Final Talk: Oversee an instructional video for oral sex at a hipster loft.
Claudine Ko, Jane Magazine October 2005
I'm sitting in a conference room watching Playgirl sex columnist Jamye Waxman audition an attractive couple, both 22-year-old New York University students. She's casting a how-to video on oral sex for Playgirl TV. Have you ever had sex on camera?
The girl bashfully says "Yes, using their cell phone cams."
"I want to keep it as real as possible", Jamye continues.
"Its hard for me to perform oral sex on him", the girl says, fidgeting as her man slouches in a suit, "because hes so big."
When they both strip, I can't say I'm so impressed with his sleepy little nub. In a world of show-ers and growers, jargon I've learned from the Playgirl staff, he would definitely be a grower. She's really hot, though.
Two weeks later, the shoot takes place in a downtown loft. At the far end of the room, Jamye, dressed in pink ruffled hot pants with her curly hair bunched into Minnie Mouse ear-like poufs, lounges on a red leather couch with four naked young couples. The NYU couple bailed last-minute.
Jamye teaches the group various silly erotic moves such as the corkscrew. Then the ladies give it a go. I never could've imagined a more nonchalant group of men getting free hand jobs. And what's even more puzzling is that the lesbian couple is trying its techniques on a red silicone toy. I have the odd feeling of being trapped in a Pee-Wee's Playhouse episode.
We're losing wood here, jokes cohost/comedian Mark Sam during a break at the shoot. Jamye is discussing the last scenes with the male director. Finally, they're ready and soon enough, its a full-blown orgy. Sativa, a 21-year-old from Ohio whod been working on her actor boyfriend Nick, asks for a tissue.
It's the gagging, she says, carefully wiping her eyes. This is the most refreshingly real moment I've seen so far. After Sativa (who, FYI, is using her stage name) plunges back in, she moans and mumbles something. Taryn, a Toys in Babeland sex educator and today's production assistant, leans over and whispers to me, Did she just say, I love your juices? Ugh. Is it possible that women have never been able to define whats sexy without first considering what men find sexy? It seems that what we have here is an erotic magazine for women ultimately run by straight men who've spent their lives making cheap in-your-face porn. Even Shane from the Webster Hall party - who wears a tacky gown, uses bad penis euphemisms and instigates a rather contrived bit during the show where s/he has everyone chanting, "Women rule the world" - is a man who's really into other men pretending to be a woman. And a damn ugly one at that.
Caption reads: In the 70s, your mom burned her bra, and when Burt Reynolds bared all for Cosmo, it sold big. So did Playgirl, with hot photography and stars galore. But things fizzled out with the decade. Maybe because Playgirl's photography needs serious work - its got nothing on Sweet Action (last photo).