Tuesday night I rented and viewed another porn flick, recommended by Josh at Videotique. This one was called Stud Farm. It had no pretense whatsoever of a story line, other than vaguely taking place on a horse ranch. “Just the sex, ma’am, nothing but the sex.” The most interesting part for me occurred toward the end, when a short, paunchy, furry, bald fellow interacted with the main stud. He made some sort of emotional connection with his partner, he, out of all the studs, was the one who enjoyed his sexing, moving easily between active and passive roles. read more »