Like chain-saw jugglers, dancing bears, or Billy Ray Cyrus, squirting has limited appeal as a novelty – it’s only mildly diverting the first time you see it.  There’s a confusing muddle of a plot hinted at here – is Sarah Jane amnesiac?  Is she really Tom Byron’s missing wife?  Is she a clone?  Mike Horner, a sleazy porn producer, only cares that she can squirt juice from her pussy.  Tom Byron is obsessed with finding her, but manages to screw Steffi, his lab assistant, anyway.  Steffi, fed up with Tom’s obsession, opts for a couch coupling with Jake Williams, and again marks herself as a new performer to watch.  Debi Diamond, as another of Horner’s porn queens, scores in a glass-table tryst with Mike, and in an outdoor girl/girler with Heather Lee, where she literally is up a tree with lust, getting heavily hosed down by Heather, who does a yeoman (yeowoman?) job of keeping up with the crazed Ms. D.

Sarah Jane, clad as usual in lacy faux-Victorian lingerie (a look that is a little tiresome for a balls-out tart, frankly), squirts for Joey Silvera in a decent scene.  Good box shot will draw redhead and sheet-soaker fans.