When I hit up Foster about doing a massage scene, he replied with a not-very-convincing, "I'll think about it." After a couple weeks had gone by and no word, I figured he was going to pass on it. Imagine my surprise when a text popped up asking when we could set it up. And then came the next bit of news: he had shaved his pubes. So another couple weeks were going to pass before the big day would come. Foster had never gotten a happy-ending before, let alone done anything with a guy. There was a real chance that he would change his mind. But a friend who he'd told about getting into porn told him to go for it.