So many breasts, so little time...

Seems like I heard from BEhavior's editor only a short while ago about delaying the next issue. Volume 2 number 14 went online in mid-August, and here we are on September 18th. Volume 2 number 15 will be out next week. My copy is due and I am only just beginning. Pressure is on me.

Lots of stuff is going on in my own real world. Hurricane Floyd, somewhat deflated, and somewhat slower, came through these parts (NY) creating havoc. My favorite woman on the planet returned from a sojourn to Europe. I have been working hard to get my vacation plans and hotel reservations in order. Hong Kong and other points in Southeast Asia are scheduled for Late October and early November. On my 'Day Job', we are short-staffed and pressures mount. And so forth. Yadda, yadda...

So let's get this article going. In 1925 the novel The Great Gatsby appeared in print. I quote from F. Scott Fitzgerald's classic work:

So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.

In a little more than a 100 days, we will celebrate the Millennium, a once- in- a- lifetime event for all of us. In this issue of BEhavior, Mai Pehn Rai offers a tribute to three one- in- a- million models. These women are so rare, just like the millennium. None of us will have the pleasure of seeing the likes of them again.

There used to be a movie house on 14th Street, just East of Second Avenue in Manhattan, called the Metropolitan. A long time ago, I went there to see a Russ Meyer movie called Lorna. I can still recall a trailer, or coming attraction as it was called back then. An image of a very large-breasted woman appeared on the screen. She slowly removed her bra. Even though it was more than 25 years ago... to this day, I can still recall someone in the audience groaning, out loud, as this vision occurred: "Oh, Lord!" As I am borne ceaselessly back into the past, please allow me to present to you, from the 50's and early 60's, Virginia Bell. She is a model whose legendary breasts may be discussed for at least another millennium.

More recently, back in December of 1986, I plunked down a pile of dead presidents and carried away my first VCR. Soon after, I acquired a video entitled Monumental Knockers from Videco Productions, and there again, after all those years, was Virginia Bell. Her name might not be familiar to many of you, for she was 30 --maybe even 40-- years ahead of her time. In the fifties, there was no such thing as video, no such thing as 'pink', and only a handful of men's magazines, none of which were particularly explicit. And most of all, there was not a large number of big-hootered models. So they tell me.

But Virginia has successfully passed the test of time, due to her magnificent breasts and her wholesome appearance. She began making 8mm films called loops when she was barely in her twenties, and through the magic of modern technology, most of those loops --resurrected from dust-laden boxes found in attics and basements-- have been transferred to video. We are now able to see how, with the passage of years, her breasts grew larger and heavier. And today, if we were able to look at her, we would say, "This is someone's grandmother, and she might even be in your family, or live down the street in your neighborhood." Yes, Virginia. Your legend will live on.

Next up on our All-Millennium Pantheon of Mighty-Mammaried Memories is the fabulous Alexis Love. This goddess has been capturing men's hearts for decades. She first came to prominence for her roles in minor B movies in the 70's. I recall one in which she was a love slave held in captivity by a middle-eastern potentate. The movie was called The Street of 1000 Dreams. Her role was to smile and appear topless. She was listed in the credits as Joyce Gibson. Her looks were magnetic, photographers came calling for her, and, eventually, she too made some loops. Then in the early 80's, she appeared in a magazine called Oui and was called Rinah. The copy accompanying those pictures portrayed Rinah as an Israeli, and this fact, combined with her looks, added to her exotic appea. She became the stuff of legends. Then Joyce/Rinah faded from view.

She was out of the public view until the May 1993 issue of SCORE. She was at that time 43 years old...and again she stood the world on its proverbial ear. Her outrageously sexy image gave hope to a good many people that beauty is not limited to the young. A few years after that, Alexis went on to make a video that is still a big-seller today. Sorry readers, I don't have any images of Alexis in her younger days. You will have make do with these video-captures, which will certainly capture your attention and your affection. These are from The Alexis Love Story, and these too will remain unforgettable.

Dusty likes meeting her fans. She was available for a chat wherever she performed, and she always answered her e-mails. Dusty has an impressive list of video credits, and she has appeared in virtually every men's magazine there is. Trees all over the country were sacrificed to provide the paper for the hundreds of thousands of printed magazines in which she appeared. Kodak has made a nice profit on her thousands of photos. And I can't even begin to fathom the number of men who have pleasured themselves while entertaining thoughts of Dusty.

I could provide you with hundreds of Dusty's pictures, or hundreds of Dusty vidcaps, and I could also show you every inch of Dusty's videos that have become available over the years. My fellow authors here at BEhavior want you to read their articles as well as this one, though, so there will be a limit on the number of pictures. But you can let your imaginations take over.

Busty Dusty, Alexis Love and Virginia Bell are truly worthy of being discussed at the same time as the Millennium. It has been my distinct pleasure to bring you a fond look at these goddesses. And you know what, if you get a chance to meet them, this time say thanks. Save the expression Mai Pehn Rai for another time.