In 1997, I found myself on the set of an adult movie. The name of the movie was “Flashpoint.” In the middle of a parking lot, seven people were having an orgy on a firetruck. It was unlike anything I had ever seen. A couple months before, I had interviewed adult film star Jenna Jameson for a website. Her publicist had invited me to visit a set were I ever in Los Angeles. So, there I was. That night, I watched Jameson have sex with a porn star named T.T. Boy inside an abandoned brick building while flames shot up all around them. Little did I know I would spend the next decade writing on and off about the adult movie industry.
