Porn Star

by Keith Trimm

  “Holy fuck, we could have been on that!” Dennis said with his jaw on the floor.

  The alien didn’t seem to be affected at all. Almost robot like.

  “Are you a robot?” Dennis asked.

  The alien looked at him and said, “No, why do you ask?”

  “Your entire world just exploded and most of your people just died, did you see that?”

  The alien punched a few buttons on the side of the pod and shrugged his shoulders. “I didn’t like most of those assholes anyway.”

  “You don’t have any family onboard?” Dennis asked.

  “I was grown in a pot and raised by two very uninteresting scientists. I could care less. This is the first time I’ve had a chance to see the real world.”

  “Do you know where we are?” Cassidy asked.

  “Somewhere over Kansas, close to Topeka,” the alien replied.

  “I don’t care where the fuck we are,” Dennis said, “Now I have a chance to get the hell out of here and get back on my own planet. Open the door E.T.”

  The alien pressed a button and the door opened. “There you go,” the alien said motioning for the two to exit.

  Cassidy and Dennis ran out of the escape pod and away from the mother ship as fast as they could. Then the mother ship exploded again and filled the sky with debris and smoke.

  Chapter 10

  The World according to Acid Rayne

  At the crash scene, the NTSB set up a tent for interviews of the survivors. Cassidy and Dennis were both led to the tent and interviewed separately. First to be interviewed was Dennis, who sat uncomfortably in a folding chair across from a man in a suit working on a laptop. “Name?” the agent asked.

  “Dennis Bell, like in Taco Bell,” Dennis replied.

  “Where are you from Dennis?”

  “Mammoth tooth South Dakota.”

  “What was the nature of your trip?”

  “I was heading to a porn shoot,” Dennis replied expecting a stunned reaction. He got none.

  “What can you tell me about the crash?” the agent asked without looking away from his screen.”

  “I felt a bump and then another and then all hell broke loose,” Dennis replied. “A siren and a warning blared in the hall and we followed some alien to an escape pod and here we are.”

  “Who are we?”

  “My business partner, Cassidy Rayne.”

  “You were both heading to shoot porn?”

  “Yes, she is the model.”

  The agent typed Dennis’s responses and said little else as he did his work. He seemed very uninterested in what he was doing. Like he would rather have been out at the crash scene instead of doing interviews. “How did you end up on this ship?” the agent asked sipping some coffee.

  “We were abducted in midflight,” Dennis replied.

  “Any idea where your plane is now?”

  “No, last I seen it was still parked inside that mother ship.”

  “That’s not a mother ship, the mother ship is fucking huge, that’s some sort of recon surveillance ship. Do you have any idea what caused the alien ship to go down?”

  “No, I didn’t see or hear anything other than the bang and shift of the floor. Do you know what happened?”

  “Yes, but I can’t tell you, that would taint the interview.”

  “All I know is that I was abducted in midflight, taken prisoner and managed to escape once this thing fell out of the sky. There isn’t much to tell.”

  “That’s fine, you never know about these things, strange shit happens all the time.”

  “Like being abducted by aliens isn’t strange enough?”

  “Touché’” the agent replied and smiled back at Dennis. We are through.”

  “What about Cassidy? Where is she?”

  “She’s being taken downtown and booked.”

  “For what?” Dennis asked almost pissed.

  “I didn’t hear, all I know is that she’s in big trouble, going to be seen by the governor herself.”

  “The governor? Is she a lawyer too?”

  “No, I don’t have any more details on your friend, all I know is that she was requested to be taken into town and seen by the governor.”

  “Who is the governor?”

  “Madam Acid Rayne,” the agent replied.

  Cassidy sat at a thirty five foot long table, surrounded by chairs in what looked like a conference room at the governor’s mansion. The room was amazingly decorated in walnut wood furniture and dark Earth tones. All along the walls were hand painted portraits of past governors and famous elected officials. No one was in the room but her, the guards stood outside the door in case she decided to leave. She was told to sit and wait until she was contacted by someone from the governor’s staff. Then a door opened and a group of three entered the room and sat across from her at the table. To her shock, one of the three was her old roommate and former friend, Acid Rayne.

  “How are you Cassidy?” Acid asked. Acid was still a very heavy woman, still looked bitter and was wearing a suit skirt outfit that looked like something an office manager would wear.

  “‘I’ fine, what’s going on?” Cassidy asked scanning all three sitting across from her.

  “That’s good to hear, it’s been a long time. Are you still doing porn?”

  “I’m not sure I want to answer that, do I need a lawyer?”

  Acid looked to the man to her left and waited for a response, he gave a gesture indicating that it was optional. ”I guess that’s up to you.”

  “Am I being charged with something? I mean, I was abducted, I’m not a criminal.”

  “That all depends,” Acid said with a muted smile. “Things have changed a lot over the years. Since I’ve been governor...”

  “You’re a governor?” Cassidy asked. “Last I knew you were working at a sandwich shop.”

  “Like I said, things have changed a lot. Now let me finish. Since I’ve been governor, I have seen to it that legislation has been passed outlawing certain kinds of pornography.”

  “Like what, child pornography? That has always been illegal.”

  “No, I mean no one under one hundred eighty pounds is allowed to make porn.”

  Stunned and shocked, Cassidy cocked her head like a chicken and tried to wrap her mind around what she had just heard. “That’s discrimination.”

  “So, I was discriminated against for years, how does it feel?” Acid replied with a smile a mile wide.

  “You can’t pass laws like that, it goes against the constitution.”

  “You suck dick for a living, or at least you used to. You’re not a lawyer so shut the fuck up.”

  “Even if you did pass this stupid fucking law, you can’t do anything to me, I don’t live in this state.”

  “I don’t give a shit where you’re from honey, you have a massive catalogue of porn and you weigh about one ten at the most. That is law breaking.”

  “Just because you’re a fat pig doesn’t mean that I’m doing anything wrong!”

  “Sure it does, I can show you the statute,” Acid said laughing out loud.

  “Do you pass laws for everything you hate?” Cassidy asked. “Did you pass a law about bathing? I know you went weeks without a shower. Probably one of the reasons no one ever hired your for a porn shoot.”

  “Oh honey, I get hired all the time now.”

  “What? You’re the governor and you do porn?”

  “Yes I do, working on my fifth DVD as we speak. I have a scene to shoot on this table this afternoon. Got six huge black guys coming over to cover me in splooge. Going to be a real fun time.”

  “You’re shitting me.”

  “No, the DVD is called “In the ass, Governor’s mansion six.”

  “People take you seriously as governor doing that?” Cassidy asked.

  “You’re lucky I’m wearing a skirt right now, usually I do my business in a thong and sports bra.”

  Cassidy sat and shook her head in disgust and bewilderment. She was
tired of being locked up and now it looked like she was going to go back to jail once again. “What are you going to do with me?” she asked throwing up her hands.

  “You get a jury trial, more than you deserve, but we do follow due process around here. Kansas isn’t as fucked up as you might think, not like South Dakota.”

  (Six months later)

  Cassidy sat in the witness chair at her trial awaiting questioning. She was charged with creating porn under the weight limit. If convicted, she would could be sentenced up to five years in prison and pay a ten thousand dollar fine or death by firing squad. The lawyer for the state approached Cassidy and set his notepad on the railing next to her chair. “Miss Miller, is it true you suck cock for a living?” the lawyer asked.

  Cassidy sat and thought for a moment. She knew that lawyers could be tricky so she had to craft her answer perfectly. “I plead the fifth,” she replied.

  “I have fifteen men sitting in the hallway ready to testify that you sucked their cocks at porn shoots, Porn shoots where you received compensation. Are you willing to testify that you indeed did suck their cocks for money?”

  “I plead the fifth, “Cassidy replied.

  “Maybe there is some confusion in the question itself. Let me show you what I am talking about.” The lawyer, a man, unzipped his pants and produced his limp penis which he let dangle out of his zipper. “Miss Miller, please take a look at exhibit A. This is infact a penis, my penis to be more specific. Have you ever seen one of these or one like it in the past?”

  “Yes, I have seen a penis before.”

  “Have you ever places said penis in your mouth?”

  “Sure.”

  “Did anyone at the time make a film or video of you with a penis in your mouth?”

  “Possibly.”

  “Don’t be evasive Miss Miller, the answer is either yes or no.”

  “I can’t say for sure,”

  “Are you telling me you can’t remember whether or not someone made a film or video of you performing oral sex on a man?”

  “I do not recall,” Cassidy replied.

  The lawyer, penis still dangling from his pants walked over to his table and grabbed a handful of DVD’s. He returned and held them up to the jury box and then to the audience. “Miss Miller, is this your picture on the cover of this DVD?”

  “Yes, that’s me,” she replied.

  “Can you read me what the title of this DVD says?”

  Cassidy leaned over and read the title on the box aloud. “Cassidy Rayne sucks cock twelve.”

  “Who is Cassidy Rayne?” the lawyer asked.

  “I don’t know, my name is Miller.”

  The lawyer began to chuckle at Cassidy’s response and obvious attempt at evading the question. “Is it not a fact that your professional porn name is “Cassidy Rayne”?”

  “I plead the fifth,” Cassidy replied.

  “I see where this is going Miss Miller, or should I call you Cassidy Rayne? If I offered you twenty dollars, would you suck my cock?”

  “I’m not a prostitute,” Cassidy replied. “But if I were, it would be two hundred and twenty dollars, and that would be with a condom on it.”

  The lawyer took a moment to tuck his penis back in his pants and put the DVD’s back on his table. “What if I told you that I have three of your family members waiting to testify that you indeed use the stage name Cassidy Rayne?”

  “What if I told you to fuck off?” Cassidy replied.

  “I’m not the one on trial here Miss Miller, you need to keep that fact in mind.”

  “Do you look at porn?” Cassidy asked.

  “I told you I’m not on trial, but if you must know, I only look at state sanctioned porn.”

  “You dig the chubby chicks? You like the fat rolls and watching the guys try to find the wet spot?”

  “I like what I’m told to like, like a good citizen.”

  “You fucking liar, you have DVD’s of me under your mattress at home I bet. I also bet you’ve jerked off to me more times than you can count. You can’t possibly tell me that you find that fat ugly governor Acid Rayne sexy. She’s make most men limp, not hard.”

  “The governor is also not on trial Miss Miller, now can we get back to the subject at hand? I have overwhelming evidence that you have been in porn for the last seven years. Of those seven years, making porn underweight has been a crime for the last four. That means for the last four years, you have been committing crimes against humanity.”

  “Humanity? Isn’t that a bit of a stretch? I wasn’t out killing orphan babies in Africa.”

  “I don’t make those kinds of distinctions Miss Miller, it is you that has to live with yourself and your actions.”

  “What is the issue here? What is wrong with sucking a little cock? It doesn’t hurt anyone. It’s my private business, not yours.”

  “Private? Then why do you sell copies for the public? You have an odd definition of private.”

  “You have to be over eighteen to purchase, it’s not for everyone.”

  “You are correct, but it is still available for purchase.”

  “Wait a second, why am I being charged with a crime that took place in a different state? You can’t even buy my DVD here in Kansas. The only way you can get a copy is to borrow a copy or purchase from a friend and I have no control over that at all. What I did was perfectly legal in the state I did it in.”

  Knowing Cassidy had a point, the lawyer quickly had to change the subject. “Is it true that you’re a dirty filthy whore?” the lawyer asked.

  “What?” Cassidy asked.

  “Is it true you are cum swallowing trash bag?”

  “I don’t think so.”

  “I didn’t ask you what you think Miss Miller, now are you a municipal fuck hole for the whoever wants to drop a load?”

  “No, I am not.”

  The lawyer picked up a DVD and walked it over to the jury holding the cover so it could be seen. “Do I need to bring in a television and show these fine jurors exactly what it is you do for a living?”

  “I wouldn’t show them that one, I have better, what other DVD’s do you have?” Cassidy asked.

  “Come on now Miss Miller, you can’t say that any of these are any better than the rest. They all have you sucking on this, or fucking that, or stroking this or swallowing that. It is all vile and disgusting to anyone who watches it.”

  “The governor does it, hell she films in the mansion with your tax dollars.”

  “What the governor does is perfectly legal.”

  “You’re splitting hairs, we both do the same things, and she’s just fat enough according to your laws to do it legally.”

  “I would never say the governor was a slimy fuck bag. You on the other hand are nothing but a dried crusty cum stain on society.”

  “Is there a question here? I’m not hearing a question. Your honor, if this asshole is going to call me names I’d like to leave.”

  The judge thought it over for a second. “It’s your lawyer’s job to object, not yours. He can continue.”

  “Thank you your honor, now Miss Miller, would you mind taking off your clothes and showing the jury what you look like naked?”

  Cassidy looked to her lawyer sitting at the defense table and tried to give him a look to get him to object. He did nothing, just sat like a dummy. Cassidy looked back at the prosecutor. “No, I will not strip for you or your jury.”

  “Your honor, I hold she be held in contempt of court,” the lawyer asked.

  The judge turned to Cassidy and said, “Please do as the prosecution asks Miss Miller.

  Cassidy stood up and walked out of the witness booth and down to the floor in front of the judge. Begrudgingly, she stripped nude and stood like a toy at show and tell.

  “Now good people of the jury, you can see that this woman is obviously breaking the law. She is nowhere near heavy enough to qualify to be doing porn.”

  “I haven’t done any professional shoots in four years, I onl
y do private shows now, you can’t hold what I did years ago against me. It’s a fucked up law to start with.”

  “Please disregard her statements,” the lawyer said looking to the judge for approval. This woman is being accused of creating porn under the prescribed weight. That would be no different than a truck that gets a ticket for being overweight. The law is the law.”

  “Not if the truck was overweight before the fucking law was passed. There must be a statute of limitations or something here. And if my fucking lawyer would get off his dead ass and do something besides sit there and sleep!”

  “No more questions,” the lawyer said kicking Cassidy’s clothes back over to her like they were garbage.

  “Your witness,” the judge said to the defense attorney.

  “No questions,” he replied to Cassidy’s disgust.

  “Get you dead fucking ass up here and defend me you prick!” Cassidy yelled as she slipped on her underwear.

  “I got nothing,” her lawyer replied.

  “I want a mistrial! I need competent representation!”

  “Sit down Miss Miller,” the judge said. “We are going to call this a day, we will adjourn until nine tomorrow morning.” With that said, the judge whacked his gavel, laid it down and stood up. “I need those DVD’s” the judge said to the bailiff and the bailiff handed them to the judge.

  Chapter 11

  Ready, aim...

  Cassidy stood back to back with a six foot steel pole facing five masked armed guards, each assigned to the executioner detail. After losing her trial, she was sentenced to death by firing squad the next morning and to be executed that same afternoon. She stood tall, looking around at the small group of witnesses who were there to confirm and report on what happened. In the front row sat Governor Acid Rayne holding a glass of iced tea and talking on a cell phone. It was ten minutes to the end and she awaited her fate. Then she noticed a man in a suit approach her.