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Jamie Lynn is the January Penthouse Pet for 2005 and the Penthouse Pet of the Year for 2006.

LA Weekly Photo Shoot 3/9/06 With Jamie Lynn, Cassia Riley And Eve Mayfair

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12/14/04

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I meet Jamie Lynn at the Penthouse talent call in Woodland Hills. From Antelope Valley, she's lived in Southern California most of her life. Before she started nude modeling two years ago at age 21 (appearing first in Hustler where she says she looked like a deer in the headlights, photographer was Matty Klatt, Jamie does not include it on her site), she worked in sales. She has an ebullient outgoing personality. She smiles and laughs a lot.

She has natural C-cup breasts. She wears a big gold Penthouse key. She helps the girls with their paperwork and welcomes them to the talent call.

"She's a young sexy busty Gina Gershon," says Penthouse publicist Lainie Speiser.

Both of my handshakes with Jamie Lynn were unsatisfactory. Upon introduction and departure, I only managed a squeeze of several of her fingers. I didn't get any of that palm action that makes a handshake so satisfying.

I watch footage of a scene of Jamie's from last Wednesday. She worked with Jesse Cappelli, Ginger Jolie, and Martina Warren.

Jamie Lynn says she doesn't mind fingers and toys going inside of her during a scene or photo shoot, but "no eating."

Jamie has signed a modeling contract with Lamborghini but she drives a regular American car so she won't worry about it.

Hank Londoner and his wife Susie shot her for Penthouse's January issue. Susie Londoner is her favorite nude photographer. "She gave me many compliments before the shoot and you can see the confidence that gave me in my eyes in her pictures."

Jamie says her great grandmother just died at 105. Jamie does not want to live past 75.

Rob Spallone walks up to Jamie and says, "Everything you say to him will be on the Internet."

Jamie: "That's fine."

Rob: "He'll make stuff up and twist things around."

Jamie has also appeared in High Society and Swank and various fetish magazines. She charges $100 per clothing set for a fetish shoot.

She says she does not get recognized in public unless she's signing at a convention.

Jamie has a boyfriend. He and her family know about her nude modeling work.

Luke: "You're not afraid of people."

Jamie: "Not at all."

Luke: "What clique did you hang out with in high school?"

Jamie says she hung out with no clique. She normally cut out of school at lunchtime. She regrets that now.

She says she was a good student when she would bother to go to class. "I liked school because it was a social activity. I never missed a party until my senior year."

She was a cheerleader during her freshman year. She ran cross-country.

"I kept developing. I found my figure [in tenth grade]."

She's smoked (about half a pack a day of Camels Filters at present) since she was 17. "It's time for me to smoke."

Luke: "When you were a little kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?"

Jamie: "I wanted to be a mommy. Then I wanted to be a psychiatrist. Then I realized how many problems everybody has and I didn't want to listen to them. Then I wanted to be a lawyer."

Luke: "When did you lose your virginity?"

Jamie: "I'm not going to get into it. I hate those questions. I hate: What's your favorite fantasy. That's crap. Like I'm really going to tell you."

Jamie's the first nude model or porn star who hasn't answered that question.

Luke: "What do you love and hate about nude modeling?"

Jamie: "I hate the catty girls. The ones who think they're primadonnas. I like it when we're a team. There's never a day that I think, I don't want to go to work today."

Jamie loves the camera.

Luke: "How has it changed you to work as a nude model?"

Jamie: "It hasn't. It's helped me financially. That's it."

Luke: "Has it changed your view of men?"

Jamie: "No. It's changed my view of porn. I've completely ruined it for my little brother. When I tell him it is not even real..."

Luke: "When you were in high school and you saw these photos?"

Jamie: "I thought, how hot."

12/12/05

Jamie: "I've been in the Adult industry for three years. I've been in a lot of magazines and websites. Now [as POY 2006] it feels like I've arrived at the peak of my career in the Adult industry. It's a great achievement."

Luke: "How have people in your life reacted?"

Jamie: "They're excited and proud. Even my mom, one of the most modest people in the world, is very proud of me. My dad's happy. My grandma. Everyone is very supportive."

Luke: "What have you learned from doing so many interviews?"

Jamie: "Nothing really. They just ask the same questions. I'm more of a creative person. I want to give them different answers but they turn out the same. They ask me about how I got in the industry, how does my family think about it, am I going to go harder or stay with soft, what I want to do after my year... I'm going to ride it out and see what doors open."

Luke: "Are you going to go harder?"

Jamie: "No.

"I'm still with my boyfriend (two-and-a-half years). He's very proud. He's very supportive."

Luke: "What does a typical day look like for you?"

Jamie: "I just did a two-week tour of the eight Penthouse clubs. You wake up, you get on the plane, you sleep on the plane, you get off, you get ready for work, and you mingle at the club for four-to-six hours. You sign. You meet with fans. You take polaroids. Then you wake up the next morning and do it all over again.

"I have a new website, sexyjamie.com. I'm doing AVN [Vegas show] this year for the first time. I know that Penthouse is looking into TV and we're going to get a studio out here."

Luke: "When you're doing all this signing and traveling, is there anything that makes you cranky?"

Jamie: "The other girls complaining. We all have to work together even if it's the early morning."

Luke: "What are you passionate about?"

Jamie: "Succeeding and meeting my goals. I want a house. I want financial security. I'll always be working. I wouldn't want to be an at-home mom."

Luke: "You're not going to mind growing older because you've got so many plans."

Jamie: "Exactly."

Luke: "Do many women get catty because of your success and your looks?"

Jamie: "Yeah. I have three sisters. Sure, they'd love to model and compete [with Jamie], but they don't want to do everything I've done to get where I'm at. They don't want to start at the bottom.

"It's hard to find girl friends.

"I try to separate my work and my home life. I don't tell people right away what I do for a living."

3/9/06

Penthouse Pets Jamie Lynn (POY 2006) And Cassia Riley (POY Runner-Up) Grace My Hovel With Eve Mayfair For LA Weekly Shoot

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A Modern Orthodox journalist writes: "Now, be honest -- wouldn't [Cassia Riley] look so much better in a helmet-shaped wig and grungy ankle-length blue-jean skirt that looks like it hasn't seen the inside of a washing machine since around the time Monica first inhaled Bill's cigar? Luke, why do so many Orthodox young women look so unkempt and, well, smelly? I attended an Orthodox Feminist convention a few years ago and a good number of the attendees were almost defiantly ugly. And many of those who weren't pug ugly were about the most unfeminine creatures ever created (presumably) without penises. Is the word "frum" a derivative of "frumpy"?"

Women in business suits are my thing.

"Well, women in business suits are about the only women who still wear pantyhose, and there's nothing that makes a pair of legs look both elegant and feminine at the same time. It's amazing how quickly these trends take hold -- as recently as, say, 2000, nylons were still considered an essential in every woman's wardrobe. Almost overnight it changed. I've been at weddings where the girls were almost all bare-legged, and some even wore flip-flops. Nothing says "do me" like pasty-white legs and rubber shoes hinting of toe cheese and flaking heels."

Chaim Amalek writes:

ON THE ONE HAND: If you go into Borrough Park in Brooklyn, you see tons of young jewish mothers who are fit, trim, and pushing kids around in baby carriages. ON THE OTHER HAND: Feminists, be they Jewish or other, are almost by definition harridans who have been rejected by the society of men "Orthodox Feminist" sounds vomitous Fat, blubbery, rubbery, Craigslist and JDate rejects. "DO I CHALLENGE YOU? DO YOU FEAR ME, JEWISH MAN?"

I really like this black chick. By which I mean that I really like staring at her face and what not.

> She's sweet, smart, good grammar, and in love with another man.

Yeah, she should breed. Tell her I urge her to breed.

Well, if she told you that, why would you think you are going to be getting any of that?

> Triumph of hope. David Ben Gurion said that if you don't believe in miracles, you're not being realistic.

Stick to crank skanks. Any comments from these chicks on your estate? These are really hot pics. Taps into primordeal male fantasy of super hot babe sitting on the floor of a regular joe's hovel.

I got outrageous pics for the photographer of me in a black suit, white shirt, tie, yarmulke, pouring over sacred text while these three girls paw at me, pull my tie, kipa etc...sit on my lap. But my concentration on my studies did not waver as I once again turned my back on worldly pleasures to ponder the eternal verities.

Not once did any of these beautiful women (nor the photographer) make any negative comments about my hovel -- which is more than I can say for two-thirds of the dates I've brought over, some have insisted on turning around and leaving as soon as possible. Others who stayed would complain that they always left with bruises (not having a bed and all that).

The last time I had a woman this beautiful at my hovel was when Holly made a rare appearance just prior to the New Sensations party. We made out on the floor like squirrels on crack while my favorite Air Supply CD played in the background. Holly had never tasted such wild ecstasy. She couldn't get enough (for about three songs anyway).

I had to walk the girls (Jamie Lynn, Penthouse Pet of the Year, Cassia Riley POY runner-up, and Eve Mayfair) wearing lingerie past my landlady and then down to Pico Blvd Thursday morning. Cars were honking, stopping, people pouring out of stores and gaping and whistling and making comments and wanting to be in the picture. I have not experienced such horror since the evening Holly told me I was not her first lover.

It was a great time. I added a black porn star friend of mine, Eve Mayfair, for ethnic balance.

Jamie and Cassia say Holly must've taken some great photos of me. Actually, no, I don't think she's taken any photos of me. She must fear I'd crack her camera. Our time together was spent on scholarly pursuits.

A cynical worldly person emails me:

Yeah I’d like to see Eve, if she’s young, fresh and fine maybe she’s Pet material.

Oh please since when do you care about ethnic balance, are you getting a BJ out of this, you can tell me the truth. Jewish boys do LOVE the dark meat, they love black booty.

Those of us in the observant community do not touch women outside of marriage.

"The girls were great. Very professional. They brought plenty of clothes, their make-up was great (they even touched up Luke a bit), and they shot incredibly well. A great experience."

"Yeah sometimes a little mascara really brings out the intensity of Luke’s eyes, I’m glad the girls could be of assistance!

"Funny because Jewish men seem to really, really, really love JBs even more than the average man. And by the way, none of my girls are flakey no shows, this is Penthouse Magazine and we’re quality people of our word. You’re so used to all the skanks who are up all night doing crank and don’t make it anywhere. I bet my girls were on time and everything [15-minutes early!]. Just so you know for the future my word is SOLID.

"You’re a pretty good man Mr. Ford even though you’re Australian. I can say that you’re the only Australian person I’ve ever been fond of and befriended. But if you were a blood jew, you’d be all into the sistas."

Chaim writes: "What are all those pill bottles by your tv?"

Those are my medications. It's not easy to turn out a column like this without pharmacological help (in addition to natural remedies). The yellow boxes by the microwave are Dr. Natura's colon cleanser.

Chaim writes: "If you post that those are your HIV meds, you will be believed. Yeah, this is sort of what I had in mind, but with her looking at the book like she's reading it."

I like the Pets equally. Jamie is sweeter and more goyisha, Cassia is more profane and Jewish. I had to keep asking her to watch her language. She was yelling out the f-word and I feared my landlady or neighbors would hear and there would go my reputation.

"OMG I know what a potty mouth! I’m going to buy her a surprise over the weekend, a tee shirt that says “f--- you, you f---ing f---.” If you go on her my space is all giving the middle finger. That’s her signature posed, the middle finger, while Jamie’s is the eyebrow arch. I love them both equally though. And they truly love each other too."

Jamie’s wilder in the bedroom than Cassia, it's all talk with her, Jamie’s really the dominant.

The photographer and the girls wanted some music so I played my AOL favorites -- a mix of Debbie Gibson, John Denver and Christian hymns -- while the girls gyrated around me. They were a good sport. They made no criticisms. They saw the good in my poverty.

Pete writes: "Luke, The girls dressed up your hovel very nicely. Cassia is mind-boggling and I find the profane side of her charming. One thing is puzzling me...like Cougar in Top Gun, I've lost the edge. Of all of the photos, my favorite is this one. You're on fire, young man."

I spend 30 minutes cleaning up my hovel.

Photographer Kevin Scanlon (he shoots a lot for the Jewish Journal) shows up 25-minutes early, which is cool. He's a slight friendly chap. He looks around my hovel. So many possibilities. We bring in his lighting equipment.

The Penthouse Pets arrive at 9:45 am. I sneak them past my landlady. Cassia's sweats ride down her butt. Jamie's finishing off a cigarette.

They dump their bags of lingerie by my bookshelves and stuff themselves into my tiny bathroom and put on make-up. These girls are troopers. They make no complaints about their appalling working conditions. Really, Mexicans fresh out of the Rio Grande live better than I do. They work harder though.

I'm nervous, jumpy, in my black undertake suit.

Eve arrives at 10 am.

I email Lainie Speiser at Penthouse for permission to take a few pics of my own.

I arrange my four books on my shelf.

I'm relieved that the three girls get along. Jamie refers to Cassia as her wife.

Cassia's had two weeks off.

In the Valley, they live near each and Martina Warren and Charlie Lane.

I wish I had my taperecorder on to capture the chitchat but that might inhibit my models.

One complains (I better not say who, she told me not to publish this) repeatedly about cellulite that neither I nor the photographer can detect.

Kevin assures the girl that no photo will leave his computer unless it shows them at their best.

I've never made that assurance to anyone but Holly "everything's fair game but my cooking" Randall, and she doesn't believe me and insists on immediately deleting from my camera all photos of herself that she doesn't like. I like her straightforward vanity. It's better than when people pretend and manipulate.

I like using my relationship (or ex-relationship with Holly) to establish rapport with models. It helps for models to see me as a human being who's been able to establish a genuine friendship within the industry and doesn't just use every human encounter (only 99.9% of them) as fodder for his column.

People are not fodder. When will I internalize that value?

Cassia and Jamie are a riot. They love each other. They raise hell together. Cassia has a booming voice. I have to shush her. What will the neighbors think?

Eve is demure. Her emails are superb. Everything is spelled and punctuated correctly, so rare in a porn chick. She worked in offices in San Francisco for four years prior to entering Adult.

She's in love with a white guy. Most of her boys have been white. She likes to be a white boy's first black girl.

JaneAusten: Are you going to post about what grat work Cassia, Jamie, and Eve did on PornStarPerformance.com?
JaneAusten: I can't believe you played such crappy music JaneAusten: for a photo shoot
JaneAusten: don't you have any dance music cds?
Luke: i am exhausted
JaneAusten: What have you been doing?
Luke: not sleeping
JaneAusten: Did Holly keep you up last night?
Luke: no sex for a week
Luke: no we broke up
JaneAusten: Is it your chronic fatigue?
JaneAusten: I wouldn't notice that you broke up since you keep writing about her every day
JaneAusten: It makes you look obsessed.
Luke: I am obsessed. I am a fool for muff, I mean love.
JaneAusten: how are things with Suze Video? Are they making you rich?
Luke: i get about $150 or so every two weeks
JaneAusten: wow, holly is really looking after you, are you going to invest in a bed with your earnings?
Luke: A teeth cleaning. No bed. Yes, she spoils me. I don't deserve her. Luckily for her, I don't have her.

For the first outfit, the girls wear bikinis (and I think high heels). We pose in the confined space between my desk and the my bookshelves. In the second outfit, the girls get into lingerie. For the third outfit, more lingerie.

I gingerly lead them past my landlady and into Jamie's car. We drive down to Pico Blvd. I look around to make sure I don't see anyone I know. Then we jump out of the car and Kevin starts snapping.

Immediately a friend of mine walks up. I say a quick hello.

Kevin snaps. Old men ask to be in the picture. People pour out of stores and offices and stare. We walk down Pico 100 yards as Kevin snaps. Eve's in front. Cassia and Jamie walk while draped over me. I stare off into the distance looking cold, morally troubled, even hostile.

Jamie's nervous. She's left her keys and purse in the car.

It's excruciating. I keep fearing that I will run into somebody I respect. Oh, how low I've sunk for publicity. The things I'll do to get people to buy my books and investigate my weighty ideas. Did Alexander Hamilton have to undergo anything like this? Louis Jacobs?

Kevin says we can turn around and we rush back to the car. Thank God I don't see anyone else I know.

Kelly Allen writes: "A Penthouse Pet, Jamie Lynn, smoking. That's something you'll never see with a Playboy model, especially in photo ops. Even the Playboy Channel, has a "no smoking" policy re its original programming."

Jamie Lynn, Cassia Riley On MySpace

They both confess they are addicted to MySpace and spend hours on it. Jamie refuses to get a sidekick so she doesn't check her MySpace account when she's out and about. Cassia has a sidekick but never uses it except for when she's on the road.

They are friends with fellow Pets Charlie Laine and Martina Warren and Penthouse talent coordinator Stacey Valentine.

Penthouse POY 2006 Jamie Lynn Got Kicked Off MySpace

She does not know why.

7/6/06

Jamie Lynn - Ganja Goddess

The Penthouse Pet for 2006 is on the cover of the august August issue of High Times and she's the star of a New York ganja party July 12.

She calls me Thursday afternoon, July 6.

My phone's not working right. I have to smash the receiver half a dozen times on the body of my phone until I can hear her voice.

Jamie: "I'm High Times' first Ganja Goddess. I went over to their offices and had meetings with them and smoked of course.

"I did a podcast with Cassia Riley. We showed Cassia how to do a shotgun with a joint.

"You take the joint, light it, I take the lit end in my mouth [Cassia has the other end in her mouth], and then I blow and it blows all the smoke into her mouth. Instead of taking a hit, it's like sucking the vapors.

[David Clark writes: "Those crazy kids out there do it with their meth, too!"]

"They really liked how I looked. So we went out to Vegas and did a photoshoot for the August issue on sale now.

"While I was out there, I also got to do the taste-testing for the cannabis cup in Amsterdam. There were all different types of [marijuana] to smoke and everybody voted on their favorite.

"Vegas was like Little Amsterdam."

Luke: "On the list of the 50 things most important to you, where would marijuana rank?"

Jamie: "In the top five along with food and sex.

"Being on the cover of High Times is one of the ultimate things about being a model. I ever beat out Tommy Chong of Cheech & Chong."

Luke: "When did you have your first hit of marijuana?"

Jamie: "I was 14 and on my way to a Metallica concert at the LA Forum. I remember watching the cars fly by and the music in the car was as loud as it can go and I was trippin'."

Luke: "How much do you consume on an ordinary day?"

Jamie: "An eighth [of an ounce] will last me at least four days if I'm smoking alone. If I have people over, I can smoke quite a bit. If it's a big party, I'll definitely sit down and roll a couple of blunts."

Luke: "Do you wake and bake?"

Jamie: "I do wake and bake unless I have to work. I've noticed that with some shots, I might get cock-eyed."

We laugh.

Jamie: "Sometimes it makes you sexy and sometimes it's not so good. I've decided to stay professional and not smoke while I work. Sometimes conversations with people would be some sort of craziness."

Luke: "What are you smoking now?"

Jamie: "A cigarette. I smoke a pack a day."

Luke: "How do you talk about marijuana?"

Jamie: "If it's secret, I say I want a salad. If I'm around children or such, I'll say, 'I'm going to go have a salad.' I like to say 'reefer' a lot."

Luke: "You've been smoking regularly since 14?"

Jamie: "Yeah. I probably will for quite some time. I don't see a day where I say, 'Never again.'

"Out of all the drugs, it is the best ever. Other drugs, I don't do. I have played with them. Weed is a fun high. You don't see people killing each other over weed or getting psycho."

Luke: "Have you ever broken into a car to find money to buy weed?"

Jamie: "No. I'm not that bad. If I can't find it, I won't go searching. If I don't like the person who has it, I'll never buy it from them. I'd rather go without."

Luke: "What's the most desperate thing you've done for weed?"

Jamie: "Hmm. It's pretty easy when you're a girl. You don't have to do much. You just smile. I'm cute. That's a good thing about being a woman -- you get so much for free."

Luke: "How many friendships have you formed over bonding over reefer?"

Jamie: "A million. It's such a social drug. I have made enemies over it. I was smoking on my private time and they thought I was going to overdose. The whole four days I spent with them, they thought I was going to be a psycho drug addict horrible person. 'You've got to be kidding me. It's just weed. The simplest thing ever.'

"They said, 'You're stupid, Jamie. You're dumb. You're throwing your life away.'"

Luke: "Have you ever been kicked out of school because of it or lost a job?"

Jamie: "I was kicked out of eighth grade for having a joint at school. They called me into the office. I stashed it under the principal's desk. They were searching all my bags, everywhere, but of course the guy is not going to look under his desk. I remember being so scared, but on the way out, I still grabbed the joint. They couldn't take me to juvenile hall because they had no evidence.

"I've never lost a job."

Luke: "At what age will it be OK for your kids to smoke marijuana?"

Jamie: "They have to go to school. Seventeen, maybe?

"I'm a functioning smoker. I can smoke and clean my entire house."