trip.

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-TaDoW

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