Uh-oh. The gauntlet’s getting chucked down. Folks be beefin’. Stakes is high. And so on.

As you may know, this "patient zeta" thing is still causing some major waves in the porno industry. Cameron Reid made some unfriendly comments about the AIM Heathcare, about the nature of the porn industry in general, and about the agencies that represent porn performers. In his comments, Mr. Reid stated very strongly that he absolutely, definitely, without a doubt contracted the HIV virus while working on an adult picture. I believe he specifically stated that some semen leaked into his anus after a guy climaxed on his back during a scene. He’s stated that this is most certainly the case, it's irrefutable, and that the only time he’s had sex in his personal life was with his girlfriend. And that he most certainly has never been employed as an escort.

And if it’s true, this should mean nothing at all.

I know what you're thinking . . .

You're thinking, "Damn, I wish I could live the life of a porn star." While you're sitting at work entering data into a computer, convincing customers that they really need that extended warranty, or whipping up a grande caramel macchiato, some people are getting paid to engage in copious copulation with beautiful people all day.

I came into this world stark naked and dripping wet, and it soon became evident that I would prefer to remain that way. When the doctor gave me that first slap on the ass, I arched my back and cried out for more. As a little girl growing up in the suburbs of San Jose, California I was notorious for fleeing the house, abandoning my clothes, and splashing about in the mud puddles. The neighborhood boys loved me, but their parents already regarded me as the local hussy and tried to keep their sons on a short leash. Since I was viewed as a potential threat to the boys, I was left with only girls to begin exploring my sexuality, and I could often be found crawling into the bushes to lock lips with the second cutest skirt on the block.