There are a lot of preconceived notions about porn stars.  How much we make.  Sexual promiscuity.  Drug use… or abuse.  Prostitution.  Rampant sexual perversions … or fetishes.  I’m here to tell you that whatever you think is true… probably is.

I’m kidding.  Porn stars are like snowflakes, there are a million different kinds.

As someone who’s done SEX movies, people often assume things about me.  For instance, that I’m kinky in bed off camera.  I guess that depends on what you define as kinky, but in truth I’m more of a romantic.  I’m open to anything, just kiss me while we do it!

But sometime it takes someone you trust before a fetish can surface, as one of mine has recently.

Growing up, my family was addicted to horror movies.  We’d watch Bram Stoker’s Dracula at Christmas (sorry Jesus, but vampires are sexier!).  And one of our all time favourite horror movies was… and is… Halloween.  Michael Meyers in his white mask terrorizing Laurie Strode (Jamie Lee Curtis) in Haddonfield, Illinois.  Doesn’t get better than that.

This powerful commanding man of few words who knows what he wants and takes it, has somehow become a sexual turn on for me.  Is it the fact that he is unpredictable?  Is it his single-minded obsession?  Is is the anonymity and mystery of the face behind the mask?

Yes, yes and yes!

Perhaps it’s also the thrill of capturing such a man.  Overpowering him and taming the beast … or the boogie man!

To quote the film:

Laurie: “What’s the boogie man?”

Dr. Loomis: “As a matter of fact, that was.”

Again, Twisted