“1983 was my first year making adult films. Honestly, I was not a sexual person. I had never watched porn. I felt I was not very good. A friend brought over what was the first porn I ever saw: Inside Seka. This was a turning point. Her beauty, her presence, her strength — I wanted that. I wanted to feel that sexual power. The shy inexperienced girl I was bloomed into what I am today. Seka led the way. She made it okay to be aggressive and in charge, and believe me, I am so grateful for all she does and continues to do in the adult industry. A true legend. Love ya, Seka!
“Seka’s story will fire, inspire and maybe even spark your desire! An informative, titillating and hearty read to warm your bedroom on a cold night!”
“I was shocked and intrigued with the book. I found myself pitching my own tent while reading it. I strongly recommend this book, and also recommend for people to be reintroduced to her films, and truly understand why this incredible woman is an Adult Legend. To sum it up, Seka is a fan favorite and an industry icon. I’m privileged to call her my friend.”
“Seka is a fun, lively, professional, knowledgeable and cool human being. Her book is real, revealing, open, informative, engaging, candid, and wonderfully playful. In short, I really like it… and her! Congratulations to you, Seka, and kudos on your unparalleled career and all your hard work, determination, and skill.”
“While doing an impromptu interview at a gig in Scotland I was asked, ‘Who do you think are the three most beautiful women in the world?’ I don’t know why, but Seka suddenly popped into my mind. I explained how I used to sneak into my father’s dresser and watch her movies when I was growing up.
A friend of mine thought it was a hilarious answer and tracked down Seka to send her the interview. What was most unexpected was that Seka personally answered the email. What was also unexpected was that it was the beginning of a wonderful friendship. Seka is just as charming, witty, funny, and generous in real life as she was in her movies.
We are now living in an age of content oversaturation. There are so many new songs, new movies, and new artists and personalities every day, and consequently it has resulted in the public developing a short attention span. Seka was from an era where stars had longevity and we were able to become encapsulated with their personality and character. The true proof of her legacy is that she is still loved and adored by so many people to this day. The sheer mention of her name not only brings a smile to people’s faces but also brings back many feelings of a time when the adult industry had glamour, beauty, and sexiness. She was and still is the queen.”
Acknowledgements
I have had a lot of time to think about whom to thank for their part in helping me get my book to the point of being published. There are so many people to thank I really don’t know where to start, and I know I will leave some people out, so don’t take it personally, please. The list is so very long it would turn into a chapter, so I will leave it at that. You know who you are, and that I love you all very much.
First and foremost, I wish to thank Mr. Evan Ginzberg. Evan is one of the best people I have ever known. He is kind, sweet, and hardworking, and the most supportive person I have ever known. Evan embodies what a true friend really is. Evan, THANK YOU!
To some of my friends who have been with me along this journey:
Debbie Ippilotto, for always being my friend no matter what, and for making me start my Web site. Without her, I would not have a web page.
I would like to say thank you to my family and friends in Virginia who have always stood by me. Thanks to Negro Webb, Harvey and Mary Scott, and Sara and Meredith. All of my Chicago friends who were and still are a big part of my life and always will be. To my Kansas City friends Belenda Harrison, and Morgan and Jackie Fleming. They have been a wonderful support system for me.
To Michael Gross: what a friend. Words will never be able to express the thanks he deserves; so Michael, thank you from the bottom of my heart. I love you so very much.
A well-deserved shout-out to my literary agent, Linda Konner, as well as to Utherverse, Video-X-Pix, Alan Thicke, Bill Kinison, Bucky Barrett, Richard Jezewski, Laurie Holmes, Jill C. Nelson, Dave Attell, Jim Norton, Bobby Slayton, Bill Margold, Al Goldstein, Bryce Wagoner, VCX, Alana Evans, Jessica Bangkok, Christy Canyon, Dr. Susan Block, Kylie Ireland, Johnny Dare, George Marron, Ginger Lynn Allen, Jacqueline Yorke, Jeannine Smith, and all the people at BearManor Media: Ben Ohmart, Wes Britton, Sarah De Simone, John Teehan, Michelle Morgan and Sandy Grabman.
Kerry Zukus, what can I say? Thank you, my friend, for your understanding and hard work. You are one in a million, baby. Love ya, doll!
To all of my fans that span some thirty-odd years, the biggest thanks go to you. Without you I would not be who I am today. I care for and love you all. Thank you for your support.
Though this may sound silly, it isn’t to me. I must thank my pets (cats). First of all Miss Jake, who was with me for eighteen years. I love and miss her every day. Also to Maxwell Cooter G and Miss Tippy, who helped pull me through the last part of this journey.
Last but not least to my husband, Carl. I love you. Without you pushing, nagging, and bitching at me, I don’t think I would have gotten this book done. You are a pain in my ass that I always want to have around. Without you I am not complete. Love you, Puss.
Foreword by Jim Norton
If you suggested I read the autobiography of a woman who was from a small town, went to church, and was a virgin until her wedding night, I’d probably tell you to go fuck yourself because I have no interest in reading about Marie Osmond. It would never occur to me you might be referring to the woman who would become the most recognizable porn star on earth.
Long before Jenna Jameson, Sasha Grey, and Belladonna came on the scene (so to speak), it was Seka who motivated men to abandon the comforts of home for a seat in the back of a dark movie theater. Even the overwhelming smell of ammonia and the fear of being recognized didn’t stop guys from giving themselves Carpal Tunnel watching her do all the things their wives wouldn’t (or couldn’t) do. As you may remember, back in the seventies you really did have to leave the house to watch porn, which is a testament to how amazingly impressive it was to become a household name from being in adult films. Modern technology has caused us to forget that there was a time men had to stop for gas and look for parking before they could relax and jerk off.
Even the eighties required some work despite the availability of VCRs. I’ll never forget the first time I saw an adult film. I was eleven or twelve years old, at my best friend’s house across the street. His parents had a top-loading VCR in their bedroom, which is the equivalent today of having bell bottoms and a Korvettes credit card, but back then it was quite an impressive status symbol. We raided his father’s porn collection, which was hidden in a brown paper bag in the closet (arguably, the only worse hiding space would have been in the VCR itself). As we rifled through his dad’s fairly extensive collection, I was immediately drawn to a box cover featuring a platinum blonde with the most beautiful face and perfect, teardrop breasts I’d seen in my admittedly young, naïve suburban life. It read Swedish Erotica across the front and then I saw the name: Seka. If I’d have known the obsession that was about to be awakened, I’d have thrown that fucking tape back in the bag, ran back to my house and done Colorforms until my unimpressive boyish hard-on went away. But I didn’t throw it back in the bag. I opened the top of that glossy box and handed my friend the tape. The only sound was the clicking and whirring of the cassette settling in.