Stefani Morgan interview

How old are you?
I'm 20. My birthday is actually on Halloween so I never plan anything as there's always so many Halloween parties. I never need to because every party I go to becomes my birthday party, whether they like it or not.

What are you going to be for Halloween?
Something different for each party. One thing I'm being for sure is, do you remember Rainbow Brite, the 80s cartoon character?"

Yes, I remember her but how do you remember Rainbow Brite from the 80s? What were you, like, minus-four years old?
Yes, I do actually. I was really small at the time.

What's the best costume you've ever had?
It doesn't sound as funny as it was, but me and some girlfriends waited until last minute and didn't have costumes and I'm always like, "I don't need to dress up, I'm the birthday girl. I'm dressed as a birthday girl."

So you to walk around in your birthday suit?
At some point in the night it usually ends up being that. But we actually dressed up as little kids at a slumber party, we had on little-boy underwear and little wifebeaters ['vests' in UK-speak] and we had 'Happy Birthday' scribbled on mine and we had goodie bags instead of purses and we had Blow Pops. We were running around the club in little underwear having pillowfights; it was hilarious. We had pigtails. Of course, the guys loved it.

Anyway, you're sort of like a virgin when it comes to porn.
It's something I wanted to do for a while but I didn't know how to go about it.

What? The sex part?
No, that I knew how to do. Just getting into the business. I didn't really know anybody involved in the business but just in the past year I met people randomly that helped me out. I don't look like a pornstar, so honestly, I thought if I was going to get into it then for sure they would be like, "OK, little girl, go home. You're wrong for the business." But that's pretty much my selling point - that I don't look like a pornstar.

You've always aspired to be a pornstar?
No, I didn't always aspire to be a pornstar but it always intrigued me.

Really? What aspect of it?
I love sex. I love the whole sexual image. I love being wanted. Sex is just a natural thing, I think people should embrace it.

Have you done any movies as of yet?
I've done five total but only two features.

What was it like the first time you had to have sex on film in front of a room full of people?
I loved it. My first scene was my favourite. I had made home movies before, I've had sex in public places before; I enjoy those situations. I was just nervous as I didn't know how the feedback was going to be. I'm the type of person that wants you to tell me what I'm doing wrong so I can fix it. So when I wasn't getting any feedback I was getting worried. The guy I was with kept cracking up because he was telling me I was doing great and I kept asking him if he was sure, if I was doing anything wrong. But he was a really good coach. He was really supportive and stuff.

How about the butt sex on film? How long before you go there?
I won't do that on film. I just want something for my personal life. I'm not ready to do that on film, I'm really not. It would be too long of a prepping process and I just can't do it right now.

Nobody wants a mess.
I know and I really don't enjoy it that much either. I do it purely because the guy I'm with wants to do it.

You are a very kind woman. You make out with girls and give up your ass to please your man. You're almost like Mother Theresa. Has anyone ever told you that?
I'm a people pleaser, what can I say? I love to please the guy I'm with. That makes me happy. Making them smile means the world to me.

It seems really odd to me that because you liked sex you automatically became a Vivid Girl. It's like enjoying baseball and then getting a spot on the Yankees.
First off, I wouldn't have done it if I wasn't with the top company in the business. There's so many smaller companies in the business and I like how prestigious Vivid is. Most importantly, I do get a say in what I do. It's all condoms so I feel safer doing it that way. I just wouldn't have settled. I know what I'm capable of and I feel like I have even more that I need to give back to them.

Are your parents proud of you?
I'm actually not too close with my family.

And I'm sure that has nothing to do with how you ended up doing porn in any way whatsoever.
No, my parents aren't very proud of me at all.

How about your brothers and sisters?
I'm not really close with my family, not even my brothers and sisters. My youngest sister I'm close with and she supports me. At first she was just laughing and asking, "Why?" She supports me now and she never told me I shouldn't do it. Now she sees it's a promising career, that I can go far if I put my mind to it.

How old is she?
She's actually only 15.

So in four years she can be a Vivid Girl.
Everybody keeps asking me, "What if she wants to do it?" She has a head on her shoulders and if she wants to do it, more power to her. I'm doing it purely because I want to, not because of the money. I have too many drawbacks to say I shouldn't be doing it but I love it and I'll make it work.

If your sister ever decided to do porn could you do a scene with her?
I could do a scene with her in the same room.

You having sex with one guy, and her with another guy?
Oh, actually doing a scene with her? No.

What if you didn't touch?
I don't know.

I was sent a DVD with twin sisters having sex side by side and it was really sad. They couldn't even look at each other and if you listened closely you could hear their hearts breaking.
Oh my God. I would probably want to laugh the entire time because it would be so surreal. I would want to say a lot of girls get into the industry for the wrong reasons.

Like for free candy?
What?

Free candy. Don't they lure girls into the back of vans with free candy?
I don't know about that but it's like some kind of outlet where they want to get back at somebody or they're desperate for money. A lot of the girls it seems don't even enjoy what they're doing. But my sister has no desire to be in porn, so I don't have to worry.

You just wait. She's going to see you with your Audi and your nice apartment and she's going to say, "You know what? I've got a vagina too." You watch.
We'll see.

Have you ever gotten into a fistfight on set?
No, I've never even been in a fistfight in my entire life. When girls fight I think that's the trashiest thing in the world. I would do it for a scene. If it were written into the script that we were supposed to fight I would do it.

Would you do it if I was your man, to please me?
If it was play-wrestling, yeah, I'd do it.

What if I wanted to see blood?
No, I wouldn't, that's trashy. I would play-wrestle with a girl and that's it.

What if I lied to you and said that girl was trying to hit on me?
No, I wouldn't. I'm sorry but if a girl wants to hit on my man I think that's the hugest compliment in the world and that's actually caused a lot of problems in all my past relationships as guys get mad at me because I don't get jealous. I know my man is my man, if he wants to be with someone else then go ahead because he's obviously not the guy for me.

OK. What if I lied to you and said the $500 jeans you got me for Christmas were ruined because that bitch just spilled paint on them?
It's a pair of jeans, it's a material item. So what?

Damnit. What am I going to have to do have you fight for my love?
I wouldn't. I'm so mellow.

What if I lied and said that bitch said your hair looks crappy?
I'd be like, "Well, she's a piece of shit." I don't care. Everyone has their own opinion. If somebody doesn't like me then oh well.

What if I said that bitch said you throw a baseball like a girl?
That's fine, I'm not the best pitcher in the world. Seriously, people can trash me all they want and I'll just laugh and trash myself with them. I don't care. I am who I am.

Now you are Mother Theresa and Gandhi all in one?
I am and yet I have sex for a living.

Where did you learn such Zen philosophy since you dropped out of high school?
I didn't drop out of high school. Who said that I did?

The press release.
It said I dropped out of high school? I dropped out of college, not high school.

The press release I have says, "Dropped of h.s. because she got tired of the immaturity of her fellow students."
No, I graduated early. I graduated aged 16.

Why? Because you're so smart?
That, and I hated school. I had no friends. I never went to high-school parties or anything. I couldn't deal with it.

That's why I graduated early; I hated everyone. They let me go to summer school and skip my last year.
That's what I did.

No way. You might be my sister. I might be one of your brothers you don't like.
Probably. You never know.

Stefani, come home. Come back, Stef. Dinner is ready.
Are mom and dad mad at me?

Come home and eat, Stefani. The food is on the table.
Can you please clarify I didn't drop out of high school? I have pictures of my graduation.

I'd like to see those. Are you naked in them with that little hat on?
No, I'm not.

Then how can I prove you graduated from Porn Star High.
That's horrible. I started college when I was 16.

It sucks for me too because I had all sorts of high-school-dropout follow-up questions. Like, "How long did you pump gas for a living after you dropped out of high school?"
That's funny. No, after high school I was modeling. About a year ago I was just getting out of it. The last job I had was for a denim line based in Amsterdam.

So you were getting high?
No, I didn't go to Amsterdam.

Not that there's anything wrong with that.
I'm allergic to pot.

How? What?
It's not really common.

Do you break out in hives?
No, I black out, I get heart palpitations. I can't really breathe. My throat starts to swell up, so I try to stay away from pot.

Is it only if you inhale it or if you're even near it?
Even if I'm near it. Even if it's second-hand smoke you're breathing in the fumes. If I start to smell it I have to leave.

Weed is your kryptonite?
It really is. A lot of my friends didn't believe it until they witnessed it happen to me. I was barely near it, just barely smelled it for all of two minutes then I blacked out and they were freaking out, not sure what to do. Ever since then they don't smoke anywhere near me.

You better be a really nice person to everyone you meet from now on because they're going to read this, know that's your kryptonite, and they're going to attack you with weed smoke.
I know. That honestly scares me. With how many catty girls there are in the world I could see somebody bringing it on set and doing it to mess with me. That's honestly one of my worst fears.

If I was you I'd be more afraid of one of your pervert fans, those greasy, toothless, midwestern bastards reading this, then stalking you and blowing weed at you. Or worse, they put you in a big bag full of weed smoke and...
NO! I'm going to have nightmares now because of you. I'm going to wake up crying because I saw marijuana leaves in my dreams.

I'm sure that won't happen. I'm sure everything will be totally cool.
Yeah. Thanks.

Let me ask you, any time you've blacked out from pot smoke have you ever woken up with a frozen burrito in your ass?
A what?

A frozen burrito in your butt?
No, that has never happened.

Just making sure that wasn't you the other night. OK. I am only 5ft11in. The press release says you only date men 6ft2in and taller.
That's not true either. Those are from an interview I did for a website and they totally butchered what I said. They said I was smoking a cigarette and I don't even smoke. The guy asked me my type of guy and I said dark hair, dark eyes and someone taller than me. Then he made it look like I only date men over 6ft2in and all this other nonsense.

Do you mind if I just make up lies too then? I'm going to tell everyone you only like men over 300lb, who are under 5ft tall, with a lot of hair and a wooden leg and they have to ride a unicycle.
Perfect. Something along those lines.

See, I can play bad journalist too.
Those things I can deal with but the stuff like I dropped out of high school annoys me. And yeah, I have buck teeth too.

Do you mind if I write that you are missing your pancreas?
That is so random.

I bet when I see you in Vegas in four months people will have asked you about your missing pancreas.
OK.

My lies will come back to haunt you. Short, overweight, one-legged unicyclists the world over will champion you.
No, no, no, no.