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The Brilliance of Bob Guccione (jr.)
by holy joe
Gear, Jan/Feb 1999. US: $2.99. Canada: $3.50. Full color, oversized,
many pages. Gear, 450 West 15th Street, New York, NY 10011. Subscribe:
1-800-829-9153. No web site listed.
Review: I went over to Perply�s apartment today. As he opened the
door for me he said, �You learn a lot when you look at little girls.�
�Perply!� I said. �Why isn�t your T.V. on? Important things are
happening. There�s the Presidential Impeachment, and Gulf War Part 2.
What are you doing thinking about little girls?�
�I can�t help it,� he said. �They teach me a lot. For instance, take
what happened to me today. I made my monthly trip out of my apartment.�
�That�s good,� I said. �Where did you go?�
�Where I always go,� Perply said. �To the grocery store. And an
amazing thing happened. Before I even got into the store, as I was just
walking in, I saw a little girl!!!�
�Congratulations,� I said.
�God, she was so beautiful!� Perply declared. �She was about 10-
years-old. Even though it�s winter, all she had on was jeans, and a short
little t-shirt. Her t-shirt was a crop top. It showed off her belly. Ah,
how delicious it was to see her small belly, and her navel, peeking out
from under the hem of her shirt!�
�Did she have any bosoms?� I asked.
�Just small ones. Pert bosoms, that were just starting to grow. She
didn�t have a bra on,� Perply said.
I felt a trembling in my loins. I did my best to suppress it. God
forbid I should think of anything other than used women with saggy tits!
�I followed her down one of the grocery store aisles,� Perply
continued. �Mmmm, what a slender waist she had! It was so slim. You
could have put your hands on her waist and broken her in half. Even I could
have broken her in half, and I�m just a nerd. Below her waist, her hips
flared out in a delicate curve. And of course she had long legs. What a
delight she was!�
�I�m glad you enjoy going to the grocery store,� I said.
�Well, sorry,� Perply told me. �I don�t mean to take up your whole
issue talking about a 10-year-old girl.�
�That�s okay,� I said. �So, anyway, what did she teach you?�
�She taught me about Bob Guccione Jr.,� Perply said.
�Really?� I asked.
�Yes,� Perply said. �You see, I followed her to the aisle where the
magazines are kept. They have all sorts of magazines there. Ladies�
magazines, gardening magazines, food magazines, seasonal magazines, you
name it.�
�They don�t sell Hustler,� I said.
�Aha! Right you are!� Perply said. �There are NO men�s magazines at
the grocery store, because all the men�s magazines, like Playboy and
Hustler, contain nudity!�
�Yep,� I said.
�But as I was standing there, in front of all those ladies� magazines,
pretending to look at them but really looking at the 10-year-old girl,
guess what I saw?� Perply asked.
�What?� I said.
�A luscious blonde, wearing a black bra, with messy hair, like a 10-
year-old girl!�
�Wow,� I said. �I�ll have to shop there.�
�She wasn�t a customer,� Perply said. �She was a woman on the
cover of a magazine. Specifically, Gear, Bob Guccione Jr.�s magazine. So
you see? He�s brilliant. There are no men�s magazines at the grocery
store. There haven�t ever been any, as far as I can remember. But now
there�s HIS, and it�s allowed to be sold, because it contains no nudity!�
�Wow,� I said.
�You see,� Perply said. �Bob�s is the only men�s magazine that
contains no nudity. All the others contain nudity. Playboy, Penthouse,
Hustler, Club, Mayfair, all of those men�s magazines contain nudity, so
ordinary stores, like the grocery, can�t sell them. But Bob�s Gear magazine
has no nudity in it. So the grocery can sell it. Bob�s found a niche, and
filled it. He may have no nudity in his magazine, but he also has no
competition. His is the only true men�s magazine at the grocery store.�
�Gosh,� I said. �Perply, we should start a men�s magazine, have no
nudity in it, and then we can get it distributed everywhere-- grocery
stores, drugstores, all the places that Playboy and Hustler aren�t allowed
to be, because they contain nudity!�
�Right!� Perply said. �But in our case I�d want it to feature little
girls, since I don�t give a hoot about women.�
Since talking with Perply, I�ve had a look at the new Gear, at the
grocery store. It�s okay. It�s like Perply said: it contains women,
photographed from a male perspective, but alas there are no little girls in
it. However, on page 47, there is a luscious photo of a young woman, a
model, holding a teddy bear! It�s a great photo-- the bear is relatively
large, making the model look like a little girl!
I really liked this photo. In fact, it�s the reason I bought the
magazine. The model, in addition to clutching her teddy bear, is wearing
long stockings. Immediately I was reminded of Brooke Shields,
photographed at age 10, wearing long peppermint-striped stockings. (As
seen in �the Brooke Book�, printed in 1978!)
In addition to her long stockings and her teddy bear, the model is
wearing panties. They aren�t especially skimpy. In fact, they�re just
about the size of a pair of diapers!
The model is wearing high heels. But they are extra big heels, as if
she�s a little girl playing dress-up in her mother�s shoes. Otherwise the
model is naked. Her hair is pinned up, loosely, as if for a bath. In the
background you see a bath tub, as well as a potty. (Um, I mean, a toilet!)
There are several folded towels placed on the tub�s rim. The model is
glancing back, over her shoulder, and one gets the impression that she�s
been escorted into the bathroom because it�s time for her bath.
There is a more parlous interpretation of this photo, however. The
bath tub has a shower curtain rod above it. The rod encircles the entire
tub. Hanging loosely, on one side of the tub, is a white shower curtain. Is
the tub really a tub, or a curtained-off medical exam area? Is the model
to be bathed, or to be operated upon? Is she to be (perish the thought)
inseminated?
Like I said, this is a great photo, filling one�s mind with
unbelievable fantasies!
There is an excellent article accompanying the photo. It�s titled, �A
History of the Supermodel.� (Page 46.)
My hat is off to Bob Guccione Jr. I thought I�d never even look at
Gear again, since it contains no nudity, but how wrong I was! However, in
order for me to buy every issue, they�ll all have to contain beautiful young
models. For instance, this issue of Gear has such articles as �The
Teletubbies are Evil,� by Bret Easton Ellis, and �Inside the Yakuza,� by
William T. Vollmann. These may be fine articles but I just don�t have time
for them. For me to actually buy Gear, it will have to contain luscious,
young, beautiful models. (Preferably ones holding teddy bears!)
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Issue No. 415
Naughty Naked Dreamgirls in
Passion�s Playpen
Chapter Ten
Awkwardly both boys stood in the doorway for a moment. Then,
putting their hands on the waistbands of their shorts, they shoved them
down their thighs. Kate squealed as she observed a very big penis spring
out of each boy�s underpants. Gilda herself gasped as she caught sight of
the young men�s organs. For a moment she wanted to spring from the bed
and grab them and fuck herself with them, but she steeled herself against
this wish and chose instead to follow Ben�s original plan. Ben was in
charge, after all. But for him there would be no Point. She licked her lips
and watched as the boys untangled their legs from their shorts. They left
them lying on the rug; typical boys.
�Bring in the tub for Kate,� Gilda told the boys. The maid should
have filled it by now. It�s in the kitchen.� The young men looked at her,
buck naked and hard as hornets. Their stingers were ready for action.
Gilda pitied them, but she wished to do just as Ben ordered. And the boys
should be taught some manners, anyhow. �Just because I let you walk
around with your penises showing doesn�t mean we can fuck,� Gilda said.
�Fucking is a reward that comes...� she paused, suppressed a laugh. �...To
young men who perform well for me. Fetch the tub, boys!� She had
brought in a riding crop for Kate, if it should be needed, and now she
picked it up from where she�d dropped it at the end of the bed and
brandished it. Both boys leapt from the doorway and she heard them
traipsing down the hall looking for the kitchen. A maid called out to them,
a suitably fat old woman whom they�d have no temptation to fuck, and
soon they returned with Kate�s bath.
It was a big old tub that was sometimes used for washing
vegetables. It was full of water and quite heavy. The boys carried it
between themselves, laughing a little at their predicament, for the water
was boiling hot and the steam from the water rose up, caressing their
dicks which were hard and stuck out over the sloshing surface.
�Hey! Don�t spill it on me!� one boy cried as water splashed over the
side of the tub and struck his thigh just below his dandling balls. �Go
slower.�
�Sure, whatever,� the other boy answered. He seemed to think that
as soon as they brought in the tub they�d get to fuck.
�Down, boys. Put it down next to the bed,� Gilda instructed them.
She kept her riding crop at the ready and, watching as the boys lowered
the tub, seeing the excitement of their cocks, she slashed the nearest boy,
the one in a hurry, across his bare ass.
�Yeeeow!� the boy shouted. He cast his hands back behind himself
and rubbed his seat.
Kate�s bottom clenched involuntarily as she heard the slap of the
crop. She gasped as she felt how sore her bottom was. She shivered and
tried hard to remember not to squeeze her cheeks together.
�I expect both of you to do your duties in accord with both the spirit
and the letter of my commands,� Gilda told the young men. �Don�t think
for a moment you can get away with anything here. Now go stand against
the wall and wait for more instructions. You are to SERVE, gentlemen.
You are with a Lady now, not just little Kate here.�
�Yes, ma�am,� both boys answered. They went to the wall and stood
facing into it. Gilda laughed.
�Turn around. I didn�t say you were naughty! Just a little
uncompliant. You may watch Kate having her bath, just don�t rub
yourselves. I expect you to be nice and hard all day as you do your chores.
Then, after supper, I�ll decide what reward you should both get for your
service. OR what punishment,� she added, as an afterthought. Perhaps in
standing so quickly in the posture of scolded little boys, facing in to the
wall, they really wanted to be punished. She would have to figure that out
by nightfall. Both young men turned around and, eyeing each other�s cocks,
as if wondering if they could rub each other if they couldn�t rub
themselves, they waited for further orders. Gilda sat admiring them for a
moment. As she did so she openly stroked her cunt lips. The boys watched
widemouthed. Their hips began moving in and out, offering their cocks to
her. Their hands rubbed their legs absently. They were desperate to be
allowed the play with themselves as she was.
�Remember, boys, no masturbating,� Gilda said finally. She took her
fingers from her cunt and wiped them in Kate�s hair. Then, taking a big
handful of Kate�s hair, she urged the girl up into a sitting position on the
bed.
�Ooooch! My bottom hurts!� Kate squawked as she was made to sit
on the bed.
�Yes, dear. I know it does,� Gilda answered. She hugged Kate and
pecked her face with a kiss and then rose up and walked to the night table.
There was a bottle of Mr. Bubble sitting next to the lamp on the night table
and she squirted some of the fluid from the bottle into Kate�s tub. Kate
looked at the hot steaming water and, standing up, she passed her hands
glidingly over her bottom. She didn�t quite touch it but at the same time
she seemed to desire to protect it somehow.
HOT OFF THE PRESS
by holy joe
Women�s Sports and Fitness, Jan/Feb 1999. US: $2.50. Canada: $2.75.
Foreign: $2.75. Women�s Sports and Fitness, P.O. Box 50033, Boulder, CO
80322. Subscribe: 1-800-274-0084. No web site listed.
Tom Wolfe says in his latest book, �A Man in Full,� that this
woman�s look is now popular: �Boys with breasts�. He maintains that, in
the 1990�s, the female appearance that is most coveted is for a woman to
look like a boy who�s grown breasts. However, Tom is wrong in this
matter.
Allow me to prove my point. Go to the grocery store. Find the
magazine, Women�s Sports and Fitness. On the cover of this magazine you
see a lovely young woman. Beside her are these words: �The New Body
Ideal.�
You could, indeed, describe the young woman as Tom would, as �a boy
with breasts�. However, look closely at her photo. She has slim thighs.
She has a flat belly. She has narrow hips. She has an even narrower
waist. She does indeed have big bosoms, but does she really look like a
boy with breasts?
In fact, the woman on the cover of Women�s Sports and Fitness looks
like a pre-pubescent girl with breasts. Consider this: little girls, except
when they are very young, have a slight, delicate flare to their hips. Their
hips are noticeably wider than their waist, which isn�t true for boys.
Also, little girls often have wonderfully flat bellies. And slim legs are a
trademark of little girls.
So Tom Wolfe is really �covering up� for America. What American
men really covet are little girls. But Tom, being a popular author, can�t
say that. So instead he says American men want �boys with breasts�.
Barely Legal, January 1999, $6.99. Full color, many pages.
http://www.barelylegal.com
Review: What a great issue this is! Get a load of this cover: �15
ripe flirts primed for new year�s popping.� �Cherry made a mess in her
panties-- �I�m not a baby anymore�.�
Best of all, perhaps, is the video review section. Other magazines
use penises or popcorn to rate their favorite videos. But guess what
Barely Legal uses? A pacifier rating ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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AND IN THE END...
�...Nor are young children sexually innocent. They whisper garbled
versions of the facts of life to each other; they play doctors and nurses
-- you show me yours and I�ll show you mine. All children do. ...They
choose to do those secret, tingly things.�
- The Economist, December 5, 1998, pg. 103.
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-END OF 415 EMISSION
�Many upright citizens love tabloid tales of child molestation.�
- The Economist, December 5, 1998, pg. 104.
(Why take my word for this? Ask for The Economist at your school
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