Production Dept.

While all the departments have their own appeal, there’s no doubt that Production is where you want to go first. That’s what it’s all about, huh? After all, it’s fun enough to watch a porn video, but to be there while it’s being made — that’s gotta be like 3-D porn!

Amber smiles knowingly and leads me to the Production wing of the building. Along the way she introduced me to various employees. Most handle the more mundane stuff, such as running the mail room, ordering office supplies, cleaning the toilets, etc. One person, in particular, was anything but mundane. I couldn’t believe my eyes when we turned the corner and ran right into Lila Bustier!

Lila has been one of the top-rated female porn stars for each of the past five years. I have every one of her movies and am about as familiar with her body as I am with my own. Amber introduced me to Lila, who graciously shook my hand and welcomed me to the studio.

I awkwardly stammered out a greeting and mentioned I had a poster of her on my bedroom wall.

“Oh, that’s sweet,” she says. “Why don’t you bring it in? I’ll autograph it for you.”

“Oh wow! That’s so cool! I’d love to, but I’m afraid I don’t have it anymore,” I had to admit, feeling the back of my neck growing red.

“Why not? You don’t like me anymore?” Lila pouts.

“Oh no — it’s not that at all! I think you’re HOT. It’s just that the poster got ruined when I — um — spilled something on it.”

Now I was really blushing, but the ladies just laugh.

Lila hugged me, gave me a kiss on the cheek, and promised to get me a new poster. “And maybe I’ll give you more than an autograph next time I see you,” she whispered, as she squeezed my crotch.

As Amber continues to lead me toward Production, I fight to walk normally, despite the sudden erection that has taken over my crotch.

Amber notices the problem and says, “Don’t worry — you’re not the only guy who walks these halls with a hardon. And if you’re anything like your dad in that department...,” she glances at my crotch as she speaks, “and it certainly looks like you are, you have nothing to be embarrassed about.”

With that, we arrive at the front desk for the Production Department. Amber introduced me to Stacy, a perky blond in her mid-twenties, who greeted me warmly and promised to help however she can.

“You’re in luck,” she says. “We have something going on in each of our studios today, and we have a remote unit leaving here in about 20 minutes.” She pulls the schedule off her desk:

Studio A — filming of Hotel Pheromone — a straight video about a hotel bellboy and his sexual romps through a hotel.

Studio B — filming of Be Prepared Camp — a gay video about a group of teen boys, enjoying the great outdoors

Studio C — filming of Blindfolded By Love — a bondage video about a housewife who has an affair with a man who will only meet her when she is blindfolded and tied up.

Remote Unit One — Outdoor filming of scenes for Risky! — a film about daring public sex escapades.

Where should I go?