Toil and Trouble

So if you're a female "porn site model" and you work for, say, DrunkenCheerleadersGetFeltUpByDad.com, it's safe to imagine that, when not being photographed or videotaped for said site, you don't go walking around in public with your ass hanging out. Or sit at the back of the 10:05 bus to Longwood masturbating with your legs up around your ears. You're a professional, and once the camera stops snapping, you're back to your job at D'Angelos or as a teacher in the Brockton Public School system.

But whither the young lasses who work for this site? Do they refrain from chewing gum at the office, for fear they might be giving someone a free show? When someone casually offers them a slab of Bubblicious at the movie theater, do they interpret it as some sorta sick come on? And just how does the webmaster build a stable of these ladies? "I saw your work at the Wal-Mart bubble gum blowing contest and I think you've got what it takes to, er, make a few extra dollars..."

These are the things that keep me up nights, folks. It ain't easy being Ken.

Oh, and any women out there who can really work a piece of Bazooka are encouraged to drop me an e-mail. There's cash to be made... and I need a new car.