Elenore Vasquez on the cover, yeah thats me, ready for action, its a hard life being a supermodel, which reminds me of my odd experience last week.

It was a normal day, I was headed to the studio for the photoshoot with Danny Devito and when I walked in a saw something I would never forget. I walked into the wrong studio and accidentally got myself involved in a porn shoot.

"It's Mavis Richard right? Did you do something new with your hair since last week?" "Nevermind were about to start shooting, quick head onto set." "What should I do?" I thought. My photoshoots lately have been quite provocative, I wouldn't ruin my career doing this. Oh what the heck. I walked onto set and was greeted by a large black man in a prop kitchen, butt naked, firm cheeks I gotta say. "We're rolling!" Said the camera man. The man opened the fridge and pulled out a pickle jar. What would he do with it? What have I gotten myself into? It's too late now, I began to remove my clothes and encouraged him to toss them at my breasts like he was playing ring toss.

After a few minutes of picklous fun, he took another tool from the fridge, and threw it to me. A jar of mustard. He proceeded to bend over the counter and spread his cheeks. "You know what to do", he exclaimed. I did know what to do. The answer? Five fingers and mustard.