Category Archives: PARIS

le Bains Douches Toujours Seule

A poem from a journal 1983. Ah, Paris.

Naked Fight A Paris 1985

On a Friday morning an Air France flight from Los Angeles landed on time at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris. Sharon and Amber exit from the 747 and proceeded through the terminal to pick up their luggage, four big bags packed with exotic clothing. Men and women stared at the two women dressed sexily, […]

Naked Fight A Paris 1985

On a Friday morning an Air France flight from Los Angeles landed on time at Charles de Gaulle Airport in Paris. Sharon and Amber exit from the 747 and proceeded through the terminal to pick up their luggage, four big bags packed with exotic clothing. Men and women stared at the two women dressed sexily, […]

A Curse on the White Man

Young men in the 1960s were constantly warned about the dangers of drugs, rock n roll, and sex. Sex not only led you to hell, but to Syphilis. We had no idea what Syphilis was, how you got it, and what you did once you had it other than horrific tales of doctors shoving an […]

Paris – Dawn – Rue Ile St. Louie – 1984

Thinking about Sharon Mitchell Tied to the wooden rafters On Rue Ile St. Louis 1984— Dawn creeping over the Paris rooftops You__naked You__legs apart You__your back red from the belt You__your thighs quivering with each strike You__moaning You___ panties in your mouth You___ ass arching back begging for my cock Me__Leather engineer boots Leather Gloves […]