Demi Marx

I guess you could say that I had a bit of a crazy childhood. My first day of Kindergarten I was sent home in the middle of the day for singing "Welcome to the Jungle"by Guns-N-Roses. Apparently not all parents of 6 year old children we're rocking out to Heavy Metal Music at 3:00am every night. Ha! By 8th grade, I was getting suspended from school and I was even kicked off the cheerleading squad for smoking in the girls bathroom. In High school I discovered my special appetite for sex. By my sophomore year my mom had enough of my misfit ways, and I found myself in an all-girl catholic school near Corpus Christi, TX. Housed with 78 other troubled girls from all over the country, I spent 2 torturous years memorizing scripture, singing in the choir, and living by very strict Catholic rules which included "No TV, No Radio and No un-necessary talking. Ugh! Then a month before my 18th birthday, I was told I was being sent home due to a family emergency. As soon as I got off of the plane in San Francisco, I was told that my father had been murdered. I was only back home for a little over a month before I decided that living with my mother wasn't going to work out. So... I started stripping at private bachelor parties for money to make my own way in the world. Once I saved a little money, I decided to move to Los Angeles. Once there, I applied to a fashion design school so I could use their student housing as a place to live. I also took a job stripping at the [Spearmint Rhino] club. Six months later, I was kicked out of the student housing and I ended up moving in with one of the other dancers from work. I was also trying to hold down a retail clerk job at the HUSTLER store in Hollywood CA. while still trying to complete my fashion design courses. Eventually, I found it difficult to maintain two jobs and school at the same time, so I dropped out of the fashion design school. While dancing I met another girl who was doing some video work for extra cash. By this time my brand new car had been impounded, I was just about broke and in hotels. "Kaitlyn" introduced to me to her friend "Joe". "Joe" had an amazing high rise apartment across the street from the Santa Monica Pier. He told me that if I would mess around with "kaitlyn" on his internet site he would pay me some pretty good money. All I remember was a complete high from the girl girl scene. I loved it! "Joe" was equally impressed with my looks, my first scene, and shot my pictures and number over to the owners of L.A. Direct Models. The next day the owner of L.A. Direct picked me up in Huntington, put me up in an apartment, and 30 days later I had 15 hardcore movie titles ranging from solo to anal scenes and 30 grand in the bank with a Hustler layout on the shelves. Demi Marx was born and I had finally found a way to channel all my chaos, love for sex, and life in the fast lane... Biography Courtesy www.demimarx.com