November 13, 2016 by Dave
Laura Sands, aka Becky Clay. Where is she now?
I’ve been thinking about Laura Sands, aka Becky Clay, one of the stacked stars of the early 1980s. Laura was one of the few big-boobed babes back in the day who did porn, so whenever I think about Laura, I also think about Lisa DeLeeuw, Kay Parker, Stacey Owen and Sue Nero. Of this bunch, Lisa did the nastiest stuff, Kay was the MILF who became famous for the Taboo movies, Stacey probably had the biggest tits and Laura had the girl-next-door look.
Brief aside about Sue: One afternoon, I walked into the Harmony in downtown Manhattan, sat down in one of those beat-up theater seats they had and checked out the girl who was on-stage. She was on all fours with her ass and pussy in the air, and without even seeing her face or tits, I thought, “That’s Suzy Nero!” And, indeed, it was. You have to be a real pervert to be able to recognize a girl by just her asshole and pussy.
Anyway, back to Laura. I was thinking about Laura because SCORE‘s 25th anniversary is coming up quickly, and we were talking about girls who pre-dated the magazine. Laura was one of them. This girl’s pussy was so hairy, it caught your eye even in a day when very few adult models shaved their pussies. Laura had a bush!
Who were your favorite girls who pre-dated SCORE?
Do any of you remember those black-and-white porn mags that were devoted to one girl?
January 21, 2012 by Dave
Natalie is somewhat like the sexy, voluptuous Euro chicks I'd often see at the Harmony in New York City (but Natalie has much bigger tits).
The poll currently running in the members area of SCORELAND asks, “How important is adult entertainment to you?” The choices and results so far:
Important. I would miss it if I couldn’t get it: 37%
Extremely important. I must have it: 27%
Fairly important–in moderation. I could go weeks without it: 18%
Not important. I could live completely without it: 4%
Interesting results, and not surprising. My answer is somewhere between “Important” and “Vital To Life.” But here’s what I really want to know: What’s your idea of adult entertainment?
Back in the late 1980s, when New York’s Times Square was a haven for smut (and I mean that in the best way), a few enjoyable hours within a six- or seven-block radius might be spent as followed:
1. Get off the subway. Head on down to the Harmony Burlesque for some dollar-a-minute lap dance excitement. Maybe watch the stage show for a while. Get a lap dance, complete with tits in your face and (at the time) hairy pussy in your hand at one of the sleaziest lap-dance joints there ever was.
2. Head back downstairs (the Harmony was on the second floor of a building just off Broadway, and you had to walk up a long set of steps to get to it). Walk over to Show World on the corner of 8th Avenue and 42nd Street, right across from the Port Authority bus terminal. Catch a live sex show in one of the booths. Maybe go upstairs to the Triple Treat Theater and watch porn stars fucking on-stage (I will never forget the time three girls were doing a lezzie show, complete with dildos and anal beads. Two of the girls stuffed the other girl’s asshole with the beads, then auctioned off the right to pull them out. I think the winning bid was $10). And does anybody remember what was in the basement level of Show World?
3. Back outside. Grab a pretzel. Re-fill the wallet at the ATM machine. Check out the latest releases at the video store just off 42nd and Eighth. Walk up the street a bit to the live peep-show emporium where, downstairs, on stages surrounded by booths like carousels, the girls let you play with their tits and finger their pussies.
4. Now, sadly, it’s time to go back home. You’re out of money. But by the time you get home, you’re horny all over again, so you whip out a copy of a big-boob magazine or pop a VHS into your VCR and jack to Suzy Nero, Chessie Moore, Kay Parker or some other big-tit star.
And that’s a helluva day. It’s a day you couldn’t have today. Few things have changed as much as adult entertainment. Now, SCORELAND can be a one-stop destination for all your adult entertainment needs. No need to leave your home and hop on the train. No need to re-fill your wallet at the ATM. No need to even get dressed. I like that. I like that a lot.
But you know what? Sometimes, I wish I could have one more lap dance at the Harmony or one more live sex show at Show World. But if somebody told me I had to give up SCORELAND to get it, I’d tell them, “Thanks, but no thanks.”
