Porn in my Life


My first exposure to porn came in the form of nudie magazines that belonged to my cousin’s father. She had shown my sister and I his stash hidden in a box behind their unused bar in the basement. This was when I was 10. I remember the huge breasts on the cover. They took up the whole page with only a hint of black clothing. We timidly flipped through the pages then quickly shoved the magazine back in its hiding place when we heard footsteps coming down the stairs.

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My next pornographic incident occurred maybe a year later while I was visiting another cousin. I was in the bathroom, sitting on the counter and looking at myself in a large mirror. My eye caught the reflection of something peeking out from the top shelf over the toilet. I retrieved it and discovered a book called The Sluts of Jamesville High. I read it all in three hours…in the bathroom.

I have found a bag of pornos (video tapes) under my car before. Totally true story. It was winter and I was in college and as I approached the car in the parking lot, I saw something under it. That’s the second time I’ve found hidden porn which leads me to believe that perhaps porn is hidden everywhere. I watched them so much that my boyfriend at the time threw them down the trash chute because he thought I was addicted.

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I’ve watched many movies since and have even attended a porn convention. There’s a photo of me and Tera Patrick out there. I believe Facebook removed it from my home page along with a Ron Jeremy photo but my girl Brettany’s got them in her files! Ah, good times, fun times.

So porn…pretty cool.

 

– Trish

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