Meeting a Porn Star at Ninth & Race
This happened a week ago, last Friday afternoon.
I had just left CityBeat world headquarters and was standing outside at Ninth and Race downtown. Greg Flannery, editor of Streetvibes, was picking me up to go over and have some drinks in Covington. We both drink. We both smoke. Covington made a lot of sense.
It was raining just a little. I watched a girl cross the street. She smiled and stood with me for a while.
She was kind of heavy but kind of pretty too: long black hair, brown hairs, wearing very tight jeans.
“Man, my friend didn’t show up,” she said.
“Your friend?”
“Yeah, he didn’t show up,” she repeated. “He owes me some money.”
I thought to myself: Here it comes. She’s going to ask me for money, and I was going to give her a couple bucks to help her out. I started to reach into my back pocket for my wallet.
“I sure could use another job,” she said.
“What kind of work do you do?” I asked.
“I make movies,” she said. “I’ve been in a lot of porn movies.”
If my mouth dropped, I don’t remember. After she said that, Greg pulled up in his car.
I remember telling her “good luck.” If she really is making porn movies here in Hamilton County and gets caught, she’s going to need all that luck she can get.
— Larry Gross
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how come this kind of thing never happens to me?
Posted by: hard as nails | May 09, 2008 at 08:48 AM
Feel lucky you left the scene when you did. She was probably sizing you up for something.
Posted by: Kevin | May 09, 2008 at 10:06 AM