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girl showed some of those college boys, I’ll tell you, really
blew their socks off.
Stella had great respect for the lights and the camera.
She had even greater respect for the action. On camera
and off.
“Fucking keeps my spirits up,” she said. “Every ac-
tress rehearses for her role. And my role calls for serious
fucking. A girl needs all the help she can get. Right?”
Almost up to the day of shooting the last big under-
water scene, the casting director had not found the right
type of stud to play opposite Stella. Casting a male in a
fuckfilm causes some complica tions. Especially when the
film takes place underwater. The guy has to be almost an
Olympic swimmer as well as a good-looking stud who can
keep a hardon in front of the cameras. On top of that, I
fig ured I had Stella’s feelings to consid er. Sure. She’s a
pro, I thought. Ac tresses don’t always like their leading
men. But in Hollywood films, that doesn’t matter. They’re
only kissing mouth-to-mouth. The tricks Stella performed
with her leading men were much more intimate. A honey
like Stella deserved the best meat on the studio lot.
Slippery When Wet was into its second week of shoot-
ing Stella’s underwater nude swimming with a bevy of
about twenty other topless mermaids swinging their
fishy tails at the camera. The Assistant Director said he
was getting worried. “We’re three days behind shooting
schedule,” he said. “We can’t keep working around the
fact that there’s no actor cast for the final fuck sequence.”
“We’re trying,” I said. “We haven’t hit on the right
combination.”
“What combination?” He took a long drag on his
Maduro cigar. “This is a fuck movie. Not Gone With The

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