If you were Delbert Grady, wouldn’t you like to correct Alix Lakehurst? And what is it about hotel hallways that makes women so vulnerable?

“We’re the wild boys walking down the street,” the B-52′s sang in 1990. “Wild boys and girls going out for a big time – any way we can.”

By the point one is in a venue that features a seven-foot bucking penis, the spout may as well just shoot hollow-point bullets and be done with it

For some, there is a connection between sexuality and shame, and it can be felt on both sides of the relationship. Asa Akira talks about that “What did I just do?” feeling

Patrick’s book should not be confused with “Sinner Tells All.” Just because it is unflinching doesn’t mean it scorches the earth. The reader – even if he knows a lot of the story already – goes on the rollercoaster along with Tera, and is as surprised as she is when the twists come.

“You want me to talk about my money? Like what do I do with it? Oh! You said ‘bunny‘”

I encountered Mallory Rae Murphy, former virgin, and her boyfriend, the ubiquitous personage Porno Dan, on my way to the restrooms at the Venetian Hotel & Casino in Las Vegas (I had to vomit up some chips). According to Murphy, she gave up her precious maidenhead to fellow Texan Evan Stone in a movie shot [...]

It was a different, more innocent time. “Hi, I’m Stoya. And you’re reading Porn Valley Observed, you lucky bastard.”

“If you think you’re going to come,” Manning said, “Just fuck your way through it, as hard as you can, and then you won’t.”

“You can fuck me all you want,” says Nicki Hunter, but I have a feeling she’s just being nice. Still, I ain’t too proud for Nice.

I should probably dip my bread in Ava the next time I go to Papa Gino’s.

It was a tranquil time and, hours later, we gently nudged each other awake on the Mirage’s signature bedspreads.

But Nick Manning, the subject of the documentary Hung Hard And High, is not like these people, because his life is fascinating.

Since it’s only April and the heat is already at record-breaking levels here in Porn Valley, what better way to celebrate the slow roasting of the oceans than to talk with Alaska’s own Ava Rose, contract star for Adam & Eve and, if there could be a contract star of the pants, well, there too. [...]