![]() Two weeks later I rode a yak up a Tibetan mountain located well behind the Bamboo Curtain, dismounted at a snowed-in tape to meet with a priestess of polyandry, and proceeded to bust several Lamaist taboos relating to sexuality. ![]() THE EVENING OF MAY 12TH, 1967, I SLIPPED BETWEEN the sheets of a bed in a Hollywood hotel, established contact with the world famous cinema sex-kitten Misty Milo, and proceeded to break several California statutes having to do with erotic practices between unmarried members of opposing sexes. It was quite a novel way of getting inside history and Steve Victor, always a willing scholar, decided To let himself go and make the most of it. In no time at all he was being propelled from one century to another - now an orgy with the Princess Julia in ancient Rome, now a quivering clinch with Eleanor of Aquitaine during the Second Crusade in Damascus. ![]() Once inside it, Steve Victor unbelievingly found himself catapulted into the lap of the Queen of Sheba in ancient Ethiopia. He might have been content to continue his researches with this uninhibited sexual dynamo, if it hadn't been for Papa Baapuh’s time machine. ![]() In studying the customs of these little-known people, Steve Victor met with the local Lolita, Miss Ti Nih Baapuh, and proceeded to break several Lamaist taboos regarding the art of love. It all started in a small Tibetan village. ![]()
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