Karaoke with the (porn) Stars
I'm double fisting; a flask full of whiskey in one hand, and a beer in the other. Sitting with a few HUSTLER employees at a small bar in Burbank, we're here for one reason: MOTHERFUCKING KARAOKE!
Not really.
I think we could care less about karaoke.
HUSTLER was sponsoring the week's installment of "Porn Star Karaoke". PSK promises average Joe's the chance to rub elbows with real, live porn stars in a relaxed karaoke setting. The event attracts some of societies seediest and industry B-listers who haplessly try to network.
I was pounding them down as we patiently waited for the girl of the hour to show up: Jayme Langford.
Jayme is an all natural 19 year-old redhead who specializes in fucking/getting fucked by other girls. From her oeuvre of work which includes a cover of HUSTLER, Hot Showers # 16, Real College Girls # 14, and Barely Legal # 76, safe to say I was anxious to meet her. Because well, I'm a fan. Once she arrived, I would have to get to work.
I don't know when she got there, but soon she was sitting in front of me. Trying my best to ignore the skin tight powder blue dress she was wearing, I sheepishly asked her if she wanted to do an interview.
So, you're going to school for Bio-Ethics, correct?
"Yes, how did you know that?"
I did my research.
"I didn't know that anybody knew that, but yes I'm going to school for that."
Do you want to eventually go to Med School?
"Yes"
What would your specialty be?
"I want to be a surgeon. "
Do you have steady hands?
"Yes, yes I do!"
From what I've seen, I know your good with your hands. If you know what I'm saying; boom! (At this point I did a little jig, and Jayme looked at me perplexed.)
Ok, enough joking aside, do you think my goatee is hot or not?
"I like facial hair, so it's totally hot."
Then we jumped in the air and gave each other high fives.
She was distracted during the interview. Either she was intimidated by my overt handsomeness or it was something else. Turns out it was something else. She just bought a new Mercedes and was trying to keep an eye on it. She asked if we could continue the interview in her car. Mistaking this as an invitation to something else, I gladly plopped down on her new leather seats. But, the " interview" quickly degenerated into us tooling around the streets of Burbank.
So, into the night we drove, and it was magical.
To see Jayme in action join Hustler.com
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