Welcome to the a Risque Business Membership Tour

Today turns out to be a wealth of information. We've got visits to porn sets, secret hints regarding major industry players, anal sex insights, bootleg video, puns, alliteration, personal life retrospective on famous porn directors, a new camera … oh, and Bobbi Starr and Cheyenne Silver naked. When you've got all that going for you, it would probably be smart to just get to the point. For once, we'll take our own advice.

As it turned out, today seems a rather odd day to be "Flying Under the Radar" as was our plan. We lost a Hollywood legend this morning, and odd as it seems we've often used Elizabeth Taylor as an example to risque clients that there certainly exists a way to be both sexy and classy. (Then we usually follow that comment by noting that you really don't have to get married eight times just to enjoy sex with different people, but that's sort of off-topic right now.) We're sorry she's gone around here, but she can still serve as a fine example of pure, strong, womanhood for some years to come we expect. Perhaps she even added to her aura in her later years. One thing about Ms. Taylor, she certainly did not go gentle into that good night.

We cherish America's position in the world as the staunch symbol of Freedom, belief in the rights of every person to speak without fear of reprisal, and the fount of the wellspring of hope that diligent effort, combined with a strong moral compass, can result in a position in life practically unavailable other places on the planet. We relish our Melting Pot status, secure in our confidence that the very diversity of citizenry that many fear could tear apart the very fabric of society in fact bonds us all to a common goal of an improved life in aggregate. And on those occasions such as today, we give humble regard and open reverence, not only for St. Patrick and all he accomplished and still stands for in Irish lore, but also for his position in history as an excuse to create green beer. Suitably for us, it seems then, we warmly offer you Erin Go Braless. … We're like that.

Most of you probably haven't spent much time looking at web traffic statistics, because, let's face it: Why in the world would you want to do something as horribly geeky as that? Well, some of us around here actually enjoy that sort of thing, and sometimes we'll notice just the oddest trends. Over the last couple of weeks, for example, we've been getting a lot of searches for Heather Vuur. (She was Vandeven. Then she was Vuur. Then she went back to Vandeven again. People and their names in this business … .) Now we wouldn't consider it "odd" because people are interested in Heather, because that makes perfect sense to us, but considering what we may be able to talk about soon, today's story of D.Minion's first foray "Oh, Vuur" the hills to visit with Heather seemed to make a lot of sense, so we decided to sort of throw it in out of order here. You'll find it much easier to browse through the 150 or so photos of Heather with our new system, and you might begin to give some thought to what we "may" be able to talk about soon. Honestly, that's a lot more interesting than thinking about web stats.

The Message Board over on the Members' Side has been going gangbusters, which seems a little counter-intuitive if you think about it, actually. People have been getting quite excited about our upcoming visit to Las Vegas to record the ever-nubile Cytherea this week. Local fans have deluged us with a myriad of suggestions regarding potential locations for the shoot, which, considering it does happen to be Cytherea we're talking about, seems quite logical in the scheme. Oddly, almost all of those ideas involve having Cytherea "visit" at the homes of the local fans. We figure they must all be very hopeful as regards the growing success of CythereasWetWorld.com. Yeah, that's gotta be it.

Historically, even those of us without "Tiger Blood and Adonis DNA" seem to have managed our lives just fine. (That's a reference to the chaos that has become Charlie Sheen which – hopefully – will have dropped from public consciousness at some point, so we thought we'd explain it.) Very smart people, in fact, have learned that spending quality time with the Risqué Commune can bring a little happiness to our lives, regardless of the state of our hemoglobin neighborhood. And while you enjoy the latest playtime from our own resident "Rock Stars from Mars" Shayla LaVeaux and Cytherea, you can take solace in a core ambition in life: If you can't be a good example, at least try to be a horrible warning. Live a little.