By Eavin Moore
So my wife called me last week and said “Wanna tell me why you’re getting emails from a Porn Star?” I assumed it was another one of those male enhancement offers. I can’t figure out why they are targeting me? Like I really need that! Ha ha ha. That’s funny.
When I got home I read the whole email and found my name had been drawn from a bowl at The Regular Joe office. It seems that a big star in the adult film industry is coming to town and through the luck of the draw it seemed I would be conducting a one-on-one with one Miss Daisy Duxe.
I wasn’t there, but the way I hear it went down was, Jimmy Hamilton was the first to see the email and he was all over it. He could have had it in the bag, but he screwed up. He had to go and brag about it. As soon as Venis A Venable heard about it he argued, “Why do you get to do it? That’s age discrimination!” Then Bob Shultz valiantly stepped up to offer his services, claiming that since she was primarily a film star, it was really his area. Publisher, Jay Kerner was tired of all the bitching and put all the Joe writer’s names (including his own) in a bowl, and well, you guessed it.
But before I jumped in, I had some questions. First, does this even belong in The Regular Joe? Aren’t we going to risk angering some of our more conservative readers?
We accepted advertising from Emerald’s Gentlemen’s Club recently. As a privately held company, the publishers can certainly determine their policies as they see fit, but I say the place pays taxes, pays payroll and is licensed by the City, State and US Government, who are we to tell you what’s proper? And besides, as a free paper, we’re totally dependant on ad revenues. It’s pretty hard to say no to dough.
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For those of you still with me, let me start by saying, I’m not the big porn fan. I’m not a prude or anything. I’ve been to my share of bachelor parties. I’ll stand at the back of the room, nurse a beer for a while and whistle a few times when appropriate. Fit in, go along, get home to mama. So I figured I’d better do some research.
The email we received had Miss Duxe’s website, www.daisyduxe.com listed, so I clicked on from the home machine. BAM! The lady doesn’t waste any time. With over 3,000 high resolution pictures,….well, let’s just say she is not a shy individual. It’s at this point that I decided I was glad this will just be a telephone interview. I’m never sure about the whole eye-contact thing, makes me nervous. Exposed cleavage is my own personal kryptonite. I never know what to do. Are you supposed to look? At what point does a glance turn into gawking. I’m much more comfortable looking at somebody’s collection of bottle caps or ball point pens.
So, a page full of notes and questions at the ready, I make the call. I caught Miss Duxe in the middle of a pedicure. She said no problem as long as I didn’t mind occasional giggling. She’s a mite ticklish. I wondered if this wouldn’t be an occupational hazard, but kept that to myself.
My questions are pretty routine for someone who does multiple interviews a day like she does, but she’s charming and polite. It must take real talent to answer the same old questions but make it sound fresh each time.
I learned about how she grew up in
Of course I asked about her stage name. She told me the Daisy was the easy part because it’s her favorite flower. The Duxe part involved a little evolution. Being from
The last part of our interview, I asked her to tell me a little about the “Regular Daisy.” She told me that unlike her work self, the every day Daisy is a ball cap and ponytail kind of girl. No make-up unless she has to. She claims to be a geek about the Discovery Channel. That’s almost all she watches.
She also rides her own motorcycle, an ’05 Honda CBR600, that she broke down and re-built herself.
I enjoyed my conversation with Miss Duxe very much. I found her to be intelligent and a young woman in charge of her own career. Not at all a victim of the industry as the cliché would have us believe.
If you are a like minded adult, up for an evening of mature entertainment this weekend, I can’t imagine a better opportunity than to see Miss Daisy Duxe at Emerald’s Gentlemen’s Club. See if she doesn’t ask you to “Come Look At My Stuff!” (Sorry, but you knew it was coming didn’t you?)