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From: [email protected] (Frans Postma)
Date: 26 Mar 95 19:13:03
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Subject: review: Darker Side of Shayla
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Hello there...
##Darker Side of Shayla
Paul Norman
. Shayla LaVeux, male1
. Alex Jordan, Patricia Kennedy, Peter North
. Francesca Le, Shayla LaVeux
. Alex Jordan, male2
. Shayla LaVeux, Peter North, male3
I rented/watched this one directly after Micheal Ninn's _Sex_ and it's
quite different (hehe:)
One bad remark about this movie; the pictures on the box are not correct.
That is, they're not pictures from this movie. Probably the distributor
screwed up and we can't blame Paul Norman for that, now can we?
Unfortunatly I've seem to have lost my notes on this one, and I usually
don't remember much male-actors...(Peter North being an obvious exception:)
so you'll have to life with a incomplete scene-listing :-(
Anyway, this movie is good. Some parts have not enough lighting but it's
never very distracting. Storyline goes about Shayla who has to discover her
'darker side'..preferable under the guidance of Peter North. This is the
first movie with Shayla I've seen, and I must say that she looks/acts quite
nice..definitly a girl I wish to see more from. (in case you've never seen
Shayla; she's a cute blonde girl (long hair), energetic, nice body and
tan-lines)
The second scene is long and quite hot, both girls (Alex and Patricia) give
Peter a nice blowjob and they fuck in lots of positions. Shayla also
watches some of this scene but is told to leave after a few minutes.
Alex does most of the work here, although both girls get fucked. One missed
opportunity(sp?) occurs when Alex is hands-and-knees (you know.."doggy":)
and Peter is fucking Patricia (also on hands-and-knees). At the same time
Peter also fingers Alex, which she seems to like. Unfortunatly we mostly
get shots from Alex's butt and not from her face :-( Even when she comes we
only see her butt....not good (IMHO). Nice Scene though (very nice indeed)
Third is the standard g/g scene (yes!) with Shayla (yes!!:) and Francesca
Le. Sidenote: I must have been asleep or something, 'cos it took me some
time to recognize Francesca :-( This scene is hot off course, best part is
when Francesca licks/fingers Shayla and we get to see some full-body shots
of Shayla's wonderfull body in motion...yes! Very good scene.
Next Shayla is walking down a corridor and enters a room where she sees
Alex Jordan. She just looks at Alex but is pushed aside by a man (Steve
Drake I think it was) with the words "excuse me" and he just walks by
Shayla (jeeez, no sane person would just "walk by" Shayla :) and proceeds
to lick/fuck Alex Jordan while Shayla watches. Pretty standard scene, but
since Alex Jordan is in it, it's quite a nice scene. (Alex likes her job I
guess:)
Final scene we've got Peter North and some male (Tom Byron? This is a DP-scene
you see) team up on Shayla. First the more standard stuff (including some
reverse cow-girl) and then on we go to the DP-part. Shayly seems to enjoy
herself and she's definitly beautifull to look at (or did I mention that
allready?:-). Good scene.
Verdict: Good movie overall. Technical good, sex-wise good. Not to kinky.
(which is risc when renting Paul Norman movies)
Rating: 3.00
Have a nice day...
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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."