Just before they became extinct I went to see porn flick in some scummy theater in Times Square with my then boyfriend. (He was boyfriend #2 *and* my second boyfriend, but thought he was my first LOL My first boyfriend thought he was my only.) It was dark, smelly, smoke-filled room with single guys sitting far away from each other. We heard squishing sounds and watched a some chick dressed like a stripper go from row to row asking guys if they were "looking for a date". Hair pussy isn't meant to be shown on the big screen ;-(
I wonder what your father did for porn? It couldn't have been just the songs and a set of novelty screwdrivers!