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Subject: Re: Nikki Dial - A comment and a question
Date: 14 Jul 1995 20:45:41 -0400
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>>I saw Nikki Dial in Hard To Stop last night. What a doll!
You understate the situation. Check out her pictorial in this month's
Penthouse. She's billed under her real name Nicole.
>>The only other thing I've seen her in was Rump Humpers #1 (great scene).
AARGHH! I've called video stores all over town and have never found this,
my holy grail of adult video. Consider yourself blessed.
>>In Hard To Stop, she does a quick nasty little move in the final
>>all-girl orgy scene. You have to look close, though, because the
>>camera work is pitiful. Bionca is sort of standing, bent over on a
>>couch and Nikki is underneath her licking her pussy. Bionca takes
>>a finger and in inserts it into her own ass and when she removes it,
>>Nikki grabs her hand and sucks on Bionca's finger! What a gal!
Duly notes. An example of Bionca's ability to extract hot performances. To
see more of Bionca's kink, watch her Takin' It To The Limit line, as well
as her infantalism scene with Debi Diamond in VCA's "Performer of The
Year". It's not for raincoater assholes, though. The scene's sex --
perversion,. frankly -- is mental, and you have to be thinking to catch
what they're getting off on. Too much effort for many men, I've found.
>>Now I want to see more. My question is: What's your favorite video
>>with Nikki in it? Her anal scene in Rump Humpers was great, has she
>>done anal in any others? Thanks much in advance.
OK, here the Nikki Dial anal story.
Her only full-bore boy/girl anal is in "Rumphumpers 1". You have seen it;
I have not. I am envious.
Most of the "Rumphumpers 1" scene is cut into "Deep Throat Girls 1".
Everyone who has posted on this topic indicates that the Rumphumpers
version of the scene is superior, while the DTG version is easier to find.
"Rumphumpers 2" has a scene in which Nikki interviews for her a casting
slot on a X-rated movie. The interview, of course, is a boff with the
woman interviewer. Dildos emerge from their silos, and Nikki's anus is
ground zero. Nikki also douches on camera. (We we only get to see the
injection shot, natch.)
In "Bobby Hollander's Bubble Butts 7," Nikki stars in a girl/girl scene
that later adds a boy. She takes a dildo up the butt, lovingly covered by
the camera, and much anal play ensues. Then she gets a brief (about 15
seconds) dicking in the ass.
Some posters have opined that the anal sex in BB7 was unplanned, or at
least unannounced to Nikki in advance. I agree. When the dick starts to
slide up her butt, Nikki _whips_ her head around. Unfortunately, the
camera misses the exact expression on her face. But once the dick's in
there, she plays the scene with vigor. Gal!
Nikki's last release was "Hardcore." She has left adult video and now
performs on the dance circuit. Her fan club is run by Alley Katz. I
believe her birthday is October 5, 1972. Rumors of a breast augmentation
are greatly exagerrated. She stands a compact 5'1". Amateur videos shot
days after her 18th birthday are available that show her masturbating and
teasing the viewer.
Nikki Dial. Few like her will come this way again.
But then there's always Kelly O'Dell. . .
169 “I can arrange all that.” Such Apaches as had not gone back on the war-path returned to the States with the troops; but there were five months more of the outrages of Geronimo and his kind. Then in the summer of the year another man, more fortunate and better fitted to deal with it all, perhaps,—with the tangle of lies and deceptions, cross purposes and trickery,—succeeded where Crook had failed and had been relieved of a task that was beyond him. Geronimo was captured, and was hurried off to a Florida prison with his band, as far as they well could be from the reservation they had refused to accept. And with them were sent other Indians, who had been the friends and helpers of the government for years, and who had run great risks to help or to obtain peace. But the memory and gratitude of governments is become a proverb. The southwest settled down to enjoy its safety. The troops rested upon the laurels they had won, the superseded general went on with his work in another field far away to the north. The new general, the saviour of the land, was heaped[Pg 305] with honor and praise, and the path of civilization was laid clear. Parliament met on the 10th of January, 1765. The resentment of the Americans had reached the ears of the Ministry and the king, yet both continued determined to proceed. In the interviews which Franklin and the other agents had with the Ministers, Grenville begged them to point to any other tax that would be more agreeable to the colonists than the stamp-duty; but they without any real legal grounds drew the line between levying custom and imposing an inland tax. Grenville paid no attention to these representations. Fifty-five resolutions, prepared by a committee of ways and means, were laid by him on the table of the House of Commons at an early day of the Session, imposing on America nearly the same stamp-duties as were already in practical operation in England. These resolutions being adopted, were embodied in a bill; and when it was introduced to the House, it was received with an apathy which betrayed on all hands the profoundest ignorance of its importance. Burke, who was a spectator of the debates in both Houses, in a speech some years afterwards, stated that he never heard a more languid debate than that in the Commons. Only two or three persons spoke against the measure and that with great composure. There was but one division in the whole progress of the Bill, and the minority did not reach to more than thirty-nine or forty. In the Lords, he said, there was, to the best of his recollection, neither division nor debate! His cheek paled for an instant as the thought obtruded that the man might resist and he have to really shoot him. "Good, the old man's goin' to take the grub out to 'em himself," thought the Deacon with relief. "He'll be easy to manage. No need o' shootin' him." "Them that we shot?" said Shorty carelessly, feeling around for his tobacco to refill his pipe. "Nothin'. I guess we've done enough for 'em already." John Dodd, twenty-seven years old, master, part of the third generation, arranged his chair carefully so that it faced the door of the Commons Room, letting the light from the great window illumine the back of his head. He clasped his hands in his lap in a single, nervous gesture, never noticing that the light gave him a faint saintlike halo about his feathery hair. His companion took another chair, set it at right angles to Dodd's and gave it long and thoughtful consideration, as if the act of sitting down were something new and untried. "Besides," Norma said desperately, "they're only rumors—" "Oh, I've found a way of gitting shut of them rootses—thought of it while I wur working at the trees. I'm going to blast 'em out." During the next ten years the farm went forward by strides. Reuben bought seven more acres of Boarzell in '59, and fourteen in '60. He also bought a horse-rake, and threshed by machinery. He was now a topic in every public-house from Northiam to Rye. His success and the scant trouble he took to conciliate those about him had made him disliked. Unprosperous farmers[Pg 124] spoke windily of "spoiling his liddle game." Ditch and Ginner even suggested to Vennal that they should club together and buy thirty acres or so of the Moor themselves, just to spite him. However, money was too precious to throw away even on such an object, especially as everyone felt sure that Backfield would sooner or later "bust himself" in his dealings with Boarzell. "Let's go home," she said faintly—"it's getting late."