She walks right up to Jenna, compliments her and chats her up before Ms.
Jameson's security detail shoos her away (security is so tight in fact, that I
am not allowed in the booth at all).
Michelle is named one of the four finalists, and thirty minutes of photo ops
ensue. From there, she heads to the Sin City booth, where she'll sign
autographs for fans.
"I never expected that in the first months of my career, I'd be signing at AEE
for one of the biggest companies," she tells me. But that's the extent of her
awe.
When I ask her if she is overwhelmed by all of it, she says she loves the
attention. She's got a big smile on her face and within an hour, she has
collected a pile of small gifts-pieces of candy, cards, a box wrapped with a
bow.
My search for a newbie has failed in some ways since nothing seems to faze this
down-to-earth, articulate, and remarkably self-possessed teenager. Well, maybe
one thing. She does find her work challenging: "Sometimes I am with guys whose
dicks are thicker than my wrist. But it's amazing what you can fit in there!"
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