I went to lunch with the world’s most popular adult star, writes JANA HOCKING, and you won’t believe the grim fall out in the days afterwards

I don’t know if you heard, but I went to lunch with a porn star.

It was amazing.

It was entertaining, fascinating and somewhat frightening when she sent my brother a very challenging video. Shudder. But all in all a very good lunch.

But then something funny happened. I posted a photo of the two of us on Instagram during lunch and the male species went crazy.

Honestly, it was like telling a bunch of teenage girls that I was having lunch with Taylor Swift. Suddenly everyone wanted an invite… our lunch became the hottest ticket in town.

The messages, calls and DMs poured in.

A man I met at a party ten years ago offered to buy us lunch. I was asked by another, very distant friend if he could come and have a drink with us afterwards. I had a whole team of footy players (yes, you’d probably recognize their names) diving into my DMs to find out if there were any ‘saucy secrets’ from lunch that I could share with them.

No guys, this wasn’t lunch followed by an orgy. And for the record, Angela doesn’t drink, so no, you can’t buy us martinis. Gentleman.

“I was asked by a very distant friend if he could come and have a drink with us,” Jana said

“I had a man I met at a party ten years ago offer to buy us lunch,” Jana said.

From the messages pleading with me to let them know where we were and if they could pull over, I also noticed another interesting change in attitude over the next few days.

Blocks in my life started treating me differently. It was as if they thought I was about to enter the profession.

Over the next few days, men started asking the most bizarre questions and I had to delete quite a few messages under my Insta photo because every man wanted to know two things: 1. Have we hooked up? 2. Can I put them in touch with her?

Then a few guys I had been talking to started getting much more overbearing in their courtship tactics. Gone were the “Let’s go out to dinner” questions, and came the d*ck pictures and outright requests for sex.

I messaged a guy I was on a date with to congratulate him on his recent marathon and he wasted no time getting straight to the point.

Jana sent this man a congratulations after he completed a marathon. He then not-so-subtly hinted that he wanted to meet for sex

Spoiler alert: it was sex. A simple congratulatory message and then I was hit with sexts.

Then there was the guy who simply texted me saying, “Shall we?”

“Blasts in my life started treating me differently. It was as if they thought I was about to enter the profession,” Jana said

Again he alluded to sex.

But wait, I’m not done yet… another guy I had been on some lovely, innocent dates with immediately sent me an ad*ck photo! I didn’t ask for it, and we didn’t send each other sassy messages leading up to it. It was ‘just ta-da, here’s my penis’.

Please note that I have not slept with any of these guys yet.

The simple act of enjoying the company of an enterprising porn star/businesswoman boss had suddenly put me in a new light in the minds of guys and to be honest, it wasn’t necessarily something I enjoyed.

I spent the next few days resetting boundaries and expectations and wiping a few guys off my date list.

Thanks…next!

I got to experience what Angela puts up with on a daily basis and it’s basically a bunch of men acting like horny teenagers. The thirst was real.

The simple act of enjoying the company of an enterprising porn star/businesswoman (pictured) had suddenly put me in a new light in the minds of guys and to be honest, it wasn’t necessarily something I enjoyed

Sure, it’s great for the ego to know that you’re so highly desired, but it’s not a real desire. In the eyes of these men, you are an object designed for their gratification. There’s something shady about guys who assume you’re easy and just go straight for the raunch.

To be honest, I get enough of that by simply posting challenging secrets from my followers to my Instagram every Monday. There are always one or two buffoons writing rude posts, but this was next level.

The porn world is certainly an interesting place, and I tip my hat to the ladies who do it and stay sane. The crazy messages and interactions they have with fans on a daily basis are wild. It made my regular trolls look almost cute.

So please take me back to the courtship phase. The one where men remember their manners (and pants). It’s much less icky.