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An early release in Kelly Holland's regime at Penthouse Video, this title from the Variations label presents the familiar hook of a sexy femme late night deejay (played by Faith Leon) who listens to call-in stories of sex while we watch them enacted on screen. I much prefer recent Brit Porn versions of this format: "Erotica FM" and "Radio Erotica". Many Penthouse releases feature a hostess, generally a Penthouse Pet model, who teases the viewer by introducing scenes but never participating in any sex. Fortunately this time, Faith appears in the finale, humping Marcos Leon while wearing sexy fishnet stockings. Other highlights include Mia Smiles and Eva Angelina wearing masks at a Halloween party and an odd vignette herein Lexi Luv has car trouble and goes home with an old guy (Chris Charming, appearing under a pseudonym) to have sex at his home with his sons and then him.
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What did these silver screen sirens have in common, other than their classic good looks and talent? A naughty streak, of course.
Actress Elizabeth Taylor is shown on her arrival from Paris to London, June 10, 1950, in her room at the Savoy Hotel. (AP Photo)
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She was just a blue-eyed beauty with a sugar-sweet smile when she scored her first big role in “National Velvet” at the age of 12, but by 16 Liz was wowing viewers with her powerful sensuality. And as her roles got hotter, so did her off-screen romances. The bombshell had seven different husbands, two of whom were married when she came into the picture—one to Debbie Reynolds, her best friend.
She may be remembered as a rainbow-chasing sweetheart with the voice of an angel, but Judy was far less innocent off-screen. She developed an addiction to drugs and alcohol, dug herself into financial troubles and got divorced four times before tragically passing away at just 47 years old.
Though she’s possibly the most iconic sex symbol of all time, many of Marilyn’s roles made her out to be an oblivious, ditsy blonde. But Marilyn was no fool in real life—she broke the heart of New York Yankees great Joe DiMaggio and allegedly had steamy affairs before meeting her tragic demise.
When Ava entered showbiz and met future ex-husband Mickey Rooney, she was just a small-town girl with an innocent past (it was widely reported that she was a virgin on their wedding night). But she’s been quoted saying she “caught on very quickly,” and the evidence doesn’t lie—she went on to be the reason Frank Sinatra left his wife.
She may exude old Hollywood glamour, but Lana was known to kiss and tell—and often. She eloped with her first husband, bandleader Artie Shaw, on their first date when she was 19, and went on to marry seven more times after that.
Ingrid brought with her from Sweden her Nordic good looks and every man’s vision of the American Dream, but her dream marriage to dentist Peter Aron Lindstrom fell short when she cheated with her director, Roberto Rossellini, and found out she was pregnant with his son.
** FILE ** Glenn Ford and Rita Hayworth go see his latest film "The Courtship of Eddie's Father" in this March 6, 1963 file photo in the Hollywood section of Los Angeles. Ford, who played strong, thoughtful protagonists in films such as "The Blackboard Jungle," "Gilda" and "The Big Heat," died Wednesday, Aug. 30, 2006 police said. He was 90. (AP Photo)
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This pin-up girl’s looks alone gave countless soldiers motivation to make it home from World War II. But behind the scenes she had a tumultuous relationship with Columbia Pictures, married a man more than twice her age at just 18 years old (and went on to divorce him and four others), and struggled with alcoholism.
Though Sophia’s smoldering Italian genes and sexy wardrobe were enough to make men eat their hearts out, she had no choice but to, um, expose her true bad girl self when nude photos of her started popping up on 76 different adult sites across the Internet.
The ‘40s bombshell with the “million dollar legs”—yes, her stems were insured by her studio for that whopping amount—liked to pal around with fellow bad girl Marilyn Monroe and had a troubled marriage with swing band leader Henry Haag James, reportedly due to infidelity and alcoholism.
This femme fatale reportedly aspired to be an exotic dancer before she became an actress, but it’s her beliefs that really have sparked controversy—she wrote a book on the Islamification of France, was convicted for “inciting racial hatred” and publicly insulted 2008 Republican vice-presidential candidate Sarah Palin.
Natalie launched her acting career as an adorable tot in “Miracle on 34th Street” and went on to woo audiences with her pure talent and womanly charm in “Rebel Without a Cause” and “West Side Story,” but her adult life was plagued by troubled relationships and alcohol, until a boozy boat ride sealed her fate.
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I am in the middle of doing my back exercises and hubby gets the camera out - naughty man.
Considérée comme la plus ancienne chapelle de Crac'h, elle se détache des bords de la rivière presqu'à sa source, au lieu-dit Baie de Saint-Jean, dans le village de Kerjean. Une date s'inscrit sur un corbellet du chevet : 1586. Un banc mural fait le tour de l'édifice à l'extérieur. "C'est là que les hommes attendaient leurs femmes" dit une rumeur coquine. La porte Ouest est toute moulurée. La corniche s'appuie sur deux consoles sculptées d'un masque. Le toit s'appuie sur un carvet. Le clocheton pyramidal prolonge une corniche du pignon et s'ouvre en anse de panier. Sobre de lignes, c'est un bon témoin de l'architecture du XVIème siècle marquée par la Renaissance. (Crac'h -Histoire et patrimoine)
Considered to be the oldest chapel in Crac'h, it stands out from the banks of the river almost at its source, at a place called Baie de Saint-Jean, in the village of Kerjean. A date is inscribed on a corbel of the chevet: 1586. A wall bench runs around the outside of the building. A naughty rumour has it that "this is where men waited for their wives". The west door is fully moulded. The cornice is supported by two brackets sculpted with a mask. The roof is supported by a carvet. The pyramidal bell tower extends a cornice of the gable and opens in a basket handle. Sober in its lines, it is a good example of 16th century architecture marked by the Renaissance.
With it being hunting season, my husband gives me a bouquet every year of a some sort of flowers. It is a peace offering for the time he will spend away from home.
When he had gone to get them, the shop in which he always goes has a new owner. They are from out town, coming here from somewhere in a big city. Our back woods, small town customs were lost on them. The owner stopped my husband and asked why so many men were buying flowers this week. What had they all done that was so naughty? My husband laughed and explained to him that they were all going to camp for the week. The men knew they needed something beautiful to treat their wives so they could return home when the season was finished. Last thing they wanted is to come home and find their belongings in the yard. HAHA!
Hubby up-skirting me descending the stairs, naughty man! 😊
Ooh, my naughty hubby, he gets me to dress up as a cop and then ties my hands behind my back with my hand-cuffs to get his naughty way with me! I of course, loved every minute of it!! 😛😛
sue left exposed at butlins over 30 strangers seen her like this each night for 3 nights sue no idea as she passed them the next day
Hubby and I had been enjoying a bottle of red wine together and he was in a mischievous, playful mood so he set me a challenge! Seeing me dressed like I was which was really to get him excited he set me a challenge! He naughtily said that if I manage to go out downtown as a hooker, which I suppose I am, and manage to get at least one punter interested that when I return he would make made passionate love to me!
Lets just say I was well satisfied with hubby by the end of the evening! 😛😛
left sue like this with the door open for my nephew to see as he went the toilet
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Naughty girl...………..being sexy for my husband again and showing my panties over my pantyhose after my tight skirt has ridded up, he might think I want him...……….. 😛
“Sigh, Here goes it then, “he probably is still at that bar” …… I said with a slight hesitation, but with no whine in me voice ( for the record). I then promptly turned away and moved off , wading my way back inside…
I finally was able to make an approach up to the long scarred oaken bar, after weaving my way amongst the countless numbers of mingling guests, all dolled up for the evening. So I guess that is my excuse for not quite successfully keeping my focus on the task at hand that was inadvertently before to me..
Finally reaching me destination, I Ordered an old fashion (with rye ) and sat down next to him and said pleasantly.” how is it going Mate?”
He had been studying the dance floor, but at my greeting sighed and pulled himself away to look me up an down with a rather suspicious eye.
I met his gaze squarely, still smiling, avoiding the impulse to stare at the lit cigarette dangling from his lip. Being a pipe man meself ,I was a wee bit opinioned when it came to sloppy cigarettes smokers, especially those who left the bloody things dangle cheekily in their mouths at all times.
“Wotcher” he said, a bit snidely I thought, since I was just trying to be friendly.
“Do I know you Guv?” He quizzically added.
“ Sorry.” I admitted, “ Thought you looked like a bloke I knew up Manchester way.”
“Not from there am I , guv !” He stated rather dismissively.
I ploughed on… “Well, one can’t always be right, can one?”
“Just getting a drink” I continued,” I see yours is out, whatcha be having ?”
“Highball” he said smartly, and turned back away. For some reason I was not surprised at the blokes drink of choice.
He certainly was most interested in the goings on the ballroom dance floor! I caught the Keeps eye and indicated a refill was in order for my new found ‘mate’.
By then I had mine and I took a long, gloriously settling, sip. “That’s better” I sighed, a bit too deeply probably, but my new acquaintance, with full attention back on the ballroom dance floor, paid my comments no heed.
He hadn’t asked me name, which was fine by me, kept me from having to remember the one I would have had to ‘ave made up. Nor did I care to know this blokes name either, though I was harboring a pretty good guess that it would be a rather recognizable one, either mentioned from the telly or yeterday’s fish and chip wrappers.
But I could see I had lost the chaps attention….
“Pretty” I said following his gaze.
“What ‘s pretty ?!” he stated sharply, not diverting his watchful eyes.
I noticed that they were a bit shifty, his eyes, like a sly, watchful fox, and that they moved with a rapid constancy. Think a young Trevor Howard with Peter Lorre’s eyes, and you have the chap to a T!
“The dancers, mate” I said, “this lot is dressed rather elegantly tonight!.”
He peeled his eyes off the dancers twirling and swishing about, and turned slowly to me, a bit scornfully , “what did you expect guv, its full dress tonight, that’s why you and I have these uncle’s monkey suits on, taint it?”
“Indeed sir” , I said agreeably with what I hoped was a winningly sincere voice, though down deep, to meself, I felt this prig deserved anything but politeness. Still I carried on, trying to be friendly.
“That lass in the green is pretty” I remarked, nodding in a direction by the far corner of the floor to where a rather petite lady with black hair, prettily clad in a shiny bit of a green gown, black glasses owlishly perched on her nose, and displaying a rather nice little set of shimmering emeralds, was dancing with a bird like bloke wearin ,of all things, a scarlet red vest.
“Personally, I like the way her emerald jewelry sets off against her gown!”, I added whilst pointed her out…
He had gotten his drink, and I noticed he had quarter drained it in one gulp, and set it down without a kind word, like say, thank you..! He was on his way to a real bender if he kept up with that pace I thought, eyeing the two other, empty glasses, already collected at his elbow on the bar top!
He had gone back to his eyeing of the ballroom’s inhabitants, I could see his shifty eyes flitting about.
“Whasat” he finally said, “The gangly bird dancing with cock robin? Yah,I suppose so.” He snorted at his own remark.
Then looking at me for a long second, he continued on.. “Like her jewels do ya than mate?” he said not bothering to hide the snideness in his comment .. “ Meself, Guv, I notice more than a sweetie’s bloody jewels !” He again chuckled dryly at his presumed wit, I did not choose to join in..
“Occupational hazard I guess, noticing jewelery .” ,I admitted, choosing not to expound on my drinking partner’s opinion, “I own a small jewelry shoppe on the village green.” “Nothing much, but it pays one’s rent.”
“I guess than a gent like you would prattle on about jewels” “Is that what brings you alone here these evening?” “I aint seen you out dancing with anyone.” There was definitely insinuation behind his words, but, therin, laid a delicate path I dared not explore, lest my incipient plan blew up in my face.
I gave no reply, and after the observation was spoken, let him continue on in his dry, sniping tone that I was beginning to realize was his normal manner of speech!
“So you just want a bit of a peek at what you sell guv?” “ Me, I just like lookin at the whole bleedin package, iffin you get my drift !!”
And giving me a weaselly little grin, he nudged me with his elbow with a mirthless cackling laugh , then turned his attention raptly back onto the thronging occupants of the dance floor..
Spotting a possible opening, I delved into the breach. Sink or swim time.
“So what do you do when you are not attending these rather posh affairs?” I asked, trying to keep a wedge in our conversation. Even though the answer was pretty obvious from the blighters manner of dress, and baby smooth manicured fingers!
“Nuttin” he said through gritted teeth, never diverting his gaze to me, “Don’t hafta work like a regular Git, gets a small allowance from me father don’t I! Not much though, old parental gents are too cheap by half if you ask me, livin in the stone age where an extra few quids concerned!!” He literally spat out the last few words.
“Shame” I sympathetically pretended to agree , “but still”, and raisin my glass, said “cheers to being able to keep a roof over one’s head.”
We both drained our glasses in salute and I ordered another round.
After we were served, my new ‘friend’ , out of the side of his mouth since his eyes were glued back on the ballroom dancers stated wryly, “You like’n them emeralds? Guv ” , and I could see his eyes were again stuck on watching the lady elegantly wearing,( in me own humble opinion), the green satin offset with her brite glittering emeralds. “A bit too mousey for my taste”, He continued, “ole 4 eyes there, still, I wouldn’t say no to admire’in what she has under that shiny dress!” And he let out another little snort at his crude witticism.
Crude apparently being a trademark of all this Bloke’s remarks!
I choose to ignore his rather rude comment, and went on, trying to remain unruffled by my new friends rather blunt outlook on the fairer sex !
“I admire any gemstones that I can sell my dear sir.” I said causally, delicately, “ but there are other things that I will also allow to command my interest.”
“ Wjats you on about then?” He asked, reluctantly taking his eyes from the dance floor and placing his attention fully back onto me, as he looked me over like he had just now noticed I was there!.
I remembered thinking, yeah ya bleedin prig, two free drinks and not a thank you in sight. Picked a winner here, I did! But when I spoke, my words and manner of speech did not betray any of me thoughts.
“Well”, I admitted rather sheepishly, “In my line of work I come across many alerts from the constabulary about ladies who have had jewels come up missing, and asked to keep an open eye out.”
He looked suspiciously at me.. “The bobbies ask YOU about it?” he questioned.
“No” I admitted, “all jewelers receive the same circulars.” “But you see, the thing that peaks my curiosity at these events is to try and catch one in action!”
“Catch one what guv ?” he asked quizzically.
“Thief !“ I announced in a ‘everyone one knows’ tone of voice’,..
“You see lad, a good many circulars describe how ladies lose a bit of their jewelry at functions like these from time to time. It is assumed that the expensive pieces just had bad clasps, but me, I am not so sure that is the case, for it appears to happen far too frequently in these parts!”
“What else would it be guv?” He asked, his sluggish curiosity, finally, peaking !
“Well” I said, leaning in to him rather conspiratorially, “ I have come to a conclusion that there is a fraction of thieves out there that are able to lift jewels being worn by ladies, like these being worn here tonight, without being caught in the act! And I attend functions like these on the off chance to see if my thesis is correct.”
“Thesis?” my rather cheeky friend asked, not getting the drift. “
I sighed inwardly, thinkin entirely to me self that we will be here all evening if I
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