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Porn star anecdote -
In 1996 I needed an "intelligent" porn star for a couple news stories I was making about a sex product. (It was a health supplement, but fit into the sex market.) After being told "there are none" was referred to Tyffany Million (real name Sandy.) At the time Sandy was pretty much the top of the porn industry, had just won several of the porn versions of the Emmy awards (including best gang bang). She spoke 10 languages, was very funny, and did a great job on the news stories.
Because the product news stories got such a good response and she was integral to the success, I offered her a job as endorser for the project - and we flew up to San Francisco together to meet with the designer/manufacturer of the product. The guy designed sex toys for Doc Johnson - the biggest sex toy manufacturer in the world.
The guy loved the results I had just gotten for his one product... so he decided I needed to check out EVERYTHING he made. He filled my briefcase with every sex product he made... vibrating toys... wiggling toys... lubes... attachments... etc...
I didn't think much of it at the meeting and figured I would just dump most of it in the trash when I got back home (after my secretary and assistant had picked through it.) As a matter of fact... I didn't think anything at all about the briefcase full of sex toys... UNTIL...
... the exact moment that I sat it down on the X-ray belt at the airport as Sandy and I were getting ready to board the plane and fly back to LA.
Just as the brief case left my hand and started to roll into the X-ray machine I realized the X-ray machine was going to go berserk with all the weird devices (especially the 'Twin Torpedoes!') ... and here I was traveling with probably the most recognizable porn star in the world.
Suddenly this little guy came running from behind the X-ray monitor. All I could hear him say to Security was "Wires and cylinders!" (Of course they were probably thinking bomb.)
And at that moment Sandy demonstrated her awesome intelligence. My briefcase and her makeup case came rolling out of the X-ray machine as Security gathered around us. She immediately reached down and grabbed her makeup case and handed it to Security. She said, "Here it was my makeup case that set off the alarm. It's just my blow dryer and stuff."
They immediately rooted through her makeup case. Giggled over it just being a blow dryer and her hair curler and stuff....
...as I beat a quiet retreat toward the plane with my brief case full of french ticklers and butterfly probes tucked under my arm.
In 1996 I needed an "intelligent" porn star for a couple news stories I was making about a sex product. (It was a health supplement, but fit into the sex market.) After being told "there are none" was referred to Tyffany Million (real name Sandy.) At the time Sandy was pretty much the top of the porn industry, had just won several of the porn versions of the Emmy awards (including best gang bang). She spoke 10 languages, was very funny, and did a great job on the news stories.
Because the product news stories got such a good response and she was integral to the success, I offered her a job as endorser for the project - and we flew up to San Francisco together to meet with the designer/manufacturer of the product. The guy designed sex toys for Doc Johnson - the biggest sex toy manufacturer in the world.
The guy loved the results I had just gotten for his one product... so he decided I needed to check out EVERYTHING he made. He filled my briefcase with every sex product he made... vibrating toys... wiggling toys... lubes... attachments... etc...
I didn't think much of it at the meeting and figured I would just dump most of it in the trash when I got back home (after my secretary and assistant had picked through it.) As a matter of fact... I didn't think anything at all about the briefcase full of sex toys... UNTIL...
... the exact moment that I sat it down on the X-ray belt at the airport as Sandy and I were getting ready to board the plane and fly back to LA.
Just as the brief case left my hand and started to roll into the X-ray machine I realized the X-ray machine was going to go berserk with all the weird devices (especially the 'Twin Torpedoes!') ... and here I was traveling with probably the most recognizable porn star in the world.
Suddenly this little guy came running from behind the X-ray monitor. All I could hear him say to Security was "Wires and cylinders!" (Of course they were probably thinking bomb.)
And at that moment Sandy demonstrated her awesome intelligence. My briefcase and her makeup case came rolling out of the X-ray machine as Security gathered around us. She immediately reached down and grabbed her makeup case and handed it to Security. She said, "Here it was my makeup case that set off the alarm. It's just my blow dryer and stuff."
They immediately rooted through her makeup case. Giggled over it just being a blow dryer and her hair curler and stuff....
...as I beat a quiet retreat toward the plane with my brief case full of french ticklers and butterfly probes tucked under my arm.
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