PORN STARS... More Than Just Moans

by Joseph, Fabiola;L. Ramsey, Matthew

  “Yeah, look at you now Jazzy,” I whispered to myself as I got close to the mirror. I made sure to say Jazzy and not Jasmine. She had been gone for some time now and I wasn’t about to go searching for her on my big night.

  “My god you are beautiful. It’s crazy how lucky some people are. A lot of people in this world pay a lot of money to a plastic surgeon and still can’t look like you. And look where these looks have taken you. Mr. Cappello told me that this is your big night and that you have a lot of nominations, he seemed really happy about it. He wasn’t shy in letting us know how happy he was that you are working for him, he seems to really like you. Count your lucky stars, Miss Jezebel, you are thee it girl of the moment.”

  I looked at the young, clearly gay, cute white guy who had walked over to me and was touching up my hair. He had done a banging job on it by the way. My hair was full and with big blonde curls that draped my shoulders, I looked like a sun-kissed Puerto Rican Barbie

  “Can you get that, please Ebony?”

  Ebony had her hair and make-up done before mine at my request. I wanted time to really soak in the tub and relax.

  “Damn, Jazzy, I ain’t sitting next to your ass tonight, you’re gonna make me look bad,” DeeDee said as she walked over to me and air kissed me.

  “You have some nerve to talk looking like someone’s runway model.”

  She had on a silver shimmery dress that was cut short…really short. It hugged every inch of her perfect body and she looked good as hell in it.

  “Damn, baby, you’re serving that ass on a platter,” DeeDee said to Ebony as she reached around and patted her ass. I watched as Ebony smiled proudly and gave DeeDee a quick peck on the lips.

  “Hey now, let’s not start that shit so early tonight, girls, I don’t want to have you two on my mind while at the show,” Mr. Cappello said as he walked into the suite and slide between his two bedroom companions. He wrapped his arms around both of their waists and gave each of them a squeeze on the ass.

  “Holy shit, I think that I’ve got the best looking group of ladies at Fantasy Pictures right here in this room. A man could die and go to heaven looking at you three girls.”

  Bobby, as DeeDee liked to call him, was full of compliments. The best part about them was that he really meant them.

  “I’ll get that,” Mr. Cappello said as the bell rang again. Once the door was open, two men with brief cases hand-cuffed to each wrist came walking in with a white lady in front of them. They followed Mr. Cappello to the bar area before opening what turned out to be treasure cases.

  “Okay ladies, here is one of my last surprises for the night. Ebony, you’re up first,”

  Mr. Cappello said as our mouths salivated over the sparking jewels. DeeDee and I watched as he clipped on a two caret diamond bracelet on Ebony’s wrist. Followed by a two 2 ½ caret diamond invisible necklace.

  “This is a gift, thanking you for choosing Fantasy Pictures, and for…well you know,” Mr. Cappello said while laughing and kissed her lightly on the lips.

  “Okay Jazzy, it’s your turn.”

  I got up slowly and thankful. I took off the jewelry I had on and walked over to the bar.

  “As for you, she will give you everything you deserve.”

  The lady that had walked in with the two men stepped up and looked me over. She walked around me and stopped when she was standing eye to eye with me again. She just looked at me, staring, gazing into my eyes. I was about to look away when she finally spoke.

  “She has a soft soul, let’s drape them on her, layering will be the key.”

  One by one she layered four platinum and diamond thin chains of different lengths around my neck. Then she picked up a pair of three caret stud earrings and put them on for me.

  “Your name is Jasmine, right?”

  The woman, whose face once seemed ice cold, now seemed warm and welcoming.

  “Yes it is, how do you know that?”

  She smiled and reached into one of the brief cases. “Because someone asked me to give you this,” she said as she pulled out a ring shaped like a single Jasmine flower. It was covered with white and purple diamonds and looked like it cost a whole hell of a lot of money.

  “Oh, my god, Mr. Cappello this is too much, I can’t accept this.”

  He laughed and walked over to me.

  “That’s another thing I like about you Jazzy, you’re clearly not out to use people, but, this you must accept. I thought that it was a bit much too but I said what the hell, it’s not my money.”

  We all laughed at his joke and everyone in the room, including me, went back to admiring the ring.

  “Okay, DeeDee come on up here, I know you’re about to burst waiting for your turn.”

  DeeDee walked so fast that she stepped on the men that came in with the jewelry. We all laughed and waited to see what massive gift her Bobby had for her.

  “Now this isn’t much, but it’s just right for you.”

  When Mr. Cappello opened the ring box we all gasped. In it sat a four caret diamond ring.

  “What the hell is this, did you finally leave that bitch?” DeeDee asked as she took the ring and slid it on her finger.

  “Are you asking me to marry you, Bobby, is this what this is?”

  We all waited for the answer, but as I read Mr. Cappello’s face, I knew it was just a placeholder ring. It would be there for her when he was with his wife.

  “There you go again jumping to the end without knowing what the beginning is.”

  He wrapped his arms around her waist and buttered her up.

  “This ring is to let you know that I do want and will marry you, just not now. I love you DeeDee, and she can’t take that from you. This is a promise ring, a sort of engagement ring. You will be my wife DeeDee, just be patient.”

  Right then and there I knew where Breeze got his bullshit from, but she fell for it hook, line, and sinker. We walked out of my suite with over five million dollars’ worth of jewelry on. DeeDee and I with a big lump sum of it on our fingers.

  *****

  I sat there fascinated with everything and everyone that I saw. I laughed at some of the high or drunk men and women who were out of control. I fantasized about the sexy men of all races who I knew were packing in the pants. And I cheered on the actors that I knew deserved the accolades. I was having a pretty good time all the while wondering about Lust. Where was he, and why hadn’t I seen him yet?

  “Our next category is best female new cummer. These ladies may be new to the scene but when they cum, they cum just as well as the best of us.”

  Okay, now I was really paying attention. My hands clammed up as I held Jamar’s hand. I tried desperately to stop my legs from quivering and held my breath.

  “And the winner is…Jezebel, representing Fantasy Pictures.”

  Oh, shit did they just say my name? I think they did, did they, yes, they did, that’s me. Mr. Cappello stood up and took my hand. He kissed it and moved to the side so that I could walk to the stage. With every step taken, I prayed that I didn’t fall. I didn’t want that memory to stick when I thought about winning my first award. The cheers got louder the closer as I got to the stage. I felt so loved while up there. Jamar was by far my biggest supporter in that room. His face gave me comfort.

  “Wow, I really didn’t see this coming but I’m sure glad “I” did.”

  My little joke got plenty of laughter and that helped put me at ease. I went on and did my thank-you’s, leaving Breeze’s name out on purpose, but I did thank his dad.

  I exited stage right and handed the stage award to the lady that led me off of the stage. I went back and took my seat with well-wishers along the way.

  As the show went on I started to get nervous for Jamar. He didn’t win a couple of the awards that he was nominated for and I knew that it had to hurt. But it didn’t take too long for his name to be mentioned as a winner. He grabbed an award for the film he did with Domingo and I was so happy for him. After we took a quick intermission an
d gossip quickie, we all took out seats for the rest of the show. I grabbed another award for best female lead but was kind of down once I realized that Lust was a no show. I didn’t want to seem ungrateful for the night I was having so I didn’t let it show. I smiled and laughed at the right time and played the un-fazed game.

  “Our next nomination is for the chocolate men and women who turned us on the most. They made us all want to be down with the brown.”

  I damn near fell out of my chair with laughter watching Tanya. She and a sexy brother were on stage announcing the nominees and boy was I tickled pink. The irony of her having to announce a category that I was nominated for gave me such pleasure.

  “And the winner for hottest ebony duo is…Jezebel and Lust for Lusting for Jazz, of Fantasy Pictures.”

  I had closed my eyes as the winner was read and was once again shocked when I heard my name. I got up, pulled down my rising dress, and headed for the stage. I was half way there before I saw him. He was on the other side of the room and heading to the stage. I wanted to stop walking but I knew that I couldn’t. He got to the steps that led to the stage before me and waited. I thought that my legs were about to give out but he took my hand just in time to catch me. My eyes went from his fingertips, up his arm, slid up his chest, and landed on his face. My god that man looked good, he made me wet right then and there. We went up on stage and he never let my hand go. I can’t remember what we said to this day because I let him do most of the talking, and even then, I was zoned out. I watched his lips but didn’t hear anything that came out of them. After he spoke, I said thank you to a few people before we left the stage hand in hand. As soon as we were back stage, he swung me around and wrapped his arms around me tightly. It felt like tears were welling up in my eyes but I held them back.

  “I have been dying to see you all day but I didn’t want to ruin the surprise. Damn Jasmine, I have missed you so much.”

  I didn’t say anything. I didn’t want to run the chance of this being a dream, maybe if I spoke, it would force me to open my eyes and miss the opportunity to hear what he would say next.

  “What’s the matter Jasmine, aren’t you happy to see me? I see that you’re wearing the ring I got you. I thought of you as soon as I saw it.”

  I looked down at my hand then back at him.

  “You got this for me? Mr. Cappello wasn’t joking when he said he didn’t buy it?”

  He smiled at me before kissing the hand the carried the ring, the ring that he got me, the ring that would now mean the world to me.

  “Why would you spend so much, this had to cost a lot of money Lust, why---?”

  He kissed my lips to stop me from talking, and because kissing me had been on his mind since the last time he got to taste them.

  “Look, I know that I’m not balling all out of control like Breeze or his dad but I’ve made some good investments. I wanted to do this, so money wasn’t even a thought. I kept looking for something that would mean something and when I bumped into Bobby, he told me that he was going to see his jeweler. I tagged along and was so happy I did. The ring caught my eye but when she told me the ring was shaped after a jasmine flower, I knew I had found your gift.”

  I don’t know what words I could use that would make someone understand how I felt in that moment. I had only felt a fraction of it in my life time and now I was feeling it full force. My heart and his had taken over my entire body leaving me…leaving me, touched, fulfilled, and loved. My heart raced and my mind clouded with the thought of his existence. I looked at him and it felt good to know that he was the truth, everything about him was real and I welcomed that. I later found out that my ring had set him back over one hundred and 25 thousand dollars. However, that didn’t matter; it was truly the thought behind the ring that rocked my world.

  “So will I see you after the show?”

  It was my turn to kiss his lips and answer him. “I want to see you for a long as I can.”

  We went back and took our seats and I couldn’t wait to tell Jamar what just went down. Tyree, Jamar and I won three awards for Baby, Bi the Way marking a perfect end to my first award show. Winning was fun but I had something even better waiting for me after the show, and I couldn’t get to him fast enough.

  Chapter 16

  “Oops, I guess the pussy is out of the bag now.”

  After the show there were multiple after parties going on throughout Las Vegas. We decided to check out the parties that were going on at the clubs the Ghostbar, Rain, and Moon that were inside the Palms. None of us had been to them before, and we kept hearing so much about those clubs that we decided to celebrate our wins there. DeeDee was able to get away from Mr. Cappello, and Jasmine decided to come along too. We started out at Moon, and it was nice, the music was okay, but it was a little too mellow. Then, we checked out the Ghostbar, which was great. It didn’t matter where you looked there were celebrities throughout the club so it was the place to see and be seen. The view of the city nightlife was amazing. It didn’t matter if you were inside or out on the sky deck you could pretty much see most of Las Vegas. I saw Blaze out on the sky deck so I went out there to congratulate him. He saw me walking toward him and his face lit up almost as bright as the city.

  “What’s up, sexy?”

  “Hey you, I saw you out here and wanted to congratulate you on your big win.”

  “Thanks Boo. Sorry if you were looking forward to winning that one.”

  “It’s all good, Blaze, you definitely deserved that one.”

  “I know.”

  We both laughed.

  “Look at you, you win one award and you’re already getting cocky.”

  “Naw, man, I’m not getting cocky, I’m getting cock.”

  “Blaze, you are so crazy. Are you alone?”

  “Kind of, why, do you want to be with me tonight?”

  “Actually I was going to invite you to join us inside.”

  “I think I’ll pass on that one. I saw you were with your man inside so what I want tonight, I’m sure you can’t and won’t give me.”

  “See there you go again, and you’re right I can’t give you that.”

  “It’s cool because you see those two fine ass thugs over there?”

  I looked over to my right and there were two dark skinned sexy ass dudes looking our way while they sipped on their drinks. One of them smiled at me and licked his lips. I smiled back then turned back to Blaze.

  “I see ’em, and let me guess, that’s your dick for the night.”

  “You mean dicks, sexy. They’re willing and ready whenever I give them the green light. I’m going to get so high, then turn their asses out so I’m gonna have to pass up your offer this time.”

  “Okay, well I’m going to head back inside. Have fun and be safe.”

  “Trust me I will, and, hey, congratulations on your wins too. I’m proud of us.”

  “Aww, thanks, Blaze, I’m proud of us, too.”

  I walked back inside and I noticed Jasmine walking over to me with Lust. I instantly remembered passing him at the warehouse one time hoping he was gay and praying that I’d get a chance to work with him. That fantasy was crushed that night once I realized he was straight and only worked with females. He was cool, funny, and that night in Vegas he fit right in with our little clique. We got our drink on, and mingled with so many people that we didn’t realize a couple of hours had passed. Everyone decided that we might as well check out Rain too before it was too late. It was huge, and as soon as I walked in I must’ve looked bug-eyed. I had never seen anything like it. It was dim, with spotlights moving all around in different directions, but most of the light came from the fireballs that were lit up above the dance floor. There was so many people dancing, drinking, making out, and partying throughout the club. I had some flashbacks of MTV’s The Real World Las Vegas, because the club pretty much looked the same as it did on that show. There were a couple of performances throughout the night by Nina Sky, Maino, and Waka Flocka Flame. Pauly D from the Jers
ey Shore was the DJ for the night so a lot of girls were crowded around him the entire time flirting with him. He was looking fly too so I checked him out a few times myself, but he was very professional the whole time concentrating on spinning, and playing good music. Two hours later everyone was at the bar either feeling good, or tipsy except for Ebony. She was wasted from drinking too many free drinks, and was still sipping on something. She kept yelling, “We’re porn stars, bitches,” which was true, but at that moment, it was somewhat embarrassing. She kept congratulating us, which was okay, but she was yelling it out and was too loud. She kept bumping into us, bar stools, and other people, then giving them dirty looks like it was their fault. At one point she even realized how drunk she was, but it didn’t slow her down one bit because as she yelled, “I’m so drunk you guys,” she took another shot of Vodka. She got her nails, hair, and makeup done at the salon earlier with Jasmine and was looking hot in her short black shoulder less dress, and cute black high heels, and she knew it so I guess that’s why she wanted to show off. She loved the attention she received from the men, and was even flirting back with some of them. You could tell she was horny and was in need. I saw her exchange numbers with some fine ass dude with dreads. I think working for Fantasy Pictures made her realize how much she missed men, and great sex. I turned around to ask the bartender for another Sex on the Beach, and asked him not to serve Ebony anymore alcohol. When he asked me to point her out, I turned around and it looked like Ebony tried to give Tyree a lap dance. He pushed her away then stood up and started yelling at her.