4 Bosom Battle THE LIDS (AND TOPS) ARE OFF IN 'FRISCO
Milt Gentry
8 Picking Winners COLLEGE BASKETBALL: '65 - '66
Jocko Maxwell
11 From News to Nudes THE OTHER WOMAN IN THE PEUGEOT CASE
Arthur Powell
14 A Lot of Bull RODEO—MEXICAN STYLE
J. J. Howard
17 Sexy Scene Stealer LESLIE COLE—THE GIRL FROM "FANNY HILL"
20 Stray Dear FIRST BARED—THEN BARRED
Max Harris
23 Games for Big Boys (and Girls) BRONCOS OF THE BRINY
E. V. Stevens
26 Here Today and Going Tomorrow TRAVEL IN THE NOT-TOO-DISTANT FUTURE
Mary Kemp
29 Nude Gallery MODERN ART FOR MEN
34 Picture Mixture CAMERA CAPERS
36 View from the Driver's Seat STIRLING MOSS SPEAKS
Stirling Moss
39 Live Wires THE BELLES ARE RINGING
Frank Thistle
42 Doll of the Month Lilli Shan
45 Motorcycle Madness HELL ON WHEELS
Photos & Text by Bob Grant
48 Money Honey BABE IN THE BUCKS
Arch Ayres
51 Dialogue with a Doll ONE-MINUTE INTERVIEW WITH Barbara Bouchet EDITORIAL
MOST CLEVER spy spoof to emerge from the rash of James Bond imitations is a
jolly new British novel entitled Modesty Blaise, by Peter O'Donnell. Published
in the U.S. by Doubleday & Co., it is rich with Fleming flavor, but has
one distinct difference: the secret agent is a female 007 whose name is a misnomer
if ever there was one. Modesty — who somehow finds room in her overcrowded
bra for all kinds of vicious weapons—is an orphan, a millionairess, and
former jewel thief. She Also is an expert on foods, pistols, Oriental languages, Yoga, and Thai-style personal combat, which supposedly is quicker than Karate.
And her sexual activity is a raging forest fire. In all, she makes Bond look
about as neat and sophisticated as Gabby Hayes—even after she spends the
last chapter exhaustively killing off 20 die-hard villains.
HOTTEST ACT in show business — namely the topless swimsuit fad —
seems destined to remain where it all began, in San Francisco (see page 4).
Recently, a Chicago nightclub called Le Bistro attempted to show similar form
and imported a bevy of bare-breasted discotheque dancers from the coast. Large
crowds gathered in eager anticipation, but —unfortunately—the long
arm of the law intruded at the last minute and threatened to clap the cuties
in the clink if they did not wear either pasties or a mesh covering. Thus, even
though the Supreme Court is on their side, the gals covered up. The audience
settled for less, but city hall lost a lot of bosom pals.
TOO MUCH of a good thing finally proved the downfall of MM's movie critic, who prepared the June "MM Goes to the Movies" feature with the alertness of a man who has had one too many ribald reels. The film in question was identified as World of Flesh, distributed by United Theatrical Amusements. The naked truth, however, is that the scenes were from The Casting Director, which is owned and distributed by Sonney Amusement Enterprises, Inc. And our critic, obviously suffering from overexposure to overexposed girls, is recovering from his em-bare-assment by watching Mary Poppins 25 times.
