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Deep Inside the World of Porn

Wednesday, February 13th, 2008 | Brian Stitt
Zach Telthorst

Porn has been threatening to go mainstream for quite some time now. Time magazine warned of it all the way back in 1998. But this year, they have finally achieved their much heralded objective. The Adult Video News (AVN) Awards, considered by most to be the Oscars of porn, were covered this year by the CBS program, Sunday Morning. Sunday Morning! If you aren’t familiar with the show that’s probably because it’s a news magazine program watched exclusively by people over 60. Not to knock Sunday Morning or Bill Geist’s humorous report; I just use this to highlight that if my grandmother knows who Tera Patrick is, porn has most definitely arrived.

Preceding the yearly AVN Awards is the yearly AVN Adult Entertainment Exposition, known to most as the Porn Convention, but to insiders as the AEE. Originally a small subsection of their annual neighboring convention, the Consumer Electronics Show, the AEE grew large enough that AVN had to step in and start an independent expo. According to the show guide, this changeover happened in 1998, but don’t expect most people to remember that date. The porn industry is historically very fuzzy with numbers. AVN reported that in the year 2000, revenue from sales and rentals of adult videos topped four billion dollars, but that number has never been independently confirmed. An article in Forbes from 2001 quotes Adams Media Research as giving $1.8 billion a year as a “most generous” estimate. For comparison, Adams estimated the yearly mainstream video market at $20 billion in 2001.

A slideshow of the expo. All photos by Zach Telthorst & Russell Barnes.


But in the seven years since that report, porn has exploded. With the combination of high-speed internet, bit torrent technology and a pop-culturizing of the adult film industry, porn is more accepted than ever. Jenna Jameson graces best-selling book covers, Ryan Gosling dates sex dolls in adorable romantic comedies and the famed million-dollar porn movie, “Pirates,” has become a bona fide cultural touchstone for millions of college students. But the world of porn is still a mystery to most, and offensive to many. The AEE is a perfect place to explore the inherent dichotomies of this industry. Men in suits offer contracts to women in platform heels and skimpy outfits. Note that no nudity is allowed at the AEE. Well, no “real” nudity. Fans waiting in line to meet their favorite stars can watch the women perform all manner of sex acts on the hundreds of flat screens populating the convention floor, but if her nipple slips out of that low-cut top while she’s leaning in to sign an autograph, she could be hit with a big fine.

The AEE isn’t all boobs in booths, though. There’s plenty of business going on at the convention, too. Sex shop managers wander the AEE perusing all the new video titles (“Pirates 2” coming soon!), the newest video camera technology and exercise balls with attachable sex toys. What the AEE offers to people who work in porn is an invaluable business resource and a sense of legitimacy in an oft-derided industry. What it offers to everyone else is total sensory overload: thousands of people milling around the booths with telephoto-lensed cameras hoping to close-ups of their favorite stars, performers eating lunch while wearing naught but panties and pasties and booths offering everything from tooth whitening to 3-D televisions. Words, even photos, cannot do justice to the overwhelming nature of the porn convention.

Abbywinters.com

Guilt free porn? Maybe not, but there is something different about Abbywinters.com. Their booth was certainly the surprise hit of the 2008 AEE. In stark contrast to the heavily made-up, tarty porn stars at most booths, Abbywinters.com took a simple, stripped-down approach. A dozen or so girls wandered around a sloping, Astroturfed area smack in the middle of the convention, wearing jeans with white T-shirts and/or bras. They eagerly and enthusiastically engaged fans in conversation or games of speed chess. At the same time the girls weren’t afraid to start snogging halfway through a yoga session. The entire experience felt somewhat like an after-hours party on the set of “Teletubbies,” with all the cute girls from your Writing 1 class-if all the girls in your class were Australian. It wasn’t just the booth, but the product they were promoting that was in stark contrast to what ruled the rest of the convention. Marigold, a long time model and speed chess fiend, describes it best. “Abby Winters.com is an Australian adult Web site with young natural amateur Aussies having fun in our own environment, usually in our own homes in our own rooms in our own clothes no makeup, full bush, everything natural and real.” And then of course there’s the fact that there are no boys. While this site certainly isn’t a clean alternative to porn, there’s something refreshing about seeing girls actually enjoy themselves in a natural environment while they explore their voyeuristic side.

High Tech Sex Toys

From the OhMiBod, the vibrator that pulses along with your Ipod to the Fleshlight, a flashlight-shaped, dishwasher-safe device men can pleasure themselves with, sex toys are becoming high tech and a big business. The inflatable woman has evolved into the silicone sex doll with realistic flesh and customizable features. The simple vibrator now comes with the option of remote controls and various attachments to enhance pleasure. Many blend form with function, attaining a modern artistic sensibility or successfully disguising themselves as normal household items. My personal favorite was presented to me by a Taiwanese man who spoke little English. The business end of the device seemed like any motorized dildo, one with a substantial base that can thrust itself. But then he showed me the electronic brain behind this ersatz phallus: a silver briefcase filled with dozens of lights and knobs. It seemed to be the sex toy of choice for James Bond. Despite its retro appeal, the toy seemed to feature too many functions. But Pussy Galore would have loved it.

XXXChurch.com

Billing themselves as the number one Christian porn Web site, xxxchurch.com actually features no porn whatsoever. “People ask if we have naked nuns; sorry no porn,” founder Craig Gross jokes. “We want to help people that are struggling with porn. We don’t want to shut it down, we don’t want to picket it, we don’t want to get in a fight. If you look at too much porn and want help, we’re here. If you look at just a little porn and you want help, we’re here.” For just over six years (the church celebrated its birthday during the convention) xxxchurch.com has been offering services to people who want out of the industry. Their agenda is not political, and not even aggressively religious. They hand out Bibles emblazoned with their motto, “Jesus Loves Porn Stars,” at porn shows around the world. “Right wing Christians are saying, ‘Lets make everyone do things our way. Lets take (porn) out of hotels. Lets ban it. Just stop buying it.'” Gross isn’t exactly porn friendly, (“God’s plan for sex is a beautiful thing, but we’ve twisted it,”) but he is porn star friendly (“Jesus loves porn stars just as much as he loves pastors”). He tries to focus on letting women know that they don’t need to accept pornography if they don’t feel comfortable with it. “So many girls on college campuses, now, are into porn. I don’t think they’re as visually turned on as the guys but they think they need that to get the guy.”

Getting up close and personal with a porn star

Wednesday, February 13th, 2008 | Brian Stitt
Zach Telthorst

Sasha Grey is a porn star. Right now, she’s at the top of her game, having just collected the 2008 Adult Video News (AVN) Award, for Female Performer of the Year. Speaking with her at the Adult Entertainment Expo, before her win at the AVN Awards, she seemed unworried about the awards show, considered by many to be the Oscars of the porn world.

“It’s not a big deal. From a business standpoint, it would be nice (to win) because it helps to sell your product. There is an audience who only looks at porn that wins awards.” But Sasha Grey’s popularity goes far beyond porn fans. “I have a large fan base who doesn’t watch porn, just because of my outside interests.” A quick scan of her MySpace page shows that she does not live up to the typical perception of the porn actress.

She keeps long dark hair and her eyes have a sleepy quality but burn with confidence. Her interests include Bauhaus architecture, the Dogme 95 film movement and she lists Carl from “Aqua Teen Hunger Force” as a personal hero. In other words, she’s a pretty, intelligent college-aged woman capable of holding a conversation on any number of topics. She spoke with ease and knowledge about everything from the election to her career to Radiohead’s new album and its unique release style. “It’s so awesome. Who …does that? Radiohead, I guess. I, myself, am a collector of music and film. I collect packaging. So, when that vinyl comes out, I’ll defiantly be getting it.”

At 19, she looks and acts like a college student, which is to say that she is strongly opinionated but still curious. Sasha grew up outside of Sacramento, California and, after spending some time in college started looking into the adult film industry. She saw it as a way to make her mark on an artistic scene and explore her sexuality. Sasha toyed with the idea of entering adult film for several weeks before she started looking into it seriously. “Don’t do it for the money. I did research for eight months before I got in and it still isn’t enough.”

Sasha is known for performing in very hardcore, often rough, sex scenes. She understands the concerns many have with the porn industry and especially with its treatment of women, but thinks a lot of the animosity towards pornography comes from a misunderstanding of intent. “A lot of the concern people have with pornography comes from the fact that they don’t know how to express themselves sexually.you’re never going to learn unless you try.” She refers to herself as a pervert and is quick to point out that her sexual tastes, which include spitting, slapping, vomit (basically anything that doesn’t involve kids or animals) are not the norm. “I don’t mean you’re going to go watch porn and learn something; that’s not how normal people usually have sex. [Watching porn] is an experience and you should want to experience and to learn.”

Because of her age and her choices, she meets a lot of resistance from the public. An appearance on the Tyra Banks Show turned into an attack on the porn industry and its appeal to young girls. Sasha doesn’t complain about her appearance on that show, she knew from the beginning that it would turn out the way it did, but she does mention that the program was heavily edited to make her seem more na’ve than she is.

“People challenge me because of my age and because I’m a woman. People don’t believe that a 19-year-old girl has an opinion. They don’t see that I can do what I do and be proud of what I do.” Her attempts to change the health care system within the porn industry have been fruitless so far, (“It should be a lot better,”) and acknowledges that even within the industry, people hold her age against her. But Sasha’s rising fame should give her a larger platform, as well as open her up to more criticism from the public. “Honestly, I don’t care, as long as I’m not hurting anybody, right?… I know what I’m doing and I know why I’m doing it.”

Like many porn stars, Sasha Grey has a plan, but hers seem more than just mere pipe dreams. “I want to direct and make an impact on this industry. If I do get into mainstream film, I’d want to bring my voice, but I’d want to play a real character, not just myself.”

Sasha Grey has already made an impact on the industry. Her popularity and marketability is growing every day. Los Angeles Magazine posed the question in 2006, “Will 18-year-old Sasha Grey become the adult film industry’s next Jenna Jameson?” With her crossover appeal and intelligence it’s certainly possible. Vertigo, the DC comic which has graced the covers of such classics as “Sandman,” “V for Vendetta” and the recently ended “Y: The Last Man,” wants to make a graphic novel based on her, and she talks cryptically of a mainstream film project with a “very well-known director.” But Sasha Grey offers something that even Jenna Jameson hasn’t got. First, it is a dedication to the ultra-hardcore porn that is now emerging into the mainstream adult market, and second, that she is relatable. She doesn’t have fake breasts or bushy blonde hair, and she doesn’t fit the stereotype of “porn star.” But still, she isn’t apologetic or regretful. She doesn’t rule out growing tired of the lifestyle eventually. “The minute I don’t like what I’m doing I don’t want to do it anymore, I don’t want to be one of those people who hates my job, who hates my career.” While her recent award win has certainly sped up that track to mainstream fame, Sasha Grey seems unflappable. She has made her choices and, while she doesn’t expect everyone to agree, she hopes people will be able to respect her enough to let her make them.

On movies
“I like filmmakers who take a risk. Somebody like (Jean-Luc) Godard or Robert Altman, or somebody like Crispin Glover.” She especially appreciates Crispin Glover’s attempts to promote his experimental movies, like “What Is It?” without much help from the studio. “I really like the way he’s touring with his film, like it’s his baby. I think the fans, especially cineastes, like to go see that.”

Although she works constantly (after less than two years she has 90 titles listed on the Internet Adult Film Database) she finds some time to watch new releases. “Two films that defiantly stick out are “No Country for Old Men” by the Coen Brothers and “There Will be Blood” by PT Anderson. Brilliant. I keep thinking about that movie. The woman in front of me in the theater was wearing Patchouli oil and for some reason it brought a whole different vibe to the film. It was really bizarre how it worked.” Some of her favorites include “Jules et Jim”, Godard’s “My Life to Live” and Steve Soderbergh’s “Schizopolis.” “As much as I love “There will be Blood” we already have films like that that challenge art and film-making. But people are unaware of them, but because they have PT Anderson and because of how well known he is, it gets more leverage.”

On music
Musically, her tastes run the gamut, but, more recently, Sasha Grey has strayed towards the experimental side of music. “I’ve been listening to a lot of Current 93, a lot of Coil, Danzig.” Her attitudes on illegal downloading lean toward the negatively apathetic, but for a performer who certainly loses some money to piracy her attitude is understandable. “It depends on what your take is. The market will split in half between people who want to own and the online people.” She is in a small, unsigned experimental band called Atelecine. “We record whenever we can, we’re pretty much doing it for ourselves. You can hunt us down on MySpace and check it out.” Anyone whose MySpace page has three references to David Bowie has got to make something worth listening to.

On politics
“Can’t wait till November. It’s exciting but it’s also scary. I think there will be a Democrat in office but I’m curious to see who and I’m curious to see if the y live up to what they say.” She is careful to not be too specific with her political leanings, but certainly is open with the cynicism so many young people share. “I was listening to NPR the other day and they were reporting on a rally and the people there were shouting “We want change! We want change!” and it gets me because I don’t hear the conviction in their voices. I just think it’s a spark. One person started saying it. I don’t feel the conviction. It depresses me because I do want change and I know there are a lot of people out there that do as well.”

When asked about her feelings on a viable presidential candidate that didn’t believe in evolution, she responded with a little laugh. “Just like all porn stars are supposed to be on crack-I’ll just say no comment, because that’s just ridiculous.”

Sleeping with the stars: Your advanced guide to which attainable celebrities should be on your to-do list

Wednesday, February 13th, 2008 | Matt Karlan and Cecilia Razak
Scott Bressler

Hey, typical Wash. U. student: Are you nonplussed about your body image? Depressed that your looks may range somewhere between sub-par and frumpy? Well, “The Insider’s Guide to Colleges” says that Wash. U. undergraduates call themselves a “moderate to very attractive student body.”

Oh, my, it seems you’re all in denial. Well, that’s simply not healthy at all.

But for those of you who have faced the truth, you homely realists, all is not lost. You may be thinking to yourself, “I have jowls, unsightly sweating patterns and a rigid hunch like a diving board. I would never have a chance with my favorite celebrity.” Well, this is all very true. But hold on there, funny Valentine; that doesn’t mean every celebrity is off limits. I mean, you’ve got some redeeming qualities. You’re unbeatable at Halo, you have an impressive ensemble of North Face jackets and your score on the ACTs was in the upper percentiles (though only a few points shy of your BMI).

So, as a guide to bedding that famous beau, here’s a list of the most attainable celebrities around. If you happen to see any of these homely personalities while getting your unibrow styled or picking up a quart of frozen yogurt to down before noon, you are welcome to hit on them without being maced. In fact, you could probably sleep with them by the end of the day on their futon made of residual checks.

The cast of “Sex and the City,” excluding Kristin Davis (the hot brunette)

A secret of the trade: The acting on this show seemed so authentic because it wasn’t acting. The leading men and women were actually used to scoring members of the opposite sex with facial abnormalities. I have always been flummoxed by the drawing power of watching horse-faced, plastic surgery ridden ladies get their jollies, but it does instill some hope that there’s a whole stable of actors out there who would get with anyone who owns an apartment on the upper east side.

Randy Quaid

Randy Quaid, also known as the less-hot Quaid, the poor-man’s Quaid and “not Dennis,” seems like a likable guy. He seems fairly personable. And he seems passably attractive. I would jump on him as soon as Dennis turned me down, just to prove a point.

Christopher Lloyd

The man who brought us the time-traveling Delorean could never be a has-been, but he still can be had. As the wild-haired Doc, the no-haired Uncle Fester and the hat-haired Al in “Angels in the Outfield,” Christopher Lloyd is not just an icon-he’s a dish in any dimension, and with all those hair mishaps, an attainable one. “Great Scott, Marty, let’s take that co-ed Back… to the apartment!”

Jared (Fogle) from Subway, and the Verizon Guy

Your friends will certainly be impressed in hearing you were double teamed by these pillars of advertising. I’d imagine they would approach you at a bar or your local Subway restaurant and the Verizon Guy would ask, “Can you sleep with us now? Good.” Then you’d all go back to Jared’s house and jump in the sack, and, by sack, I mean Jared’s old pants. Jared would ask if you wanted a bite of his foot long. And you’d vow to never call them, which would be simple because Verizon has such shoddy coverage.

The 1.5 men who are not Charlie Sheen on “Two and a Half Men”

Gangly John Cryer and round young Angus T. Jones seem the perfect prey, so overshadowed by their famous counterpart that they might just jump on anything that tosses a bone their way-even a Wash. U. student.

DJ Jazzy Jeff

Even if he insists on doing it “Big Willie Style” and yelling out Tatyana Ali’s name at orgasm, you will get to meet Uncle Phil in the morning when he shows up to collect overdue rent money. “Man, parents just don’t understand I’m in the lowest tax bracket.”

Rick Moranis

I’d let Rick Moranis shrink me and launch me down a plastic ramp in a toy car any day. He could ravage me at the fifty-yard line after sending Icebox and Junior Floyd out for ice cream. Those domineering nerd glasses, combined with his fumbling hands and endearing stutter only make him more sextastic. Best of all, only he knows the specific anatomy of a person two inches tall, and therefore only he can hit all the right buttons.

Sneezy

Yes, yes, I know. “Sneezy?” you say. “I couldn’t get Sneezy if I were Brad Pitt. Hell, Snow White couldn’t even hit that, and she had skin as pale as Marcia Cross.” He may seem out of your league at first, but there’s a simple way to this dwarf’s heart: carry a box of tissues and a miniature bottle of Claritin, and he’ll be like nasal fluid in your hand.

Cookie Monster, The Count

In a similar vein, the Cookie Monster has a well-documented one-track mind. Tuck a package of Chips Ahoy away in your girdle-and they start with C, so they must be good enough for him. If, during coitus, you find yourself slightly left out while he pays special attention to the sweet treat’s chocolate chips, well, you’ll just have to wait. Hopefully the Count is nearby, and you can make sweet puppet love three times. Ah, ah, ah! One! two! three!

Rachel Dratch

Think Tina Fey is secretly hot? Well, secret’s out, because so does everyone else. Trust me, you aren’t the only one who thinks her scar is “actually quite cute.” But she’s really successful right now and out of your league, so go after her more asymmetric companion, Rachel Dratch. Sure, there ain’t nothing like the real thing, but hey, she’s cuter than Rob Schneider?

Tia and Tamara Mowry, Ben Savage, Dave Coulier

I actually saw Tamara Mowry at an all-you-can-eat $6 Thai buffet over the summer. (Yes, I can tell them apart.) Her boyfriend was some overweight, unemployed nobody. And she still looked in pretty good shape. Which made me realize that out-of-work former stars of family shows probably have such low self-esteem now that any schlub with $6 and a mode of transportation could get with them. And you could brag to all your friends that Cory Matthews said your body was sexier than Topanga’s. (Although, so is Seabiscuit’s.) “Hey, did Uncle Joey talk dirty in bed?” “Not really. He did a lot of impressions of Yosemite Sam and Popeye, though.”

Olive Oyl

Speaking of Popeye, if you’re incredibly jacked but have the face of a Doberman Pincher and the complexion of a poorly-played game of Battleship, then here’s your lady. She’ll be impressed by how much iron is in your system and how poorly proportioned you are. Just make sure to keep it gentle, she’s fragile and malnourished.

Top 10 Best songs to play while having sex

Wednesday, February 13th, 2008 | David Kaminsky

Everyone has one thing they hold most valuable when trying to set the proper mood for their sexual endeavors. For some it’s lighting, for others it’s obtaining the proper toys and foods, but for us at Cadenza, it’s ensuring that the music is just right. Thus, on this very special Valentine’s Day we are pleased to give you a list of 10 songs (in no specific order) and the situations in which they’ll best complement the sex you will be having.

1. Dave Matthews Band – “Crash” (First 30 seconds or so)

I know what you’re thinking. This is a sexy song. I suppose you could easily find that to be true. But what I find most fitting about it is the way in which it helps draw the comparison between the first time you had sex and the first time you took the family car out for a spin after getting your license.”crash.” And you thought you were so prepared.

2. Radiohead – “Everything in its Right Place”

While the lyrics don’t actually mean anything, this song is compelling to the point of being mesmerizing. This is a great track for the really romantic as it reminds those engaged in the sexual act that truly “everything is in its right place.”

3. Ratatat – “Wildcat”

Feeling frisky? This is the track for you. “Wildcat” features a sound sample of an actual, well.wildcat, mixed in with the electronic-instrumentals with which Ratatat creates its groove. This is one in which you can get into the rhythm without having to lose that extra intensity.

4. The Early November – “I Want to Hear You Sad”

“I Want to Hear You Sad” is emo at its best. Poppy and catchy as can be while being intensely bitter. Thus, it’s perfect for hate sex. For best effect use strangulation as your kink of choice during this sex session and add force during the chorus as singer Ace Enders belts out, “For all of this, I’m better off without you.”

5. The Faint – “Worked Up So Sexual”

A pulsing electronic beat with grotesquely sexual lyrics. This one works in any situation.

6. Her Space Holiday – “The Luxury of Loneliness”

The Postal Service-style electronic beats with more sullen vocals. This one’s perfect for a lonely, wistful boning, as the whole time it reminds you to ask yourself why you’re even having sex with that person in the first place. The empty feeling you’ll have inside before having sex to this song will not compare to that which you’ll have after.

7. Justice – “D.A.N.C.E.”

If sex for you is a party then this is a great one. Sync to the beat in your thrusting/bouncing to truly get into the groove.

8. Glen Hansard & Marketa Irglova – “Falling Slowly”

This sweet sentimental little ditty sung by two lovers (with a 20-year age difference between them, kind of gross, I know) is one to set the mood after the next date at the movies seeing a romantic comedy.

9. Stars – “Heart”

Somewhat sad and somewhat sweet all at the same time, “Heart” is a good one for more calm occasions as well as, in particular, for make-up sex. Take comfort as the duo of Torquil Campbell and Amy Milan sing to you in the chorus, “I’m still in love with you.” Now that’s nice.

10. TV on the Radio – “I Was a Lover”

“I Was a Lover” has a fantastic electronic drumbeat that one can sync to. That combined with the spacey feeling of the horn parts make it a good song to jive to when trying to get that special feeling.

‘Lost Girls:’ Sex, fairytales and the graphic novel

Wednesday, February 13th, 2008 | Beth Ochoa

Graphic novelist Alan Moore may be most famous for “V for Vendetta” and “Watchmen” but neither offers the sex appeal of his racy graphic novel, “Lost Girls.” He takes a down and dirty approach to some of children’s literature’s most beloved characters and in a way that catapults him from the depths of naughty fan fiction into the world of published art.

The graphic novel tells the tale of three middle-aged women meeting at an European hotel. Each woman, Wendy, Dorothy and Alice, confides in the others about the strange nature of their sexual awakenings as children. Each had made up a fantasy-land that helped them confront their complex emotional states.

As a child, Wendy met a boy named Peter in the park and he and his other homeless friends expose her to the wonders of sex. She later confronts a man with a crippled hand that appears very hook-like, whose actions both turn her on and scare her.

Dorothy’s story is that of a sex-fueled girl from Kansas. Her sexual awakening begins when she is caught in a tornado and begins to masturbate (it makes more sense in context). After the tornado has settled, she takes it upon herself to have sex with every man who works on her farm.

Alice’s story is the most believable of all. When she is still a child a twitchy family friend called Bunny sexually assaults Alice. During the act, she imagines herself looking in a mirror watching another version of herself. This detachment from reality is surprisingly naturalistic, and nicely ties into the fairy tale we all know so well. As you may have guessed, these are not wholly original characters. Moore has taken these children’s stories that are all so universally known and suggests a sexual explanation for the obvious metaphors about growing up. How do the Queen of Hearts, Tweedledee and Tweedledum, the Lost Boys, the Tin Man and the Scarecrow fit in? The answer is simple: in sexy, sexy ways.

Gaining wide publicity not only for issues with copyright infringement but also with the wide variety of paraphilias-from zoophilia to katoptronophilia (paraphilia for mirrors)-“Lost Girls” is worth reading if only for the controversial elements.

But it offers a lot more than that. Each woman must deal with evolving sexuality and their past, which all have kept secret until they meet each other.

The most controversial aspect of “Lost Girls” is the depiction of minors having sex. Legally, the decision was made that if no children were harmed or used in the production, then it cannot be child pornography. Oddly, Moore addresses this concern head on in chapter 22 when characters read a book that illustrates incestuous sex. One character exclaims, “And then children: how outrageous! How old can they be?” The response is, “Eleven? Twelve? It is quite monstrous except that they are fictions, as old as the page they appear upon, no less, no more. Fact and fiction: only madmen and magistrates cannot discriminate between them.”

Moore confronts the issue of depicting children in sexual situations directly by having his characters moralize the very issue he knows will face his own book on release. He goes on to take a little meta-fictional jab at the issue by having the same character make this confession in the next panel. “And since Helena, who I just f***ed, is only thirteen, I am very guilty.” Moore uses humor to address and then dismiss what is a very serious concern.

Overall, the issue of illustrated child pornography is inexorably linked with this graphic novel. More attention should be given to the way Moore weaves together well-known fairy tales with the ‘real life events’ which caused the girls to make up the stories. The girls’ first sexual experiences were in many ways scarring and so they transformed them into elaborate stories.

“Lost Girls” offers one of the best graphic novel authors working in the genre of erotica withut sacrificing his tendencies towards metaphor and allusion.