As a lifelong California girl I have reaped the benefits of sun, sand, and a very liberal environment. After becoming a nude dancer as a teenager in Los Angeles I spent decades in the exotic dance profession while also posing for nudie magazines (remember those?) and performing in adult videos. Still fitness conscious and still an exhibitionist I now spend most of my time wrestling, doing a little bondage, and producing videos. Please join me on my erotic journey - along with stunning archives of material I also have exciting new adventures each and every month!

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Ready to get wet! XO

P.S. When I clicked on the video to make sure it was functional the accompanying music almost made me jump out of my chair.. lol

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Back to 1972..

Just kidding. Obviously I wasn't posing for erotica in 1972 but these pics, taken by Oakland photographer Tom Mayes in 2005 or so, have a bit of a retro feel to them, kinda remind me of the nudie mags I found at my father's hunting lodge many decades ago.. lol

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Back to the nudie magazine era..

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Good morning, things are back to normal here. Sun shall once again rise, superheroines continue to fight evil.. even when oracles warn them not to:

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MISTRESS OF EVIL

With eyes pressed shut Oracle utters disturbing forecast/admonition:

“Hot wind blows, fanning flames of discontent,
Orwellian tableau turns primitive,
Torched landscape gives rise to Bedouin tents.
Each to his own, fair superheroine,
Now is the time for guilty to repent.”


Superheroine Virtue digests words, makes no response. “The economic and moral underpinnings of America are about to collapse.” Oracle elaborates. “We’ve discussed this before. I know you have an affection for the Americans but many of them, especially the most unscrupulous, are doomed. The deities hath hoten: do not interfere with the disintegration of the American nation – let it progress naturally. Any meddling on your part will disrupt this organic process and result in dire consequence to your own physical well-being. Remember, when evil can no longer feed on innocence it must consume itself.”

Just two weeks later Virtue catches Mistress Jewell – one of the starkest embodiments of American evil – in the commission of a crime. Join our fair-haired superheroine as she disregards Oracle’s warning and engages in a shocking encounter with the Mistress of Evil herself, Jewell Marceau..

MISTRESS OF EVIL coming soon to DeviantDownloads.com.

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Greetings, yesterday I finally drove to Venice to pick up my mail. I no longer live in that area and no longer drive on the freeway (bizarre phobia which developed in 2007) so my visits to the box have become much more infrequent. To my delight many holiday packages were waiting for me and I looked forward to opening them at home. During the long trip home I stopped for coffee. As I was pulling out of the donut shop driveway something unexpected happened and I now wish I had handled everything better. Here is an excerpt from an e-mail that I sent to a local women's shelter late last night:

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"..Earlier this afternoon a young woman approached my car and asked for help. She was bleeeding from the nose and had bruises on her chest and neck which seemed to indicate that she had been brutally beaten and strangled. I insisted on driving her to the nearby police station on Santa Fe Avenue even though she resisted the suggestion. In the parking lot of the police station she became combative with me and refused to go in. A man, who I believed to be a police officer in regular clothes, commented that I couldn't force her to do anything. I informed him that she was 17 (as she had told me earlier) and he said he would ask someone to come outside. No one came and two other police officers drove by even though I tried to signal them. To calm her down I told the young lady I would drive her where she wanted to go (Del Amo Metrolink Station). In the car I repeatedly asked if she would like to visit an urgent care center and she always declined. She did use my phone to speak with friends who were waiting at the train station. Finally I gave her my phone number and I dropped her off. Rightly or wrongly I suspect that I may have delivered her back to a pimp.

Sorry to be so long-winded but I would appreciate advice for what I can do to help her if she does by chance call me. Also, I've just now put your number in my cellphone. If I ever encounter a similar situation is it acceptable for me to call your organization for emergency help? Thank you in advance for any information. I understand that you must be extremely busy."

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After the incident described above I had driven home and waited for my building security officer to finish a phone call so I could borrow a cart to carry all my packages from the car. As I sat in the lobby I noticed half a package peering at me through the building manager's office window. Large letters spelled out the word "Help" in red ink (pic above.) I kept staring at it - it seemed like a sign from the Universe.

Anyways, I did not feel ready to open all my packages last night. Instead I contacted the women's shelter, tried to eat some dinner, and tried to sleep. Today I will gather more information about emergency resources because I want to be ready if the young lady, Jessica, ever calls me again or if I ever happen to encounter someone in similar circumstances.

Not trying to depress readers with this post but I feel inclined to share the episode because I know I'm supposed to learn something from it. In my next post I will return to erotica as usual. What struck me the most yesterday was the stark dichotomy between the circumstances of Jessica and myself. There I was motoring home with a carload of gifts from kind, generous friends and supporters and Jessica was recovering from a truly brutal attack by someone I suspect may have been a "john". Jessica did not admit she was prostituting but the circumstances seemed to suggest it. I work completely in the realm of consenting adults and Jessica may not even be old enough to consent and yet we both coexist as workers in the so-called "sex trade". I do hope she calls me.

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Greetings, this morning I return to the tropics, if only in photos. Sun has not yet risen over Los Angeles and an awesome crescent moon hovers outside my window. I just sent all members the opportunity to view the first of six rare clips from my past, all shot by precision custom video cameraman Rick Scott. Hope everyone has a great Wednesday! XOXO

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It's 4am - where is Mrs. Hamilton?

Evidently she has fallen into the clutches of neighborhood vamp Jewell Marceau.. pic is from a video so new that I don't even have a title for it yet.

Hope everyone has a great Wednesday! XOXO

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Just posted Milftown USA as the Video Deal of the Week for $19.99 (normally $38.99.) Obviously Mrs. Hamilton (above) likes to flash her body in semi-public places. What trouble will she get herself into this time??

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Some new pics from Johan's Electro Sizzling Shock. Have a nice Monday! XOXO

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Greetings,

I just want to post a quick note that I have not visited my mailbox since early December. Since 1995 I have received mail at the same family-run establishment even though I haven't lived anywhere near that vicinity in years. Probably I should relocate my mailbox but I can never bring myself to do it. However, I may get an earful from the proprietress when I get to Venice this coming week because evidently quite a few packages have accumulated since Christmas. Many thanks to those generous souls who thought of me over the holidays. I really look forward to receiving your cards and gifts.

Hopefully Mistress Jewell will allow me to leave the house soon ;)

XOXO