An Amateur Enjoying Herself
It’s the Old Soldier here with another commentary on the adult entertainment industry.
Hello hello hello, fans of the Pittsburgh Flash Fiction Gazette from all over the world. It’s a lovely (high 69 and sunny) day in Pittsburgh this Friday. The Old Soldier has karaoke to look forward to tonight at Del’s, but right now he wants to get some blogging in. It’s around 10:00 am.
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An Amateur Enjoying Herself
In order to cut down on my expenses, I temporarily dropped my subscription to the one adult video site that I subscribe to; but only temporarily. I hope to re-subscribe in July of this year. That does not mean the Old Soldier has not been thinking about porn as entertainment and art.
The fact that tens of millions of American men and women buy and watch adult videos means that porn is definitely entertainment. And the fact that it brings in more billions of dollars in revenue each year than the music and movie industries combined means that porn is definitely an industry, too. These facts are part of the public record.
An Amateur Enjoying Herself
Whether or not the best porn is art is still being debated.
The Old Soldier is not naive. He knows that there is a dark and frightening side to porn; but the site that I subscribe to fascinates me for a couple of reasons: the women are amateurs and most of the time it is obvious that the women have a good time. Not all of them, but most of them.
It is also obvious that some of these women should not have agreed to be in an adult video. I guess they really needed the money and porn was the only solution they could come up with.
Then there are the women, many of them young, attractive, educated and articulate, who are truly turned on by the act of being in an adult video and who even exalt in this act by an unihibited display of orgasmic pleasure that is truly breath-taking.
To the Old Soldier, these women are an inspiration. Then add that most of these women will remain porn amateurs, doing a few adult videos, and then moving on with their lives, makes them even more fascinating.
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Boobs: Women Will Like This Down To Earth Story, Too…
May 10, 2012 — pittsburghflashfictiongazetteHello hello hello, everyone from all over the world!
The Old Soldier is in high spirits. I did all of my morning requirements: breathing and stretching exercises, one post up before noon, eat breakfast and wash the dishes and at least 15 minutes of apartment cleaning. When you are retired it’s easy to get lazy. My morning requirements guarantee that I get something accomplished before noon.
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It’s around 4:00 in the afternoon on a mild (62), and what has turned out to be a sunny day in Pittsburgh. Oh, this morning the Old Soldier also shaved his head in preparation for karaoke tomorrow night at Del’s. That was another accomplishment. Now tomorrow I only have to shave my face. Got to clean up for the women, young and not so young.
I just came back from Del’s. I had two beers then went across the street to the supermarket and got three turkey wings for my crock pot. And since I did not spend any money yesterday, trying to stay within my budget, I picked up a six-pack of Pabst Blue Ribbon beer at a bar down the street from the supermarket.
Then sitting at the workstation in my apartment, with the turkey wings in the crock pot and sipping on a can of beer, I wondered if I could put up another post before the blogging day was over. I came up with this story of mine from the archives. This version, I think it’s the first version, was published on November 15, 2008.
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Boobs
It was a rainy March night in Pittsburgh. I sat with a female friend in a bar at a table at the big window that looked out on Forbes Avenue near the campus of the University of Pittsburgh. She and I had been drinking and now we were waiting for our wings, celery and blue cheese dressing, you know, to sober up a little before class. We were both in our early forties and worked steady jobs and we were taking the same night class at Pitt. It was Friday and we were prepared for class and neither of us had to get up early Saturday. So we could afford to get a little drunk. I was single but had my eye on a classmate I hoped to hookup with soon and my friend had been dating a new man several months now.
“Boobs,” my friend said. “What the hell is it with all you men about boobs?”
“What?”
“Don’t you know there’s more to a woman then just her breasts?”
Her breasts were large and for her age they looked pretty firm and still sat up relatively high. I said, “Lover boy working them over pretty good, huh?”
“I think I’m a cup size larger.”
“Well, maybe you’re just pregnant.”
She suddenly got quiet. I was just joking around. The waitress brought our wings.
“Everything all right here?” the waitress asked. I looked at my friend. She was staring out into the rainy night. A “Little Help From My Friends” by Joe Cocker was playing on the jukebox. There was a nice crowd, mainly undergrads, in the place.
“Two more beers,” I said. The waitress left. I said to my friend, “I was joking.”
She said, “I’m pregnant. He doesn’t know it yet.” She looked at me. “Now what do I do?”
“Stop drinking alcohol?”
“Smart ass. You know what I mean.”
“Yes, I know what you mean.”
The End
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