As any woman who has met him knows, Manuel Ferrara is a powerfully handsome and charming man. He is also gracious, admitting that he has borrowed these attributes from me. In "Raw 9," we are treated to a scene in which he and the beautiful Isis Taylor charm the pants off each other.
Unlike many POV movies whose strength is their awkwardness, Ferrara's "Raw" allows itself to be self-effacing because Ferrara himself is so confident.
He is in a hotel overlooking Universal City in Los Angeles, aiming his camera down at the Vivid offices, when Taylor knocks on his door. They haven't had sex in a few years. In fact, Taylor says, she hasn't had sex with anyone in more than a month.
Ferrara blushes.
"Look at your cheeks!" Taylor says. "You're like a schoolboy."
Then they talk about how the Valley is too hot in the summer, how much less expensive Model Mayhem girls are to shoot than porn girls, and how women like accents.
"I'll admit something," Ferrara says. "I'm not French at all; I'm from Ohio."
"That's why I saw you in the audience at my show in Cleveland wearing a Buckeye sweatshirt," Taylor says.
Tell me, Fleshbot Readers, do you need a pool cleaner or pizza delivery guy now? This is all the repartee we require.
It's an overcast afternoon in a nice, clean hotel room, these two amicable colleagues haven't seen each other in a while, and she is dressed—as she must define to Ferrara—"skimpy."
Then they fuck, and we're happy for them (though, depending on the team you're on, you'd probably be happiest if you got to tap one of the partners out).
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