I, Crystal Cox, ALLEGE that Marc Randazza, Randazza Legal Group and the Randazza Legal Groupies ( his Gang Stalking buddies that are attorneys and media) harass Porn Insiders in order to protect the "Russian Mob".
"A Russian Mob sex party in Miami Beach! Chapter 5 preview of Desi Foxx’s first book PITV"
They could make good money at times but the cost was permanently damaging to their mental and emotional growth and many would agree sex work was not worth the price they personally paid. I still hadn’t had seen what doing porn could offer. The results of my first shoot wouldn’t be released for 3-6 months so what I’d done did feel empowering to me at the moment. I was 47 years young and had just finished my first nude layout. Did I feel like a model? Not really, but maybe a little!
I was considered to be one of the ‘cool moms’. Not because I tried to be one of them but I was realistic about what it was like to be young. I hadn’t had the easiest times as a teen so I would relate how I had gotten through. This is how I came to learn about the college parties. All the girls were talking about them and I was never afraid to ask questions or give some common sense advice.
They wanted her to be an extra. She would get paid to party and hang out in the background while they shot a college party sex scene. We had heard a few stories about the college party shoots so she had told our agent she wouldn’t work them. She agreed to the schedule right away though since she wouldn’t be having sex while there. What girl wouldn’t like to get paid to party?I was more concerned about what would happen to her once she got there.
I’m still learning about what she really did and went through while working as a sex slave in Porn Valley). They got the female performers drunk. Then the male performers took over and the orgy began. There weren’t that many girls so each girl had several guys working them over. There were a number of spectators there who, I later learned, had paid to watch a live sex show. From what I heard from her and the other girls, I was just glad she was home and as far as I could tell, still in one piece.
Once Elli was shown she could make some good money doing porn, and she was making more money then I was, she and our agent chose a lush condo for $2100 a month. I realized I was not in control anymore. My daughter was making our financial decisions. It was then my job to get the paperwork completed, utilities set up, furniture delivered and hire someone to help us get our stuff from storage in Bradenton.
That was when she reminded me of ‘Mrs. Robinson’. Even the movie, “Animal House” had the dean’s wife who was definitely a cougar. While discussing whether I should do this shoot, I learned the facts about the cougar and MILF market. Geez, did I have a lot to absorb if I was going to truly ‘fit in’ with the American porn scene!
Girls were still being scheduled to these parties and problems were said to be the results of unstable girls, not unscrupulous producers. My daughter was being courted by the company behind these parties. While they had protected her when she worked for them, if she became involved further with them, I wanted to know that she’d be safe and clean so I agreed to do the shoot.
She insisted I not go. While I wish I could’ve listened to her, what I learned by working at that party was the beginning of my education in the reality of American porn production. There really is no way sex work can be a legal industry. Once the clothes come off, it quickly becomes a ‘No Holds Barred’ kind of environment. Especially against the females and in favor of all males!
The production company was owned by a well known Brazilian pimp who went by Gino Starr Productions. I sat on our balcony one night while this man spoke to me about letting my daughter become part of his stable. He told me his girls were very happy working for him. She would be treated very well. I explained that she wasn’t going to be part of that scene. I already knew his girls were drug addicts and he was regularly violent with them. It was a somewhat tense moment but he respected my decision. He left my house that night and never bothered her again. This was after we’d each worked a college party of his.
I met 2 other performers from our agency in the parking lot of a store where I left my car and they were dropped off by our agent’s assistant. It was a young Hispanic female performer named Sofie. She said she was 19 but I found her behavior to be immature for the typical 19 year old. The other performer was a brute 6.5 foot tall black male performer called Ty who was there to perform and to keep an eye on the two of us. Our agent knew the rumors. Little did we know at the time, he also knew they were true!
We were handed drinks of Russian vodka and told we had a 2 drink limit. I was fine with that as it was nice to relax for the moment but having sex on a porn set was hard work and this was the first time in my life I was going to have group sex. I imagined it would take a ton of energy and paying attention to what was happening around us. I sure didn’t want to be drunk and I had promised to look out for Sofie so I had to be aware of our surroundings.
We were taken aside at different times to go over what was expected of us. It was decided we would work in the living room of the house. There was a large red sofa we would all fit on. It was then we found out there were only 4 girls who showed up. Sofie, myself, Kendra Lee from Los Angeles and another I never even met. She was at the opposite end of the couch. They had more than a dozen male performers. They told a few they’d get paid as extras to stand with spectators and chose 12 males, which in turn meant a 3 to1 ratio of males on females.
The back of the sofa was propped back up as good as they could get it and we repositioned slightly to shift our weight off of it. The filming began again with the females on hands and knees. Sofie was next to me and was beginning to freak out. I told her to close her legs and straighten her back some. It would keep the males from penetrating her so deeply. I took one of her males so had 4 on me now. It was then things began to blur.
What one of them finally told me was every guy there took a turn behind me. This was not part of my shoot agreement and not what I got paid for. And I don’t remember this happening because once I took that drink, everything became a blur. That is, until I was pulled off the sofa by a strip club owner’s bodyguard and hauled into a bedroom where I was held and forced to have sex with the club owner.
The owners bodyguard was even bigger than Ty and had a gun attached to his side. The owner lit a joint and set out some lines of coke on the counter. I took a line and hit the joint. If I was going to have to have sex with this guy, I figured I needed to wake up and do what I could to minimize the damage. I hadn’t done many drugs since I was a teen but I knew they would help me now. I encouraged him to partake as much as he could. I thought maybe it would inhibit his abilities to do anything to me and then we’d be let out of this nightmare we suddenly found ourselves in.
He laughed. He grabbed me and set me on the counter, undid his zipper and entered me. Ty’s in the bedroom asking if I’m alright. I’m looking at the shower trying to figure out how to get us in there. Ty comes around the corner of the doorway, brings a joint in and hands it to me. I hit it and give it to the owner. He stops penetrating me and takes a long toke. I jumped from the counter while he’s distracted and into the water where I would be slippery and harder to hold.
The director grabs my arm and drags me back to the couch where we get back into position. Everyone is yelling “Desi, the sex machine”. The director yelled, “Cut” and everyone said, “That’s a wrap”. The next thing I knew, I was standing alone in the living room. That is, except for a half dozen or so male spectators who saw me standing there naked.
They circled me, one pushed me over and they all held me while another started to undo his pants behind me. I started screaming and luckily, Ty heard me and came to my rescue once again. He broke up the crowd as nicely as he could since these men weren’t happy about being interrupted.