Things aren't going so well at Max Hardcore's discrete hillside fuck pad. The lights, the cameras, they're all set up, but where's the action? Things seem to hang in the balance. People drift about. Maids, grips, starlets — "whores," in Max H. parlance. It's a big place, every square inch of which looks like a porn set. And it probably has been — entry hall, laundry room, closet, roof, porch, bathroom — God knows what the blowfish in the massive living room sea tank has witnessed.
I meet Max for the first time on the green astroturf that embraces his pool. He has the severe charm of a Midwestern Lutheran bachelor farmer. Distant, well groomed, strictly polite. We talk about the expansive view he has from his bedroom balcony. That's what he paid for. The view. His grooming is casual and immaculate. He tugs at his dick now and again through his baggy white shorts. That's the only thing that gives him away.
Now here's the situation. The exquisite Ashley Blue is here to lens yet another chapter of her riveting Girlvert series; in this episode she finds that her real father is actually Max Hardcore. And, if father knows best, one can only imagine what's in store. But the story line demands another girl, a vixen who must avail herself to Max's whims, and this particular actress doesn't cotton to it. She's had a rough night. Up late. Fell asleep in the make-up chair. Made numerous, urgent cell phone calls. After some four hours, she decides she don't wanna do it.
There will be no shoot. There will be no fucking. There will be no joy in Mudville. I am sitting at the Hardcore kitchen/bar when this information is revealed, by Max himself.
"You can put this in your story," Hardcore says, razor flat, his Calvinist work ethic clearly affronted. "This whore has mental problems. This is what I have to deal with. She knew what she was getting into. I don't abuse women. I run a serious program here. I'm a straight shooter. This is a business."
Blue steps up and embraces Max, apologizing for the mishap that was not her fault. She says she'll take him out to dinner. Max is visibly moved; he actually hugs her.
Max steps over to the fridge, opens it and looks at me, ever the gracious host.
"Would you like a beverage?"
JM Productions' Girlvert 8 will be released in April, alas sans Mad Max; The very determined Ashley, however, hopes to find a whore with spine to bang that bad puppy for Girlvert 9. Stay tuned.
