After that wild Sunday at the porn video shoot where I helped prep Sarah Love for her DP scene, became an impromptu fluffer, had my first bisexual experience with Sarah then ended the night getting gang banged in the back of a bar, I was fucked out. I was exhausted the next day but had to attend some grad school classes for my Cinematography degree I was pursuing. I looked like shit and felt like it too. I also felt guilty for acting like an out-of-control nymphomaniac. I swore off sex, fooling myself into thinking I could become celibate for a while, and concentrated on my other part-time job in...