When we hired Lux Alptraum as a Nerve.com intern (back in the day), we don't think we even realized she had her own altporn site at the time, That Strange Girl--the first, she says, to include both male and female models (including herself). We were just impressed by the fact that she'd worked with the Buffalo Red Cross as an HIV/AIDS peer educator as a teen. (Just to be clear: she was a peer sex educator at 14; her role as alternative porn star and producer came after her 18th birthday.) These days, at 25, she's a contributor to Gawker Media's Fleshbot, and last summer she launched Boinkology (with Richard Blakeley), one of our favorite fellow sex blogs. She pens most of the posts and stars in all of Boink's on-camera musings, fully-clothed this time 'round. Her writing can also be found in Best Sex Writing 2008, as well as Good magazine. Below, we talk with Lux about privacy, nottie Paris Hilton, and male nipples as untapped pleasure centers.  

I firmly believe that anyone making money off of porn should damn well be in porn themselves--while I was running my site, asking models to do something I wasn't willing to do myself seemed really exploitative. These days, I don't get naked online anymore--I shot my last porno set about three and a half years ago.  I'm not going to say that I'll never do it again--I never say never--but right now, I'm really enjoying my privacy.  Oh, and it's a lot easier to get people to take you seriously when you keep your clothes on (sad but true!).

I used to say that I'd rather have bad sex than no sex, but these days, it's the reverse.  Maybe I'm just getting old, but bad sex just seems like way too much effort for way too little pay off. But then, I'm also a snob about my pizza, too.

Being a sex writer and educator has made me more comfortable talking about sex, more knowledgeable about sex and sexuality, and more open to experimentation--all things that make for better, hotter sex. Granted, my job has also made a lot of people view me as a novelty, or the kind of girl you can fuck but not date--but given that I

wouldn't want to date those people anyway, it's not much of a loss.

Butt sex, 2am, Central Park.  I ended up losing my glasses in the heat of passion--if you're going to have sex in the park at night, bring a flashlight!

I was going to say "the brain," but since that's the standard answer, it can't really be that underrated.  I'm going to have to go with men's nipples--no one seems to remember that you don't have to have breasts to like a little nipple action.

Anything from "Secretary."  If that actually had sex in it, it would be my favorite porn ever.

The Curve, hands down.  I recently reviewed it for Fleshbot, and was shocked by how much I liked it.  Plus, since it's a dildo, I wouldn't have to worry about looking for outlets (or spare batteries) on a desert island.

Be open and honest about your needs and desires.  If your partner can't handle who you are, you probably just aren't right for each other (though it's generally a good idea to get to know each other before bringing out the big guns, like, say, adult babies or fantasy rape.).

Can I say Heath Ledger?  Too soon? Maybe one of the Wright brothers: we could become founding members of the Mile High Club.

I will never understand what anyone sees in Paris Hilton. Seriously, now.

Love, sex, money, fame, chocolate, Facebook.