A Porn Star Is Born

Not. So very not.

On the way home today, I bumped into someone I used to work with. Former Co-worker is gay. Once, he showed us photographs of him and his friends dressed up for Pride Day and for Halloween. He told us he had been in a gay porn film made in Toronto. In fact, when he left, it was to answer a lucrative offer from San Francisco to star in a gay porn film.

Today, our conversatiion went something like this:

"Is that you, Sylph?"
"Hey, Former Co-worker. How have you been?"
"Fine."
"You're back in Toronto?"
"Oh yeah. I've been back over a year."
"How did San Francisco go?"
"It was alright. But I missed Canada. Especially Montreal. So I came back."
"Did you make the film that you were supposed to?"
"I made several actually."
"Are you still making films?"
"No. I got tired of that. But I still get calls."
"It's good to have a back up career."
"You interested in doing films? They just left me a message wanting women."
"You're talking about gay skin flicks, right?"
"Yes."
"What do women do in these films?"
"They have sex, I guess. But this one I got called about is about a guy having sex with women, then discovers he's gay, then he has sex with men and realizes how much better it is."
"So I'd be like the before picture."
"Are you interested? You still have to audition."
"No, god, no, I don't want to do it. Are you going to do it?"
"No, I don't want to do that any more."
"But let say you were to do it, and I also got in, does that mean you and I would have sex together?"
"I guess it could work out like that. But don't worry sweetheart, it wouldn't be anything personal."