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myra & mary kay

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brie as Patty Duke

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Myra Gale Lewis

When a British reporter discovers Jerry Lee Lewis is married to his teenage cousin, Lewis is condemned as a child molester and a pervert by the public. Lewis learns he is about to become a father, as his 13-year-old wife tells him she has become pregnant.

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Recently in California, my Holly Mccall legs wearing Hillary Summers white open toe sandals with 4 inch heels up in the air;

anal dildo inserted in my pooper, panties pulled slightly down, dress all the way up to my neck –poor brie! Bra askew exposing nipple, garter belt, taupe nylons, sweating as it was humid, but not hot, wearing perfume, while my incubus has his way with me, causing me to shake all over ecstatically.

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Mary Kay Letourneau, one of the most memorable teachers to be sent to prison for the statuary rape of a student, seen here pregnant with the student’s second child.

Mary Kay Letourneau; born January 30, 1962,  is an American schoolteacher who was imprisoned from 1997 to 2004 for having sexual intercourse with her 13-year-old student, Vili Fualaau. She gave birth to two of Fualaau’s children while incarcerated. After her release from prison in 2004, Letourneau married Fualaau and took his name.

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Lauren Chapin

Born in Los Angeles, California is an American former child actress, most famouslyremembered for her role as youngest child “Kathy ” (nicknamed

“Kitten“) in the television show Father Knows Best. She is the author of Father Does Know Best—The Lauren Chapin Story

(1988). in her book lauren admitted to being slightly chubby, but she was cute as hell. any parent would be delighted to have a wonderful daughter like that. also, described in the book was lauren’s ordeal with drug addiction and forced prostitution — among other things. amazingly, she survived and moved on.

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Marilyn Chambers:


with Mike Ranger:

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Kayla Marie bobby-soxing:

unknown sissy-soxer:

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mommy Wanda:

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porn actress Shirley Dimples:


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brie as Shirley Temple:


“Real Magic”

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Speaking of “Tales of the Grotesque and Arabesque,” Philip  lived in a beach house at Capistrano Beach –back then the average Joe six-pack could live in a beach house in Southern California, though they were just renting. Later, they bought their own house in San Clemente, not on the beach.

 

Anyway, even though my father had shown me how the chess pieces moved years before, I had no idea how to play the game. So, Philip showed me. It was a painful though fascinating experience. I had to keep losing before I became a strong enough player to even challenge him.

 

Also, on his window sill he had a cute set of Edgar Allen Poe books, which he got cheap for helping out at an antique store. At school one day, when the power went out, he happened to be in my room on student business, and  offered to recite “The Raven” from memory. Consequently, I sent away to Captain Company back east for an Edgar Allen Poe record album: one side had a narrative of “The Pit and the Pendulum,” while the other side was “The Tell Tale Heart.” It only took about 6 months to arrive in the mail!

 

Amazing time with Philip in the beach house enjoying Poe and chess!

 

One day he was on the back of my bike as I was dropping him off near his house. He was so entertaining, that I didn’t want to stop the bike, and wanted to take him home with me, but he jumped off the bike–almost nothing could distract him from his impending accomplishments.

 

Even though Philip could have skipped grades, his parents held him back wanting him to be more like a normal person, but by high school they no longer saw any reason to hold him back. Just hanging around Philip boosted my vocabulary to the top percentile for my age, but I didn’t keep it up, when I moved back to LA, since I am somewhat of a sluggard.

 

Even though Philip was a grade ahead of me and a year older, he was actually smaller than I (I am an average size person). Philip being a scrawny person, though he was wiry from working out on the monkey bars. So, one day we were wrestling, though I was bigger, he was actually stronger, and he was on top of me pinning me down as two of the cutest girls

 

 

in school came by to observe. I thought this cannot be! A little runt like Phillip getting the better of me, while wrestling in front of two really cute girls, who were enjoying the spectacle. So, I struggled mightily trying to throw him off me, but it was futile as I’ve never had much upper body strength –just like a girl!
The girls really seemed to enjoy watching me being humiliated by the smaller but stronger Philip!

 

Once Philip and I went to the Los Angeles county fair in Pomona. I brought back a fake derby hat and a bamboo cane. Philip was one to utilize things. I was informed by him that I would be performing as Charlie Chaplin in front of the entire school! I would do almost anything for him. So, they painted a fake mustache on me and had a fake pie in the face made from shaving cream (whipped cream would have tasted better).

 

I’ll not bore you with the details, but my Chaplin was based on

Lucille Ball’s

 

 

Chaplin. Notice: I related better to women even back then.

 

For my thirteenth birthday Phil, Lynn (more about him later), Shaw, and myself were driven to Hollywood to see a movie. I wanted to see “Cleopatra” at the Pantages, but it was a dollar more than the other moves, times 4 with my friends. So, we were dropped off at some crummy run-down theater down the street to watch a lousy black and white movie (nothing against black & white movies–some of my favorites have been such!), after the movie we spent the night at my house.

 

When Philip advanced to the next grade, requiring that he attend another school, I was lost without him. As I exhibited bad behavior the principal offered to drive me home. He got excited, when he discovered that I was actually in another school district as the line went through Shore Cliff estates! Even though he was being a mean jerk, I do admire the slick way he got rid of me.

 

So, at the next school I met Lynn, who just loved the “Bye Bye Birdie” record album. As I was an introvert, Lynn was an extravert, which made us a good team. We were both in the Boy Scouts. Even though I started in the Boy Scouts in Los Angeles and continued in San Clemente, I never made it beyond tenderfoot –never earned any merit badges! (Throughout my entire life I’ve never been any good at getting promotions!)

 

Lynn got me a date with Cathy,

 

cathy

 

who was another incredibly cute girl. When we went to the picture show, Cathy would touch me and say “I wish you would reciprocate.” When she touched me, I would shake all over, which was my same reaction a few years earlier when I saw my divorced mom

 

 

on the floor with the lights on, and the radio blaring, while Geno was giving her the in & out!

 

Last time I saw Philip he was on television calling himself

 

Isaac

and arguing with Joe Pyne! Philip had gone to Berkeley, and as an honor student he was able to talk the faculty into allowing him to major in “Magic”! Philip had a University of California diploma with a major in Magic, including a facsimile of governor Ronald Reagan’s signature printed on it!

 

Philip to Joe Pyne: “ad hominem, ad hominem!”

angela and christina

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Angela Cartwright

(born September 9, 1952) is an English-born American actress primarily known for her roles in movies and television. Cartwright is best known as a child actress for her role as Brigitta Von Trapp in the film The Sound of Music, as Danny Williams’s (played by Danny Thomas) stepdaughter Linda in the 1950s TV series Make Room For Daddy

(a role she played from 1957 to 1964), and as John & Maureen Robinson’s (played by Guy Williams and June Lockhart) middle child, Penny, in the 1960s cult sci-fi U.S. television series Lost in Space.

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Christina Ricci (born in Santa Monica, California February 12, 1980) is an American actress. she  got her big screen debut in Mermaids

in 1990 as Cher’s younger daughter. The young actress made enough of an impression to land more work; later she appeared in the video of the film’s soundtrack “The Shoop Shoop Song”.

Ricci received recognition and praise as a child star for her performance as Wednesday Addams in The Addams Family (1991) and Addams Family Values (1993), and her role as Kat Harvey in Casper (1995). Ricci made a transition into more adult-oriented roles with The Ice Storm (1997), followed by an acclaimed performance in Buffalo 66 (1998) and then The Opposite of Sex (1998), for which she received a Golden Globe nomination for Best Actress. She continued her success with well-received performances in Sleepy Hollow (1999), Monster (2003) and Penelope (2006). In 2006, Ricci was nominated for an Emmy award for her role as a paramedic in the ABC drama Grey’s Anatomy.

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PATTY  DUKE:   From New York, appeared in the play “The Miracle Worker”, and later in the movie!
At the time youngest person to have a TV show

(brie as Patty and Cathy)

named for her. Last year of TV show moved to Los Angeles.
At her best in the amazing movie: “Valley  of the Dolls”!
Had an affair with Desi Arnez junior!!!!!!
Finally, ending up in Idaho married to a solider, whom she  met while filming a movie about a single mom joining the army — I’ve never seen this movie anywhere, but it sounds wonderful as she met her present husband, while making it.

SHIRLEY TEMPLE:

Best child actress of film ever!
Born: Santa Monica is a coastal city in western Los Angeles County.
“on the good ship lollipop”:

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bobby-soxer:

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further adventures of Janet Mason the PTA soccer mom!

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Women have it made.
While you are on your back, there is a dude beneath you with his stiffness up your pooper, another dude on top impregnating you, and another lover with his protuberance plunging in and out of your mouth gagging you, even though they have stripped off all your clothes, you still have your toenails polished, wrist watch, necklace, bracelet, ear rings bouncing, your wedding ring, and perfume, while being ravaged!

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tatum:


more bobby-soxing:

cute yellow outfit!



New Year’s in Tujunga

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brie wearing a poodle skirt with sissy socks such as found in this rare video:

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New Year’s in Tujunga

I was just 21 years old during my senior year in college, and it
was the early eve of New Year’s in Tujunga (Los Angeles county).
Larry (my cousin’s boy friend) suggested we stop at a dive bar for a beer, since it was legal for me to do so.I had longish hair back then, and as I was stuffing the pockets, of my JC Penny pressed corduroy big-buttoned coat, with the free peanuts still in the shells from the huge barrel, some inebriated old dude (“you do like older men?”) came up

to me declaring loudly “I love you!”, while tugging on my arm. So,

coyly I just sort of looked startled, but to this day I appreciate how wonderful he made me feel!

Previously, at the university the maid said I had the prettiest

hair (brown with a reddish tint, and

a natural flip) she had ever seen. Someone else sometimes used to call me “Miss Clairol.”

More previously, watching “the Joe Pyne show with Ozzie

Whiffletree” , which was on Metromedia television in only about half the cities, Ozzie says”my paintings are not

schlocky!”

and more previously,

At another time watching Mort Sahl also on Metromedia, Mort was talking about a book that von Braun (famous rocket scientist) had written entitled “I aim at the moon”, then Mort explained: “but he missed, and hit London.”

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At the checkout stand in the super market, “I suppose you are going to wear that!” referring to a hair ornament of the sort that might have been worn by Patty  Duke, said by either a very perceptive female, or more likely just a wise-ass chick.

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OCTOMOM!

“Nadya Denise Doud-Suleman (born Natalie Denise Suleman; July 11, 1975), known as Octomom

in the media, is an American woman who came to international attention when she gave birth to octuplets
in January 2009. The Suleman octuplets are only the second full set of octuplets to be born alive in the United States. One week after their birth, they surpassed the previous worldwide survival rate for a complete set of octuplets set by the Chukwu octuplets in 1998. The circumstances of their high order multiple birth have led to controversy in the field of assisted reproductive technology as well as an investigation by the Medical Board of California of the fertility specialist involved. Public reaction turned negative when it was discovered that the single mother already had six other young children and was unemployed and on public assistance programs. She denies ever having used public assistance. She conceived the octuplets and her six older children via in vitro fertilization (IVF).”

Pregnant woman who looks like the octomommy:


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from the octomom video, Vannah Sterling as the octomom:

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girls like Patty Duke

& Shirley Temple

wearing flat shoes such as Mary Janes and T-straps get noticed.*******************

Kandi Barbour wearing a tennis outfit:

& brie too!

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Melody Love wearing saddle shoes:


& brie:

janet Mason (PTA soccer mom!) goes glamorous:

market

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At long last! Proof of the existance of the Spike Jones Market on Foothill Blvd. in La Crescenta (Los Angeles county) for all you doubters out there!

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Recently, drove with my father in the rented Buick Lucerne, with the satellite radio, down the coast highway from Malibu. Good to know the ocean is still there! Took Sunset through Soviet Monica, Brentwood, where the governator (Arnold Schwartzenegger) drives around in his Bentley, bel air, Beverly hills. On the sunset strip got behind some hotshot driving a Ferrari convertible for a few blocks. Went south on Fairfax, east on Beverly, where CBS is located, south on Rampart, east on sixth street, then through skid row — about two blocks of guys in sleeping bags, and winos wondering around, then took Alameda going north. Finally, arrived at Phillipe’s, which is always at or near the top of the best places to eat in LA–certainly the cheapest–coffee 9 cents — good coffee too!!!!!

Going back to Agoura hills, just jumped the 101 at Alameda, and beat the traffic!!!!!

Speaking of Jones, here is brie as fictional book character Junie B. Jones:

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Here is a classic school girl look:

Her hair is basically a Patty Duke flip!

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Here is the amazing Hillary Summers! (looks like she is pouting!)

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brie goes to hollywood

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Even though I lived in los Angeles county (La Crescenta –not far from the “Spike Jones market”), we were considered a bunch of rubes and corn-pones by the hipsters and hucksters of Hollywood!

 

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Even more previously, back in high school I actually had some money, which was most unusual. So, early one Saturday morning I jumped on the bus to Glendale, then transferred to the Hollywood bus. I was looking to buy some coins!

 

Just after  I got off the bus in Hollywood,

a character looking very much like Oscar Levant the famous personality and piano player, was clutching a transistor radio to his ear and yelled out “Alexander’s Rag Time band!”

 

As it was too early for any coin stores (I assumed there would be at least one good one within walking distance from Hollywood & Vine) to be opened, I decided to go to the famous (in los Angeles anyway) Cherokee book store, where upstairs you could find Burt Blum the king of the comic books! It was early on Saturday morning and Burt seemed irritable, as if he knew I was only there to look and not to buy. So, I asked if he had any STI’s (Screen Thrills Illustrated). He responded that he had all the STI’s. I became excited and asked if I could see STI issue # 10,

which was not only the last issue, but the only one I had never seen as I had all the others myself. Burt said that it was locked in the cabinet with the good stuff, and he would only unlock the cabinet, if I wanted to buy it. So, disappointed I left. If I had been actor Billy Mumy (“Lost in Space”),  reported in the LA Times as being a customer of the Cherokee book shop, that cabinet would have come flying open!

(If I could have foretold the future, perhaps I would have picked up a collectable “Super Boy” comic in order to impress Ginger at the university some years in the future.)

 

Still kind of early for any coin stores to be open. So, I went into an old drug store, where, back then, it was common to have a sort of restaurant. This was before the current fast food industry almost completely took everything over. While eating a sweet roll, washed down with black coffee, I noticed that “Oscar” was in there talking to some gal, and that there was a display case containing coins! Since Oscar (or someone greatly resembling him—I was dying to ask, but I wasn’t a tourist, besides, he could easily deny his identity) was a well known hypochondriac, it actually made sense that he would own a drug store to save money on any medicine he would be taking. I inquired of Oscar about the coins.  The upshot of which was that I purchased a Mexican two peso gold coin.

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A would-be night club singer, Bobby Duke, claiming to be Patty Duke’s

cousin at night outside my window, underneath a sheet tapping on the glass, and going “boooo!” He and his buddy (side kick?) were both adults, but acting like kids. Hard to imagine them tag teaming mom. They were only around for  about a month. Guess night club singers have to keep moving.

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” You’re the most beautiful woman on XTube, especially your hair. You have the most beautiful hair.

Don’t go away. I’ll be back in a minute. “

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variously,

lovely catwoman costume!

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emy george milf

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kate wearing her blue sneakers

 

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sissy socks

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unkown european bobby-soxer

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um whatever shall i do with my pink maribou slippers?

oh! i know!

oh! dearest baby! you make mommy brie feel so good!

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The Lost Semester

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former math student brie

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Had to read a history book and write about it. Asked history teacher what to read: “how about von Hindenburg – the greatest German general!” (said with way too much enthusiasm.)

So, remember reading von Hindenburg in the bath tub, and at other times listening to the soundtrack from “Goldfinger” on the record player, while washing the dishes – no automatic dish washer, no color TV. Yes! We did have food stamps. Also, listening to “Sonny and Cher on the radio in my mom’s car, watching “Name of the Game” on TV, and bent seventies movies such as “Billy Jack” in the theatres.

(Later got into the university with a state scholarship. Not that I’m a brainiac, but they did cut me some slack because of my low income family.)

Anyway, in my immediate family no color TV until 1975!

Previous to that a 19 inch black & white zenith that kept making noises in the back, and consequently needed to be repaired about every two years. This is before the Japanese showed us how to make televisions that would last 10, 12, or even 15 years without repairs, then you would just throw them out, and buy a new one without incurring a repair bill. Someone’s father in high school actually made a living as a television repairman, driving around in a van with his name on it!

Now, where I used to live in Los Angeles county (La Crescenta) people pay $600K+ for houses that are essentially dumps.

Both the husband and wife must be making at least 6 figures each! Used to have working class people living there, now they must be yuppies, prison guards, or baby boomers, who bought back in the seventies, or inherited their houses (I know who some of you are!), which also would keep their property taxes down somewhat.

Anyway, during the lost semester in Glendale, I was able to squeeze into a pair of my mom’s sling-back shoes, even with her  really tiny shoe size, because the back strap had some stretch. Also would wear her button font dress, then going out on the back patio,

during the day, which was on an alley, to pleasure myself – never got caught either! This was done for kicks.


Walked miles to school listening to contentious Joe Pyne on the transistor radio “Take a walk!” Sometimes stopped at the best (only?) book store in Glendale, which had an amazing assortment of pulp magazines from the 1930’s – “Who is Doc Savage?”

I’ll have to see the old abode. Last time in Southern California, I couldn’t find it, but I sent for a high school transcript,

which has the address on it. I suspect the old place, near the unemployment office and the donut stand, has been bulldozed, and something else has replaced it. Back then you actually had to go down to the unemployment office every two weeks, I think it was, to pick up your check. No mailing or by now I suspect they have direct deposit.

According to the high school transcript, I was still bored with mathematics, but next year back in La Crescenta I was amazed that in Algebra, if you correctly followed the procedures, then the correct answer resulted!

As I am writing this the world’s best mathematician is living in St. Petersburg, Russia, and is unemployed, living in an apartment with his mother, after having done research proving the Poincare conjecture. Can’t tell anymore, since I never did any graduate work. He (Perelman) apparently can go to Massachusetts anytime to pick up one million dollars for his proof. He really should grab the money even though last I heard he disdains the award. Perhaps he will change his mind—I would.

The mythical summer

(The analog days before personal computers and the internet)

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I was living at the twin palms (actually had two palm trees in front) apartment on Hazletine ave in Van Nuys (Los Angeles). Had a temporary summer job, before my senior year at the university –no summer quarters back then, at a hinge factory, also in Van Nuys. The job consisted of taking the two parts of the hinge, putting them together, placing a pin in each end, and pounding the whole device together with a hammer all at once, then throwing the completed hinge into a box, repeating the entire process until either a scheduled break, lunch, or quitting time. Not too bad of a job because you got to sit at a table, while doing this. They hired a character, who said he was dishonorably discharged from the Navy for slugging an officer–something like that. Anyway this character claimed to be making “skin  flicks” (porno films) for his real job. One day an attractive female walked by, and he told us in obscene detail what he would like to do to her, and flirted with her every time she passed by the table. He didn’t last very long. I think he was fired for drinking booze out in the parking lot during lunch. Don’t know if he ever became famous in the porn industry. In the early days many of the porno stars came from New York to work in Los Angeles.

Back then what they were doing was technically illegal. So very often they liked to film in either Frisco, or Marin county to prevent the LAPD  vice squad from barging in on them.

During that summer I went with my cousin and her boyfriend to Oregon.

We were supposed to stay two weeks, but my cousin’s boyfriend got restless and was allergic to the cats.

So, we went back to LA after only a few days. Really, enjoyed myself in Oregon. The people we were staying with had moved up there from Los Angeles, and were living on welfare. They would get “commodities” such as cheese and beans. This was before Oregon went to food stamps.

Bertrand Russell’s “In Praise of Idleness” comes to mind.

Oh! One day at the temporary employment agency on Van Nuys blvd, they gave me 10 dollars to go across the street to the Bob’s Big Boy restaurant to buy donuts for the guys.

At Bob’s I purchased the donuts, and the waitress gave change for a 20 instead of for a 10.

So, I made 10 buck$ that day and had some donuts–one of my better days!

At the apartment, upstairs lived an older couple. Marge

was at least 50 years old.

Sometimes I could hear them making love. As they were doing it, Marge would sing. How very lovely, and it really turned me on, while i was wearing girlie clothes (some women’s sneakers from the Thrifty drug store, plus some stuff I had swiped from either my cousin or mom) getting off.


That summer Ginger

from the university sent me a letter. I wrote her back telling her that she should visit, and we could use the swimming pool, but she lived in San Pedro, and had the entire Pacific ocean. Don’t think she kept the letter as I am just a hack writer. She did get me to read Betty Freidan’s “Feminine Mystique”, and was trying to fix me up with her roommate — the old story. Ginger, though no great beauty like Michele (recently realized that Michele greatly resembled porn actress Hillary Summers!), but was exceedingly cute, and liked to wear tennis shoes with a skirt –no socks.


During Christmas break of our senior year, this friend of mine was giving me a ride from the dorm back to La Crescenta in his Corvair, with the 8 track player (he liked Johnny Cash –lots of hillbillies in Los Angeles, especially back then), found out that I had recently turned 21, and suggested we stop at this nude bar in Van Nuys. So, we each had a beer, while the woman on the stage  was dancing. She wasn’t entirely nude as she wore some high heels. She kept getting in the  way of the 8 millimeter stag (porno) films that were being shown, while another patron was eating a hamburger for lunch adjacent to the stage, nearly under the almost nude dancing woman.

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20 year old porn actress Vanilla Simms showing how its done:


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christine woods wearing saddle shoes:


 

Magna

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college girl brie

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“you have legs like a girl!” (said by Billy and also by mom a few years later).

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Somewhere in the San Fernando valley, when not climbing over the backyard fence, where the incinerator (banned due to smog) for burning trash used to be, and walking through the wash (flood control channel) to the liquor store on Osborne ave. for a big hunk candy bar to be washed down with Borden’s chocolate drink (geeze! What crap I used to eat!), and perusing the magazines and comic books for Donald Duck or Mad magazine – this Screen Thrills Illustrated

looks interesting, I decided one day to go over (visit isn’t the appropriate word) to Magna’s house down the block on Bromwich street.

Magna was the cutest girl not only on the block, but in the entire school.

it appeared that no one was home, where she lived down the street. So I snuck into their house through the side door off the kitchen. I was both terrified at being found out, and excited finding Magna’s room, I grabbed her pillow case,

stuffing it with girlie panties and socks from her dresser, also shoes and a pretty dress from her closet! I didn’t take one of her dolls because i liked Magna and didn’t want to hurt her at all.

Later when Billy was staying overnight at our place, I put Magna’s clothes (my clothes now!) on.

Just squeezing into her lovely shoes after putting on the girly socks,with the dress and panties, causing Billy to react joyfully. cuddling and getting my panties pulled down, though neither one of us knew what we were doing. If I only had known the possibilities of baby oil, then I could have made Billy forget about Magna!

One day after school, I was lured to Rob’s house by Billy, whereupon they shoved me into the bathroom, while  Rob’s mother’s pink baby doll nightie was thrown inside with me, just before slamming the door shut. Rob’s mom was still at work and no one else was home. They exerted their weight against the door, declaring they would not let me out until I put on the slip, panties, and the woman’s shoes that just happened to be in there! Apprehensively, I complied.

Upon letting me out, none of us had a clue as to what should happen next. They both stared at me, and demanded that I sit on their laps just like a girl! Whereupon they caressed me affectionately. Soon they were satisfied, and I put my regular clothes back on before Rob’s mother came home.
Billy was always trying to get me to take off my clothes. I guess he was just practicing for when he could get women.

Another night a few years later, I was staying at Billy’s overnight. Even though we were amazingly quiet, his mom must have had her ear pressed against the wall. When Billy whispered for me to remove my clothes, and climb into bed with him, his mom immediately came storming through the door, thereby, busting us before anything could get started.


(TO BE CONTINUED)

the letter that never arrived

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(brie as girl reporter lois lane)

an envelope with these stamps:

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and containing this card:

also, containing this letter:

Dear Larry:

Thanking you for letting me use some items from your blog!

I am now reading Caryl Chessman’s “Cell 2455, Death Row.” What a wasted life!

Chessman seemed to prefer the Glendale area, though I guess his parent’s house was in Atwater, according to a photo in your blog.

Too bad chessman didn’t describe better some of the locations in his book.

My best blog entry, except for the stuff I got from you, was probably the entry on Margot Kidder’s

nervous breakdown period.

During that time her last known address was the Bell motel on Colorado Blvd.

Two years ago I went to the address, but the Bell motel was no longer there, since a new building was put up!

So, I only got a picture of the new building, but also on Google satellite I got a picture of the top of the old Bell motel –probably there when Tom Joad came through. Actually, Steinbeck was living in Eagle Rock (I might have got that information from your blog) during the great depression, swiping avocadoes from other people’s yards for his hamburgers.

Anyway, during my lost semester at Glendale high school, before moving to La Crescenta – not far from the Spike Jones market, I lived in a duplex really close to the unemployment office, which had a donut store next to it, near San Fernando Rd!   The unemployment office might have been in Burbank, but our old duplex unit was just inside the Glendale unified school district. Listening to Joe Pyne (“lady go haunt a house!”) on the transistor radio, while walking miles to school. My point is that the unemployment office, the donut store, and our old apartment, which was on an alley, were all gone two years ago, when I was looking around—how utterly disturbing! Remembering the Foothill freeway bulldozing Joe six-packs out of the way going through La Crescenta, while just missing the high school. Three high schools in the GUSD (not counting magnets–my junior high was made into a magnet – whatever those are) John Wayne went to Glendale, Richard Boone went to Hoover, but no one really famous or important ever went to Crescenta Valley!

Finally, when my mom was a girl, she lived in the same area as the Black Dahlia incident!

Most Respectfully yours,

Chatty brie

Most important Angelino ever: Mulhulland for sure

that never arrived.

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comment:

“Having your own blog is like having your own insane asylum.”

(Larry?!?!?!)