From Heretic Fri Apr 14 00:38:24 EDT 1995
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Subject: Reviews: Catlickers 2 and Love Me, Love My Butt
Date: 13 Apr 1995 22:32:10 -0400
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I wrote them about a month and a half ago with the idea of finishing them up
latter, but then I figured, "what the hell, it's only porn :-)"
I've learned a lot since then, but I figured they didn't go anyone any good
sitting on my HD.
Cat Lickers 2 directed by M. Stone. From Moonlight
Staring Dyanna Lauren, Chistina Angel, Felicio, Barbara Doll, Bionca, Melanie
Moore, Kaitlyn Ashley
This movie is red hot. There's snow outside my apartment, but I turned the
thermostat down when I saw this movie. There is no pretense of story or plot
here, just girl saying how much they like to do girls, and then doing it. Hot!
First up is Dyanna Lauren and Chistina Angel. Like all the groupings in this
tape, they definatley seem into each other. Next we get Felicia and Frenchie
Barbara Doll. They don't seem to have a lot of room on top of the table they've
been assigned, but they manage. Felecia does Barbara up the ass with her strap
on. Lastly, we have the hottest scene in the bunch, Bionca, Melanie and
Kaitlyn. I was afraid my VCR was going to have a meltdown. Bionca seems to get
as many fingers as she legally can into the holes of each girl. Lots of heat
and orgasms from all participant in this scene.
Rating: 3.5/4 on an all girl video scale(NOT Imperators). Definatley worth it.
Love Me Love My Butt
directed by Rex Borsky. From Rosebud Girl
Staring Dyanna Lauren, Kristi Lynn, Lacy Rose, Alicia Rio, Norma Jean
Absolutley no story or set up whatsoever-just fade in to the girls going at it.
Like Just I like it. The first scene with Dyanna and Kristi is good. Dyanna
takes a flexible dildo up the ass and comes and then makes Kristi come. Alicia
and Kristia are like two hell cats going at each other. I suppose that was the
idea as Kristi wears a leopard skin patterned top in this scene. She does
Alicia up the ass this a strap on. The weakest scene in the bunch involved
Lacy and Kristi. I think the director should have given Lacy a drink with some
quailudes and sodium pentathol. She overacts and it seems totally fake and
you're probably better turning off the sound for this scene. Kristi does
herself up the ass with a dildo (looks the same as the one Dyanna used) while
Lacy eats her. Kristi comes. Finally we get to Dyanna again with Norma Jean.
Standard stuff here, except that Dyanna's 'come shot' get's edited out. You
get to see it during the credits where she seems to shoot out the dildo in the
ass. While this could possibly have been kept in the video, the director
screws this one up. The conversation goes like this:
dir: "...I didn't see a come shot."
Dyanna: "Oh my god, yes you did!"
dir. "I did?"
Dyanna: "Yes, you want me to do it again?"
Norma: " I was a real cumshot too."
Dyanna: "Yah, fuck these fake things."
dir. (laughing) "Ok, I didn't know what happened. You gotta be more dramatic..
(fade out)
Rating: 2.5/4 for Lacy 'performance' some minor sound and music problems (the
music keeps stopping halfway though the scenes) and the director's stupidy
regarding Dyanna's orgasm.
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."