Words by Rain DeGrey

Skin Diamond is an exotic alien from another planet. It is the only logical explanation. She is stunningly beautiful to the point of actually looking unreal, and can easily transition from wanton completely undone sex demon to ultra high fashion modeling. A triple threat, she can sing, dance and direct. She also rather likes getting her drink on. A lot. For such a little slip of a thing, she could probably drink most people right under the table.

I first met Skin when we started dating the same guy. Sure, I was already aware of her, as her scorched earth take-no-prisoners scenes were spreading like wildfire across the internet and establishing her legendary reputation, but I didn't really get to know her well until we were sharing the same dick. My boyfriend met Skin on set, they really hit it off and in short order they were seeing each other.

I have been doing open relationships for years now, and they are the only type I am interested in. They make perfect sense to me and feel very natural. The upsides of open relationships are refusing to be poisoned by jealousy, a long leash of personal freedom and having teammates on your side. The downside is that sometimes someone will pee in your pajama drawer.

It was a few months after he had started dating Skin that my boyfriend called me up to inform me that I would need to come by his place and do some laundry.

"I do? Why exactly do I need to come over and do an emergency laundry load?" I asked. The answer I got was not what I was expecting.

"Errrr... well... your pajama drawer got pissed in last night and all of your pjs now have pee on them."

"I see. Interesting. Well I will be over later today to try and salvage my poor pissed-on pajamas." I was too amused to even be annoyed. Bless his heart, I hoped his whole bedroom reeked of pee.

Evidently Skin had decided to finish up her night with some vodka and then tumbled into bed to sleep the sleep of angels. Halfway though the night she woke up needing to pee and in her stupor she got my night stand confused with a toilet. Opening up my pj drawer she copped a squat and relieved herself of all that vodka.

She followed this up with trying to walk out the front door of the apartment complex at three in the morning. Naturally she was buck ass naked, as when you are as painfully hot as Skin, clothes are just an unnecessary encumbrance. My boyfriend headed her off at the pass before she got out the front door and steered her back to bed, but I can only imagine what the neighbors would have thought if she had been successful in making it outside.

Imagine one of the hottest porn stars on the planet stumbling by your front door in a stupor completely naked at three in the morning like a gift from the gods. THAT would be a night you would not be forgetting any time soon. Skin, on the other hand, remembered nothing about that particular night and doesn't consider peeing in my pajama drawer one of her prouder moments.

Oh well, such is life. It didn't occur to me until after I had done the laundry that I should have bagged it up and sold it. I am sure someone out there would be willing to pay good money for genuine porn star pee covered pjs, particularly if it was Skin Diamond pee.

Skin and the boyfriend drifted apart a few months later and I am no longer in touch with her, but whenever I catch a glimpse of her perfection onscreen, I am always secretly amused and can't help but think of my poor pajamas.

Rain DeGrey is a veteran performer with over eight years in the industry who is blessed with both an extremely open mind and a very twisted sense of humor. When she is not being a Professional Naked Person she keeps herself busy as a writer, educator, and performer. For more Rain DeGrey, go to raindegrey.com, raindegrey.net and @raindegrey on twitter.