A Dviant Disquisition: Killing Time with Klaudia Kelly

My trip to LA was my first opportunity to meet with a long-time online friend, and unlike last time Klaudia really WAS a hit chick with big boobs, so it wasn’t a wasted plane ticket.  I’ve talked to Klaudia on Twitter for over a year now, and have followed her triumphs and tragedies as she’s sought to break in to the world of the adult industry. And if I did anything of note, I’m sure she would be following that.

Once we were in the same city we didn’t come together as quickly as I hoped though.  I was going to meet Klaudia and her best fella at their hotel, and was staying in North Hollywood, a considerable distance from downtown, so I took the subway the 7th and walked and walked and walked until I could get to the hotel, which was obviously in the opposite direction of where I needed to be going. I took up residence in the lobby as KK texted and told me she needed another 15 minutes to get ready. She said I could go ahead without her, but I am not a man to underestimate the value of a woman on ones arm. The minutes pass and I receive another text, asking where I am. We can’t find each other so she calls, and the lobby she describes does not match the one I’m in.  Turns out this particular popular hotel brand saw merit in having more then one location in a very tourist-heavy season, so I set out to the wrong one. They were actually five minutes away from the convention center, so I muttered and cursed to myself, hailed a cab, and went back the way I came. I finally got there to meet her, and being true to myself, took a picture of her cleavage.

Entering a convention with a woman is different. I may have mentioned it in the Exxxotica wrap-up, but there’s just a different energy. Everybody seems more approachable, and the talent is usually more then happy to grab a  pair of tits if you bring one along. I myself took the opportunity to double my coolness by cramming multiple women into each photo!

This is Dani Daniels, who only does g/g which is fine with me since I wasn’t going to sleep with her anyway. Had a girlfriend at the time.

Angelina Castro is from Florida, just like me so yay! I don’t know if it was my idea to push their chess together, but it was a good one nevertheless.

I have a soap bar molded from Tanya Tate’s vagina that I really need to get around to reviewing soon.

Big boob heaven with Sheridan Love! Saturday night I got to tag along with KK and Sheridan when they went out to dinner. Breasts and eating are possibly the two things I love most in this world, so I know I had a great time. I’m a bit saddened though, I thought I had taken a lot more pictures of Sheridan then I had. I got virtually none outside of this, a little surprised with myself. I haven’t seen any of her actual scenes yet but she’s hot and nice, so it’s on my list.

Those were from Friday. Saturday itself would be an adventure too, with trying to find this out of the way burger joint and me explaining to a homeless guy that even if he wanted a foot-long tuna sandwich, the five dollars he had is good enough to get him a $3.99 meal deal with has a six inch, chips, and a drink with change left over so he didn’t need more money. I ended up to the convention center first, because KK had to go change from regular close to whats below.

We could not go more then 10 minutes without being stopped by a Hispanic guy who wanted a picture with her, and once that started then a line of Hispanic guys would show up wanting pics, so every ten minutes was five minutes of picture time. It was very strange, because for the longest time it was only Hispanic guys. At the end of the day I think there was maybe one other white guy besides me and two black guys, but the racial make-up of fans at the convention to fans wanting pics with her was really skewed. KK told me its usually black and asian men who are her fanbase, so she was surprised to. I certainly don’t blame them; if anything i’m let down in all the other colours of the humanity rainbow for not being more pervy.

While not being a star yet KK does know a lot of people in the industry, so we had a fun few minutes where Phoenix Marie pulled her into the booth she was appearing in to pose for pictures, with her and then with some random fans!

I only got a couple of solo shots with KK, but this was one we talked about on Twitter and promised we’d do. Our prom photo!!

Imagine it with a border, it works. Also, that guys jacket rules.

And here’s something to do with your freetime. Klaudia and I ramble as we walk all over downtown la after dark with my terrible, terrible camera doing its best to record everything as poorly as possible. We talk about Batista and what bank you should use. This was right before I missed my subway since they don’t run past 12, had to crash at their hotel for a couple of hours, and that guy got discovered covered in blood next to me on the hotels planter while I waited till four am for my buddy to get back from a rave. LA nights, huh?