Amy Daly Translesbian!

I thought Amy Daly was outstanding in an acting role in Nica Noelle's later TS drama "Forbidden Secrets", but was ill-served by this earlier showcase. Blame falls on the shoulders of one "Buddy Wood", a bottom-feeding pornographer making hay with TS talent.

The vignettes feature Amy masturbating or hooking up with fellow (I choose that word advisedly) trans-females. There is very little (anal) intercourse included, mostly hand and mouth stimulation.

Shoddy production has the voice of the director frequently heard on the soundtrack, a sloppy touch I find quaint in circa 1970 porn or even on the Charlie Rose morning CBS news program, but sign here of amateurism. Wood also includes footage with zero quality control, as often there is the endless build-up to a money shot, and then it never occurs. That's a problem of XXX production, and why stunt cocks and fluffers get employment, but he doesn't care about his work and assumes the viewer won't care either.

Weirdest moment comes in the opening sequence. Daly is paired with Kimberly Kills, and they engage in anal intercourse with condom affixed. Early on we hear the director shout: "Let's get you sucking on that". Later Kills gets four fingers up her ass and a mystery hand (reminded me of Black Tooth in the old "Soupy Sales" TV show) engages in anal fisting of Kimberly, quite unexpected content that borders on censorable nowadays. Not to be outdone, Woods (whose hand it may have been) has all three participants, Kills, Amy and mystery man sticking fingers simultaneously in Kills' posterior. That's Entertainment!

Bee Armitage is also given a spotlight as a big-dicked blonde trans-female. Amy's stab at humor is lame here, as when she's playing Fish with Bee she asks her: "Do you have a cock, I mean a king?".

The audience be damned philosophy reaches its pinnacle in a sequence starring Hazel Tucker, in which they build-up to a sex scene, at which point Amy confides to the viewer that if you want to see what happens you can log into hazeltucker.com.

I found the threesome finale featuring Juliette Stray and Mandy Mitchell more annoying than invigorating, and the mindlessness rampant here is typified by ending the show with Juliette's improvised tag line: "Home is where the whore is". The sequel proved more interesting, though also amateurishly helmed by Wood. Lesson: be careful with whom you entrust your life story.