I Shoot Porn: So why’d you get into porn, anyways?

Ricki White: I was having too much sex. Really. I was a virgin until I was 19, but through my teens I always knew I wanted lose it. So, when I finally lost it…I went crazy.

ISP: Where’d you lose it?

RW: In the back of a car. Terrible. I was drunk. It was a black guy. But I used to like Latin guys. Like, gangbanger guys.

ISP: What made you switch from angry Mexicans to Bleeecks?

RW: OK. When I was growing up, I wasn’t allowed to watch “bad movies”. My parents kept everything PG…literally. I grew up in a very non-racist home. When I got to 16, I saw “Remember The Titans”, and Denzel Washington was so manly I fell in love with him. Not cause he was black, either. About the same time I fell in love with Kobe Bryant. This was all before I started having sex. I’m into clubbing and the hip-hop culture, and I’ve got ass, so it all combined into a triple whammy.

ISP: What’s your craziest sexual escapade…off camera, please.

RW: There was a party house, and it was my ex’s birthday, and I’m bi, so I started to hook up with one of the girls there. I could tell this wasn’t a freaky group, but I managed to turn it into a threesome with my ex. It was kinda crazy. I guess it was crazy cause they were “normal”, and for a white girl with ass to come in and do a threesome was just plain crazy. Other than that, I had sex at California Adventure on the top of the ferris wheel.

ISP: Did he cum at the top of the wheel?

RW: Of course. Ew! Wait. I had sex in the steam sauna at 24 Hour Fitness. You couldn’t really see anything, cause it was 130 degrees in there. I did reverse cowgirl in case anyone came in. I could just jump off. I like having sex in public. I wanna have sex in a car again. I haven’t done that in a long time.

ISP: Will you give a hired Stunt Cock a Manojob in a car?

RW: Fuck yea! I really will, too.

ISP: Let’s talk about your titties.

RW: I got ’em in December. It was a pivotal point in my life. I was perfectly OK with my old boobs. Let’s just say I was one of the girls who could use a boob job. They were mediocre. Not big. Not small. But I have an ass, and that saved me. It was some sort of womanly curve. Now I have the whole enchilada. That’s so retarded.

ISP: It’s retarded to get new boobs?

RW: No, cause of the enchilada part, silly.

ISP: What’s your damage? I mean you seem fairly normal for a Porn Whore.

RW: I had a great childhood. I really did. It was almost too good. My parents overly-protected me. I was home schooled for 13 years, and I grew up with my sisters. Great family life, but sucky social life. Me, as a person, without sex…you know what I mean? In a normal world, I can make it anywhere. When I got my first job, at an all-women’s gym…my parents did it to a “T”. They wouldn’t let men around me at all! I was boy crazy. I kissed my first boy in Sunday School was I was 4.

ISP: You always thought about guys, didn’t you?

RW: Oh yea. I always practiced kissing the back of my hand, so when it would happen I knew what I was doing. In my young mind, I never thought it would never actually happen. I was always around my family. Not in a weird, cult-like way. I was home schooled, I was always home at night, but I was always checking guys out. Making eye contact. Hoping they would hit on me. That sort of thing. First make-out session at 19. I should write a book.

ISP: You were Christian, right?

RW: Calvary Chapel. Every Sunday and Wednesday night. But I was never allowed to go to Youth Group. Not in a weird way, but I was very grown-up. I saw kids as being silly.

ISP: It’s really common. Most porn whores have had a bunch of hard-core religion jammed down their throat since Day 1. If it weren’t for Christians and those silly Mormons trying to scare you to death about sex, there’d be no Porn Industry. You just wanted to bust out, didn’t you?

RW: Right! But I love my parents to death.

ISP: What’s in your refrigerator right now?

RW: Fuck…what do we have? Water. I’m a water whore. Oh! Peanut butter and jelly. Salad.

ISP: Do you feel exploited fucking on camera for money?

RW: Everyone has a choice with what they do. With porn, I am in control. People never see the big picture, and porn is a legitimate business. We’re hired to do a job, and we do it, and it’s my choice to do that job as a human being. So no, I’m not exploited at all. I don’t owe anyone anything. Everyone has their own choice to do what they want. At the end of the day, I answer to me. That’s it.

ISP: What’s your favorite word?

RW: When I was little, I’d always say…fuck. I don’t even remember. I have…like…a disorder. If I think about one thing, I can’t think at all. I would make an idiot of myself on Jeopardy. I’m a good speller. I’m smart!

ISP: Spell receipt.

RW: R-E-C-E-I-P-T.

ISP: Spell Massachusetts.

RW: M-A-S-S-A-C-H-U-S-E-T-T-S. Right?

ISP: You are.

RW: I have a photographic mind. If I’ve seen it written out, I can remember it. I can spell it. It’s the only cool thing about me. Spelling and my boobs. Those are the only cool things about me.

ISP: You’re cooler than your ability to spell and your boobs.

RW: I’m an artist, too. I can draw portraits. I can play guitar and piano. And I’m really adventurous, too. I think I’m a good-balanced person.

ISP: Can you play skin flute?

RW: Skin flute? Are you kidding me? I’m a pro at that! I can even make it do tricks!

ISP: Tricks?! Like back flips or something?

RW: Um…sure. (Laughs). Like deep throating and then a jaw breaker? If so, then I’ll for sure make your dick do all sorts of tricks. Oh, hey, show everyone mySpace, ok? [it’s since been deleted].

ISP: Done deal. Now let’s go make my Steamin’ Six Incher do a reverse one and 1/2 somersault with three 1/2 twists.