Porn Valley- The Gods of drama are gathering early. No sooner does Tom Zupko get to the Remmit Studio Sunday morning, he gets a phone call from the Tera Patrick agency. Zupko was going to shoot Tiffani DiGivanni, the rumored Hustler contract girl. Only now Zupko’s being told that DiGivanni was in a bad automobile accident Saturday coming back from Adultcon.

“I’m cursed,” Zupko is heard saying on the phone. Zupko elects to scrap DiGivanni’s scene altogether and play for another day rather than attempt to replace her. Besides, Zupko is told that DiGivanni is more shaken up than anything else.

Then, later in the day, Avy Scott tells Zupko she has to go. Not go in the sense of taking a shit. Scott says she had a prior engagement with Playboy to do an interview. Except Zupko wants another ten minutes to finish the scene for a Hustler movie titled Blonds Eat More Cum. Basically Zupko wants a certain kind of pop shot as befits the title and didn’t want to compromise with a rush job.

The anal scene that Scott did with her fiance Anthony Rosano was done and in the can, in a manner of speaking. It was a great scene. It was a fantastic scene. Only Scott is saying no way, she has to go, like now. She had given fair warning, she argues. Besides, Scott is also saying her version of the scene-ending pop shot is going to be just as good.

“I have other responsibilities,” Scott is explaining to Zupko. “This is amazing,” Zupko’s muttering, claiming that Scott flew out to California on his dime for this shoot. “I’m in shock, but I’m used to it.” In the course of a debate with Scott that he’d eventually lose, Zupko began summoning career markers, claiming Scott owed him from previous occasions. But Scott’s unmoved. She’s dressing hurriedly and running out of Remmit Studio with Rosano.

On the positive end of business, Zupko shoots two beautiful anal scenes for his movie. Kris Slater and Holly Stevens return to finish the scene they started on Saturday. Even Slater admits that he shouldn’t have worked the day previous to that because he wasn’t as strong as a result. This time Slater is ramrod stiff going into Steven’s huge butt. And Zupko, like he did Saturday, continues to pine for Stevens’ ass.

“I feel like I need a robe,” Stevens comments.

“It’s like a tank- a big German tank,” laughs Zupko, admiring Stevens’ mighty Panzer on the monitor. “That ass is dwarfing Slater.” The last time Stevens had anything in her butt on camera was January, 2004 and she’s thankful that her asshole hasn’t clenched shut since then. Stevens is saying she stopped doing anal because of that scene which was shot for Michael Steffano. Zupko makes a mental note to Steffano: “Watch this scene and take notes- or stop around, I’ll give you pointers.” Zupko’s laughing at the thought. He loves Steffano and remembers him from the old days at Extreme Associates. “Fuckin’ Looch,” Zupko’s going.

Stevens’ scene is a delirious confection of symphonic moans framing a big ass landscape. And Zupko gets basically more of the same with Avy Scott whose butt muscles are capable of splitting her cheeks into two warring nations. The cheeks twitch in this remarkable, convulsive ass-dance, like two halves of a pumpkin locked in mortal combat for Halloween supremacy.

To boot, Scott’s wearing this little black dress which barely hides her lush rump. Brave hearts and stout cocks will barely get through Scott’s tease sequence which, alone, is probably worth the price of the movie. For his part, Rosano, known for his appearances with the Bang Bros., sports a pretty impressive white boy cock which stands at attention during the entire course of the shoot. “And no Viagra, either,” Scott hastens to mention.

Rosano and Scott’s intense chemistry is so obvious you almost forget they’ve been fucking for a year off camera. Scott says, technically, this is their first time together on screen although they did it once before for the Score Group on the Internet.

The way Rosano goes into Scott’s ass, Zupko imagines that they must do it every night together. On the contrary, says Scott. They only do it on special occasions -like dashing off for Playboy interviews.