Porn (ethically-sourced, consensual and lord-so-out-of-character porn) seems to have odd effects on me. If it isn't making me sleepy from the repetition, it makes me nostalgic. "I remember that," I think, "I remember doing that back in the day."
I began to notice that one particular male porn star made me ... extra nostalgic.
"What is his appeal," I wondered, as I used the site tags to find all his videos.
And then I saw him make one particular move, and I said, "Oh, that's it. Gary did that same move. I love that move."
And now I have seen all of PornoDoppleganger's videos now, and I've told Gary he has porn star moves ("You mean porn stars have my moves.")
And it's not just The Move, I noticed a few other similarities, and I bet you want to know which porn star now, don't you? Hah. Not a chance. I'll tell you anything about me, but that intimate peek at Gary is just going too far.
Limits. I have them! Not about me, about other people, but I have them.
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