This week was full of goodbyes. In my line of work, this isn’t always a bad thing.

Saying goodbye to Jazz Duro was sad. Only once a year do I get to feel those strong arms and hear that sexy voice, while the other 11+ months are filled with looking at the picture of his dick proudly hung in Lissa’s office. So, as he left, I got that one last hug, and as I pulled back, Jazz affectionately told me how he would love to cum all over my tits. Now as a woman in an administrative position, this comment was almost enough to send me over the edge. Just an ordinary girl who gets to go home and fantisize about Jazz and his huge cock and sexy accent. It looks like I’m going to need more batteries.

But to really top off my week, Jay Sin, one of my favorites, came to say goodbye before he embarked on his six-month-long tour of European buttholes. Before he left he grabbed a handful of my hair from the back, tilting my head down, and gave a couple of yanks which genuinely expressed how much he would miss me. And as I leaned back and smiled I’m sure he realized how much I would miss him.

While sometimes I am chastised for my bedside manner with the directors, I have to say, maybe it’s not always a negative. Think of all the aggression they have pent up from my harassing calls about turning in their movies on time. I bet it’s enough to cause them to want to hate-fuck me. It makes one truly enjoy the fruits of their labor.

Now those are prime ingrediants for a Doom Sandwich

Evil Angel and its directors won a total of 16 awards at the 2009 AVN Awards.
The evening had quite a few special moments for the company, highlighted by the politically-charged dance performance directed by company owner John Stagliano. Las Vegas

Today during work, one of the IMs my assistant Sarah Doom sent me was this:
Sarah: jazz is here
Me: omg. I’ll be right there.

I didn’t realize that Jazz was here in the United States this week, let alone Los Angeles. It’s no secret that I absolutely adore Jazz. He’s sweet, gorgeous and funny. He’s an amazing performer. And on a business level, he takes a lot of pride in directing and performing, and he makes my job as a publicist as easy as could possibly be. In fact, I tend to gush about Jazz so much that John actually got the tiniest bit jealous a while back because my desktop pic on my laptop was this for quite awhile:

Jazz and Karen during Fashionistas Safado

So yes, I jumped out of my chair to go give Jazz a hug. Turns out that Harmony Films, who recently started their own US distribution, brought Jazz to LA to perform in some scenes for them. I’ll have to remember to thank Harmony. I wish them luck with their new business ventures. They’re going to do just fine.