Jane and Dick #4
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Volume I Issue 4 -- gettin' creamy
June/July 1997 -- Free Smut
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**something for the girl who has a secret**
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Next one due out August 10. Let me know if you want it...
"I don't know what to do with my arms. It just makes
me feel weird and I feel like people are looking at
me and that makes me nervous."
-Tyra Banks
DISCLAIMER AND COPYWRONG
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*Hey*, Jane and Dick is in no way responsible for any perverted
acts or ideas you cook up on your own after reading this
publication.
*Plus*... all the rights to this stuff revert to the creators
upon publication.
*Pluuussss*.... Please copy and distribute freely, but when you
do, be kind enough to give credit, and send me a copy!
*cool kittens*:
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Lisa Smith, Kenny Montana, Cyndi, Julie Winn, Opuntia,
Jason Jensen, Jon Ponsford, me (Pepper Montana)...
am I forgetting anyone?
*cover art*: Quacky
*images*: Loozie Haalten-Maler, and Carl DeWois
*send me your stuff and submit to me*
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*Write to*:
Jane And Dick
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*I'm just a Jane looking for my Dick.*
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1. Ace of Spades
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LETTERS!
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Hi Pepper!
I just read J&D vol. 3. Here is my review
...Yummy!
Maybe one day I'll put my Vespa Vibrator story on paper and send
it to you .
Love ,
Misty Lipps
Jane Says: Hey, thanks for writing. We always love to hear from
people who have read our smut. Your honorary "I am a whore"
T-shirt is on its way!
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Dear Jane & Dick,
I am writing in response to your demented story "Granny's
Last Hurrah". This was the most ridiculous and sick piece
of work I've ever laid eyes on! I don't know where my
daughter picked up your filthy rag, but from now on I'm
going to make sure she gets her literature from a place
where she can get a good deal in a christian environment.
What kind of pervert would even think of making pornography
out of the Holy Bible. It's fragrant blasphemy. I hope when
they build the new stadium in Seattle they bring degenerates
like Titus McSphincter there and line them up and shoot them.
I'd pay 120 dollars to Ticketmaster for the privilege of
bringing my whole family to see these scum be put to sleep like
the rabid dogs they are.
If we want our children to grow up to be normal like we are,
we must accept the fact that some information really is dangerous.
If I have to lock my daughter in her room until she's 18 or
send her to a $20,000 a year re-education center, or even repeal
the First Amendment to keep corrupting influences like your
magazine from threatening her mental health I'll do it. I'd
encourage others to do the same. The kind of shameful smut you
people peddle only hastens the corrosion of family values, and
you act like you're proud of it! Shame on you. Mr. McSphincter!
Shame on you all. There's something very wrong with you.
I'd like to monitor future issues, just to see if this letter
has any effect, but I'll be sure to keep them hidden so my
children and my husband will be safe from them. Please send
copies to the return address on this envelope. Thank you for
your time and attention to this very important issue.
Love, "Carla"
A Concerned Parent
Jane Says: Hey, thanks for writing. We always love to hear from
people who have read our smut. Your honorary "I am a whore" T-shirt
is on its way!
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I am interested in recieving the Jane and Dick ezine. Please let
me know how I can get this, or add me to the mailing list.
Thanks
John
Jane Says: Wow isn't that cool?! A Jane and Dick ezine??? Yeah!
A wonderful person from the Society for Human Sexuality website asked us
sometime between issues if we'd be interested in putting J&D up as an
ezine. "Holy funkin shityeah" my colleagues said in unison.
So anyways, there's two ways to 'subscribe' to The Special
Text-Only-Version JaneAndDick Ezine.
1. send a little email to listproc@u.washington.edu that
says in the message
`subscribe shs-a';
then follow the instructions.
You can follow instructions can't you?
2. even easier if you can do the web: look up the SHS on the
web at http://www.sexuality.org/ and click around on stuff until
you're subscribed.
AND THEN FOLLOW the INSTRUCTIONS!! And by the way... thanks for
writing. We always love to hear from people who have read our smut.
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Letter from Opuntia:
Here's what turns me on lately:
- not talking
- girls with glasses
- girls who masturbate at work
- thin punky boys with taut skin
- girls holding hands
- nice ties
- office clothes
- track and field
- the rain
***(If you've been following along Opuntia wrote a nice long
story for the second J&D Experiment. Remember, we want your
turn-ons too!!!)***
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Date: Sun Jun 1 05:08:07 1997
From: xxxx@yyy.zzz
Subject: heat
To: galaxy@scn.org
thank you for jane & dick phase 2. Found at Babes in Toyland.
Hottest zine i've red in ages. Thank you thank you.
Dominique.
*****What turns me on now: people who write to zines they like!!!*****
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2. Juice Box
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EDITOR SAYS
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Howdy!
It's time to get serious. Here it is, the real McCoy, the big
Kahuna. Prior to this issue, we might have been simply
experimenting with what we wanted to do, how we wanted to do it,
and why we should do it in the first place. But, after one last
night of frank talk in the Georgetown Tavern, I think we got it
figured out.
I was talking to my friend Bobby about relationships between men
and women, prostitution, and monogamy. "You know," he said,
"there's a perception out there that, in general, most men want
sex a lot more often than women. Or ,women aren't really into it,
not getting any pleasure, they're just doing it for their
partners." Hm, I thought, that's bullshit.
"Actually," I countered, "I think women are way more sexual than
men, and if women in our society had grown up with sex being
presented in a positive manner, the perception you're talking
about would not exist."
Not only did he agree, but he added that our society seems
frightened of women's sexuality and the potential power it
possesses. No duh. Ever notice when you're in a room full of
boys and girls, and a girl starts talking explicitly about sex,
all the boys get kind of quiet, shift around nervously, and
change the subject to something they can handle, like rock n roll?
So, we developed a partial list of reasons why people might
perceive women as being uncomfortable when having (or talking
about, or being open to, or writing about...) sex:
a) women might be unaware of how their bodies become aroused
and achieve orgasm
b) partners might not be aware of how a woman's body becomes
aroused and achieves orgasm.
c) women may feel uncomfortable with their bodies because they
don't look like Pamela Lee Anderson and they believe their
partners want them to.
d) women may be unable to communicate their needs to their partner,
for whatever reason.
e) if a woman grew up with sex being presented as "dirty" she may
have a mental block prohibiting her from becoming fully relaxed
during sex.
I have an eternal hope that one day in our society these problems
will be the exception instead of the rule.
Sex is one of the best things in life. It's fundamental to our
existence, like eating or sleeping, and having great sex is an
integral part of having a healthy body and mind. We must promote
a positive view of sex in our society by encouraging open
communication across the entire spectrum of sexual experience.
Every fetish, fantasy, and craving should be exhalted and embraced.
J&D aims to do this through publishing erotic and pornographic
literature, exploring all areas of sexual interest, printing
pictures to reaffirm sex is OK to look at, bodies are OK to see,
things don't have to be kept behind closed doors, and finally
using humor, facts, and philosophy to promote an open investigation
into all aspects of sex and society. Whew!
So, that's it, that's all there is. I'm done.
So much cool stuff has happened the last two months. First, thanks to SHS,
you can now read J&D on the internet at the website of The Society of
Human Sexuality. That's a super cool website to check out at
http://www.sexuality.org/ I'm amazed at the enormous variety of sexuality
represented on it. Man oh man! And, on the never ending quest for new
adventure, Jane and Dick are going to Europe this fall. Promised are
detailed accounts of our escapades in the red light district of Amsterdam,
the underground gay community in Dublin, the wide variety of Parisian
prostitution, and the BDSM scene in London. I'm so excited to visit
countries where women's breasts aren't considered "dirty", I can hardly
control myself! Is there any hope for the US?
Finally, J&D is moving into the realm of film. Ultimately fed up
with the erotica/porn films out today, we decided to make our own
damn film. More on that, later.
Bye!
Pepper
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what turns me on today: cool girls with kids
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3. Chocha
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reprinted from The New Archaic #2 April, 1995
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FEMINISTO SATANICO by Claire Voyant
How to use Reality
The "Reality" Female Condom: a review
Knowing that some of you out there take time-out to
occasionally romp in the sack, I've decided to check out this
new contraceptive breakthrough. The Reality female condom
is a device to be used by women during heterosexual sex. It's
supposed to help prevent pregnancy and STDs including HIV
infection. A friend from the Northwest AIDS Foundation gave
one to me, along with a rather lengthy instruction booklet.
Since I had a half an hour to kill, I sat down and read it.
EFFECTIVENESS TESTING
According to the booklet, Reality was put through 'limited'
laboratory testing. This made me somewhat nervous, as did the
statement that it 'can' block sexually transmitted diseases. They
don't say it will block them, only that it can. Hmmm...
The booklet also says this thing was only tested on U.S.
women for six months. SIX MONTHS?! AND, these women were only
used to test Reality's effectiveness in stopping pregnancy,
not in preventing STDs. Pretty scary. Their logic was that if
this thing can block sperm, then it can also block germs and
viruses. I'm not sure about the size difference between sperm
and various STD germs, but this was not very convincing to me
at all.
The failure rate for Reality, the percentage of women
who got pregnant in six months of use, is 13%. So, the annual
failure rate is about 26%, which is higher than any other form
of contraceptive device. Much of this failure rate is probably
due to improper use of the condom, and the booklet says couples
who used it right every time had a lower pregnancy rate. They
don't say how much lower, however. Because of the kind of
testing done, there is no information on the rate of STD
transmission with this product. All in all, this effectiveness
information was not very comforting to me.
[diagram 1c]
(2) Use a new Reality with each sex act.
If you use it again, do not expect it to protect you.
HOW TO INSERT REALITY IN YOUR VAGINA
This was the really interesting part of the booklet, with
lots of funny pictures and statements like: "You may notice that
Reality moves around during sex." It was the longest section,
because this thing is really complicated.
First, you take the bottom ring and push it inside you. You
have to squeeze the ring closed, and keep it closed until it's
an inch or two into the vagina. This can be difficult, they
say, because Reality is lubricated. They suggest that you stand
while inserting the condom with one foot on a chair, or sit with
your knees apart, or squat. None of these positions sounded like
things I wanted to do just before sex.
The other ring is supposed to stay on the outside, along
with about an inch of condom. They note that having plastic
hanging out of your cooch "may look unusual". Damn straight it
does.
Once you've got Reality in place, you're ready for a penis.
Because you have to make sure he's aiming for the inside of the
ring, they suggest you guide his little soldier with your hand,
as in this picture.
[diagram 2e]
where the fuck is this guy's legs?
During sex, the main thing you need to do is make sure
Reality doesn't get pushed into your vagina. This, however,
is made pretty much impossible by the size of the outer ring.
They stress the use of lubricant, to keep it from sticking to
the penis and coming out. Well, the whole thing seemed a bit
weird to me, but in the interest of science, I decided to
try it out.
THE GOOD PART: FIELD TESTING
Okay, first off, this strange thing is really hard to get
in. The ring you put inside is really goddam thick, and very
hard to keep squeezed together while maneuvering it into your
vagina. Once I got mine in, I was surprised at just how much
plastic was left hanging outside. Oral sex would be really
tricky with one of these, mostly because of the ring getting in
the way. Incorporating my research assistant into this picture
was somewhat complicated, especially since I chose to be on top.
I was holding on to the condom with one hand and him with the
other, meaning I had no hand to hold myself up with, as I usually
do. That was only a momentary hassle, however, and we were soon
off and running.
The first thing I noticed during sex was a slightly scratchy
feeling inside my vagina, possibly from the inner ring being
slightly twisted. This went away after a couple of minutes, and
wasn't terribly uncomfortable.
The next thing I noticed, however, wasn't very nice at all.
For those of you who don't know, just about all female sexual
pleasure comes form the stimulation of the clitoris. This magical
organ is located just above the opening of the vagina, just two
miles from the Interstate 405 cutoff, across the street from
Wal-Mart. Mow, if the clit is covered up by something, say, a
thick plastic ring, stimulation is much more difficult. Suffice
it to say that I was not in seventh heaven.
Some women may not find this as big a problem as I did,
especially if they can incorporate some fingers into the sex act.
As for my research assistant, he says it kind of feels like fucking
a baggie, but he still got off. He liked not having to put the
condom on himself, but he also doesn't feel that all of the
responsibility for birth control should be on one partner or
the other.
Disengaging from one another was a bit awkward, and I think
I ended up spilling some seed on my assistant. All in all, using
the Reality female condom was a weird experience. If I used them
for a while, I suppose I would get used to them. But for me, male
condoms are easier and cheaper.
My grade: C+
[diagram 18b]
(5) Don't tear Reality.
Be careful of sharp objects, like rings,
or jagged fingernails. If Reality should
tear, remove it and use a new one.
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4. Quim
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here's something to think about from
STANDARD SEX KNOWLEDGE AND HEALTH ENCYCLOPEDIA
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By Stephen T. Bayles, M.D.
In Collaboration with
M.F. Teehan
Author of "Grappling With a Vital Problem,"
"Standard Hospital Asylum and Institution Directory,"
"Organization and Co-operation,"
General Imformation [sic] for the Novice or
Inexperienced Attendant on the Insane."
Published by STANDARD PUBLISHING CO.
Topeka, Kansas Copyright 1924
CHAPTER I CHOOSING THE PATH
It is generally conceded that the modern girl, vulgarly
known as "the flapper," is hard-boiled and frivolous,
exceeding the looseness and lasciviousness of any age
known in history; that she is given to strong drink
in distressing numbers, smokes cigarettes and too
frequently comes under the head of the "dope addict;"
that she fills her mind with questionable, if not
immoral literature, indulges in improper dancing,
and adopts an extreme mode of dressing and of
personal adornment which is suggestive rather than
serviceable; and it is further conceded that if
this style of procedure is permitted for another
decade, it will jeopardize the safety and continuance
of our social order, of ideals and standards rooted
in our social fabric by generations of wise and
far-seeing progenitors, and will, indeed, so
poison the very mainspring of life that a continuance
of the race itself will be a question of but a few
generations.
This is the gist of the complaint that is being
made against the modern American girl. Not only
made questly and fearfully within the walls of our
own homes, but shouted from the housetops - from
the pulpit, the popular magazines, the household
journal, and the movie screen.
The present "younger generation" has been in the
lime-light of public opinion, and that public opinion
an adverse one, more than any other generation that
ever followed a worried parenthood to maturity.
It is contended that we are facing something of a
national scandal, back of which looms a very definite
menace. the nation is in need of strong souls, clean,
clear minds, rugged bodies, ambitious effort. It has
great issues to meet - issues the like of which the
world never faced before. Half of our earth has been
torn to tatters; the few men and the many women in the
war-torn nations of the old world are buried in a
resultant poverty with all its attendant tragedies; our
own nation is the source toward which many of these
befuddled millions look for direction of material help.
This condition will last for years to come.
Meanwhile the present generation, the generation which
is to handle this tremendous problem is saturating
itself with self-indulgence, licentious living, utter
oblivion to everything but the most sensational of personal
indulgences.
In other words, our young people, our girls and our boys,
according to the pronouncement of public opinion, are
"going the pace that kills."
It is the special province of this study in modern girl
live to give concrete facts, to hold up to the bewildered
parent a picture of the girl, who, from the very record
of her deeds comes under the above pronouncement.
....
It is not a far step from rouge to knee skirts, from knee
skirts to rolled stockings, from rolled stockings to cigarettes,
from cigarettes to -well, there are any number of things,
any one or all of which a young girl may choose. Among them
are men, liquor, and "dope."
CHAPTER III
JAZZ AND SHIMMY
.... Probably no other element has been so much to
blame as the modern music known as "Jazz," and the
modern dances known as the "Shimmy" and its kindred types.
....
Fall of 1,000 girls charged to jazz music.
"That the weird, neurotic, sex stimulating strains
of so-called jazz music result in a 'feeble-minded morality'
is indicated in a study recently completed by the
Illinois Vigilance Association....
"Mid the distracting notes of the saxophone and the
weird beat of the tom-tom was witnessed conduct not
hitherto seen outside the old red light district.
"In full view of the audience, which included many
boys and girls apparently still in their teens, couples
on the floor gave way to almost every form of indecency.
Dancers violently threw their arms about each other,
frequently assuming immoral postures.
"Lights were lowered, and to the strains of syncopated
music action that are indescribable took place.
This is the full flowering - the fruition of modern
erotic music, which has so crazed and befuddled the
moral make-up of young people...."
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5. Front Window
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Electro-Web-A-Tronic Hypersmut
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by Quacky
Yay! I got another free email provider: now I'm
quacky@rocketmail.com. If you can't get me there, just
start sending mail to quacky at any old .com you can think of.
This column is something that didn't fit in the last issue,
so it kinda starts out of nowhere. Look forward in a future
column to an interview with Persian Kitty, the hot webmistress
of Persian Kitty's Adult Links (some say the BEST smut links
site out there!!) Ohhh boy I hope I can get her on the line
for this one!!!
...
Other things I've been finding include tons of really great
sites for x-rated shopping, and a really awesome-radical-freakazoid
site about how the universe was created by some godlike being
masturbating. First and most important: the SHOPPING!
I found the greatest shopping site just yesterday. I was
surfing around (on work time of course) looking for stuff to do
with masturbation and porn and feminism, since that's a sort
of sub-plot to this issue[ actually LAST issue -- ed ] . So
I get this really interesting article from a site called
www.indulgent.com, or Indulgent Arts.
The article is called "Why Chicks Don't Dig Porn" and of course
this was provocative by the author's design. It's an interesting
article, mainly because she's telling about lots of the kinds of
disagreements that kinda drive Jane and Dick. I'd print the whole
thing, but that's lazy, and I want you to go look at this site.
The article is at
http://www.indulgent.com/indulge/lifestyle/porn.html...
But the real reason for going to this site is the excellent array
of sex-related products offered alongside a ton of articles, chat
areas, reviews of sex clubs ... on and on, and very very tasteful
and hip. I want to LIVE at this site!!!
Wait. I'm supposed to be talking about products here. OK. This is
how I decided that the shopping here completely rules: they have
the most amazing selection of nipple clamps I've ever seen, even
in a meatworld store like the Crypt. The list goes on and on and
it takes like 45 minutes to look at them all. The pictures are
pretty crummy, and so lots of imagination is necessary to help
figure out exactly what kind of clamps you're seeing and how they
will work. But the prices are very very reasonable, so it wouldn't
hurt to just try buying some and see if they are pleasureable.
(they are ALL pleasureable, I think!) The store doesn't allow
returns except for manufacturer defects, and the shipping charges
are a little bit steep, but if you put together a big list of
things to buy as gifts, or go together with a group of friends,
I think it would probably be ok, since they are shipping FedEx
2nd day.
I'm just getting started with this site, I think I'll check out
the toys section this afternoon. I've got a few hours to kill.
Now here's this weirdo site about masturbation:
http://www.summum.org/mastur.htm
and it says "God is a Masturbator who created Merh and CREATED
the UNIVERSE with a BIG BANG!"
I don't really know if I feel safe about this whole thing here.
It sounds a little too close to a cult for me. But I really get
a kick out of their style. They present some information from
the Gospel of Thomas (part of the Apocryphal New Testament; try
searching on Gospel of Thomas for MORE weirdness!). Or maybe that
quote is from something called "Summum Bonum Amen Ra," I can't
really tell.
This page leads to the page about Sexual Ecstasy from Ancient
Wisdom, and here's where they really start to suck me in, and
I start to shed my fears. "Hey, so what if it's a cult right?
They're offering me all this great sexual power... At least they're
not saying a flying saucer will come and take me away if I castrate
myself." In fact this is what you might gain from these Summum
folks: "Are you looking for a philosophy that addresses sexuality
in an intelligent,open, and responsible manner? one that
encourages healthy sexual relationships rather than promotes
guilt about sexuality? one that says it's ok to masturbate and
that oral sex can be wonderful? one that accepts homosexuality as
well as heterosexuality? Would you like to turn your sexual
unfulfillment into complete fulfillment? Or how about making
your great sex life even better?"
"Now you can learn about techniques that can offer you hours,
not minutes, of sexual ecstasy - techniques that can also be easily
adapted to a gay or lesbian relationship. Experience a spiritual
state with your partner you never knew existed and bring a new
dimension of joy, adventure, and spiritual bonding to your sex life."
Sounds pretty good huh?! Anyway, I'll leave it at that. I'll let
you all know if I decide to join up or buy the books or tapes or
whatever. Maybe I'll really find what I've been looking for...
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6. Lady Jane
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What's turning me on:
the way your skin smells when you've been out in the sunshine.
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7. pussy
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We're reprinting a pamphlet put out by Feminists for Free
Expression. Please note the membership info at the end of
the piece. look them up!
http://www.well.com/user/freedom/
FEMINISM AND FREE SPEECH: PORNOGRAPHY
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Feminism and Free speech: Pornography is part of the Feminism
and Free Speech series produced by Feminists for Free Expression,
a national, not-for-profit anti-censorship organization. FFE
has prepared this publication to aid in the understanding of
pornography, its uses and benefits, and its relation to violence.
Below is an overview of the scientific and cross-cultural research,
and legal and historical data on sexuality explicit material.
Popular beliefs are followed by research review.
1. THERE IS NO DIFFERENCE BETWEEN OBSCENITY AND PORNOGRAPHY
Yes, there is. Obscenity is sexual words and images
which are not protected by Constitutional guarantees
of free speech. To be illegally obscene, a work
must appeal to the prurient interests, depict sex
in a patently offensive way, and lack serious
literary, artistic, political or scientific value.
Pornography is material designed to arouse and
has no legal or consistent definition. Each person's
definition depends on her upbringing, sexual preference
and viewing context. One woman's "trash" may be another's
treasure or boredom.
2. SEXUALLY EXPLICIT MATERIAL CAUSES VIOLENCE AGAINST WOMEN
No reputable research in the U.S., Europe or Asia finds
a causal link between pornography and violence. Meese
Commissioner Dr. Judith Becker said "I've been working
with sex offenders for 10 years, and have reviewed the
scientific literature and I don't think a causal link
exists."
No research, including the Surgeon General's report,
finds a link between "kinky" or "degrading" images
and violence. Exposure to such material does not cause
people to change their sexual preferences or commit
acts against their will. The derailed impulses of child
abusers and rapists are caused by childhood traumas.
''They are not," wrote leading researcher John Money,
"borrowed from movies, books or other people."
Studies on violent pornography are inconsistent. Some
find it increases aggression in the lab; some find it does
not. Research also finds that aggression will be increased
by anything that agitates a subject (that raises heart
rate, adrenaline flow, etc.), not only violent movies
but riding exercise bicycles. Agitation will boost whatever
follows it, aggression or generosity.
Dr. Suzanne Ageton, measuring violence our of the lab,
found that membership in a delinquent peer group accounted
for 3/4 of sexual aggression.
Studies in the U.S., Europe and Asia find no link between
the availability of sexual material and sex crimes. The
only factor linked to rape rate is the number of young men
living in a given area. When pornography became widely
available in Europe, sexually violent crimes decreased or
remained the same. Japan, with far more violent pornography
than the U.S., has 2.4 rapes per 100,000 people compared
with the U.S. 34.5 per 100,000.
3. MEN WATCH PORNOGRAPHY AND COPY IT OR FORCE WOMEN TO
DO WHAT THEY SEE
Violence and intimidation existed for thousands of years
before commercial pornography and countries with no
pornography, like Saudi Arabia and Iran, do not boast
strong women's rights records. Men have forced women
to do things - sexual and nonsexual - for centuries.
The problem is not sex, it's force.
People do not mimic what they read or view in knee-jerk
fashion. If they did, the feminist books of the last 25
years would have transformed this into a perfect feminist
world. If they did, advertisers could run an ad and
consumers would obey. Instead, business spends millions
of dollars and still, the strongest motive for purchases
is price. People juggle words and images - good and bad -
with all the others that they have seen or heard, and
with all their real life experiences. It is experience
that is the strongest teacher.
Men do not learn coercion from pictures of sex. They learn
it from the violence and contempt for women in their families
and communities where each generation passes down what
sorts of force are acceptable, even "manly."
Copycat theories are "porn made me do it" excuses for
rapists and batterers. They relieve criminals of responsibility
for their acts.
4. PORNOGRAPHY DEGRADES WOMEN
Sexism, not sex, degrades women. Though sexism pervades
our culture in may forms, we will not eliminate it by
banning sex. Sexism and violence stem from long-standing
economic, political and emotional factors. It is these
that need addressing.
Women interpret pornography in different ways. Some find
it sexist, some find it a form of fantasy, like dreams
and the movies we run in our head when we masturbate or
have sex. Opponents of sexual speech misunderstand that
it is in everyone's interest to allow a variety of
pleasurable materials that enhance well-being and sexual
fulfillment.
The only work removed under Canada's new obscenity standard
(which claims to outlaw the degradation of woman) is
an erotic magazine made by and for women.
5. PORNOGRAPHY IS ONLY FOR MEN
Half the adults videos in the U.S. are bought or rented
by women alone or women in couples.
Sexual health professionals recommend pornography
as entertainment and information for women and men.
It may enhance failing marriages and help couples
talk about and experiment with sex.
AIDS and other sexually transmitted diseases have made
it a public health necessity to encourage sexual fantasy
material that offers women and men safe alternatives to
unhealthy sexual contact.
6. THE WOMEN IN PORNOGRAPHY ARE EXPLOITED OR VICTIMIZED.
Women are exploited and harassed in all fields; some are
in pornography. Exploitation will stop when it is vigorously
prosecuted everywhere it occurs.
When the National Organization for Women considered launching
a campaign against pornography, women in pornography
protested saying that a ban against it would create a
black market of exploitation. Some said their work gave
then independence and a sense of accomplishment; banning
it would worsen their lives. NOW abandoned its proposed
campaign.
7. AS AN AID TO MASTURBATION, PORNOGRAPHY IS ACTION THAT
IS NOT PROTECTED BY THE FIRST AMENDMENT.
Pornography may lead to masturbation much as a novel
or film may lead to tears or laughter. All are protected
by the First Amendment, including those that some find
offensive. "The government may not prohibit," wrote the
Supreme Court, "the expression of an idea because society
finds the idea itself offensive or disagreeable."
FFE does not believe that policing masturbation is
the proper business of government or well-meaning committees.
8. BANNING SEXUAL MATERIAL WILL PROTECT OR HELP WOMEN
Historically, censorship has hurt women. Information about
sex and reproduction has been banned under the guise of
"protecting" women - from the jailing of birth control advocate
Margaret Sanger to the "gag rule" against abortion counseling
in federally funded clinics to the attacks against National
Endowment for the Arts grant recipient Holly Hughs. It has
never reduced sexism or violence.
If one group may be censored because some find it offensive,
all groups may be censored, including women. The best
protection for women's ideas and voices is the Constitutional
protections of free speech.
Sexual images that do not meet women's needs should
not be restricted. Better images should be made. The answer
to bad pornography is good pornography, not no pornography.
This publication was developed by Patti O. Britton,
Ph.D. Jennifer Maguire and Beth Nathanson, M.A.
for FFE. Copyright 1993, FFE
[REPRINTED WITH PERMISSION]
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9. cunt
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Turn on #157:
+===========+
"Some people will go to any lengths
to get turned on." You need to be
wearing a dress, no panties. Take
a hand mirror out to your car and
secure it on the floor, door, or
dashboard of the drivers side so
that when you open your legs you
get a glimpse of your action. Great
to do when you're on your way to
one of your lovers' houses.
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10. snatch
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REAL LIVE STORY
+=============+
Hi. My name is J.J. Screen and I just met this man a
few weeks ago where I work and I've been feeling sorta
weird about him lately.
His name is Ray and I've been seeing him come
into the craft store where I work for about six weeks.
he's an old guy and I think he's married or something
because he's all: "You don't need to know about my life, J.J."
I'm all: "Well I guess..."
It's weird because why would this man ever
like me or anything? But after seeing each
other in the store, me selling him picture wires
and little plastic clothespins for a while, he
starts to get like " Hey J.J. don't you have any
boyfriends?" and things.
So I'm like "No."
Well, long story right?
So then we're at my house after I get off work
at 4:00, and Ray, he's smelling like medicine or
something, and he pulls out a bunch of things from
the pocket inside his jacket. One of those brown
leather bomber jackets with the snaps on the shoulders,
epaulets, right?
And he's joking about my body. I think it's a joke
anyway. And he's all "the way your boobies hang down in
diamond shaped flaps" and "the way your fanny melts
into your big legs only he is saying the dirty words
instead of "boobies" and "fanny" but I can't write those
words. But the way he says this stuff makes me really
like dirty, and he's not laughing, instead he takes off
his jacket.
I'm all: "Ray I like you and the dirty words you're
saying have a bad effect on me."
Ray goes: "That's right J.J. You like that, right?"
I go: "Um. Yeah. I do."
So pretty soon Ray's all naked and stuff except
for his sandals, and me too. And ray picks up the
wire and clothespins he had that he bought from
me at the shop.
"I wanted you J.J."
"OK ...?"
His gray beard is all dry and sandy colored
and I can see the eyes he had behind the glasses are
colored like that florist foam you arrange flowers in.
And I think, I wanted Ray too.
And pretty soon Ray's dink is all hard and wet on the
head of it, and he's been kissing scratchy beard kisses
over my belly and even lower. And he's got all the clothespins
and wire hooked on his thing and on the nipples of my boobs,
and it's all pulled tight all over with the wires, and I can't
really move or pull him closer to my face because of the
wires on my hands, and all I can really reach is my fanny
and I'm clawing my behind because of the hot pinches of the
clothespins.
And now he clips one more on my little hot spot, and my
whole cooch and ass and everything are all pinched apart,
and when I move my bottom it pulls the clips on the front
of me.
And like I can't even believe that this stuff all stays
clipped on me because it hurts so much.
And Ray's like saying my name over and over like "J.J. Screen
J.J. Screen J.J." And I'm like saying to myself "Girlfriend.
What the hay is going on here?"
Ray's hand is hooked into this loop of wire he's made
that pulls on all the clips together at once and that
makes me feel really bad, like I've just gotta stop this
whole thing, but in a good way like I do in the shower by myself.
And Ray is just pulling on the wires and his other had is
pulling at his dink kinda fast, like he's going to get the
stuff to come out. and if it did it would spit on my neck
and the rest of my front.
And I say "Ray." And I can't even really say more but I'm
looking in his green eyes like really desperate.
And then Ray stops for just a second and lets go of the wire
loops and that really hurts because all my sex parts have
been pulled on and are getting used to it.
And Ray puts that hand over my eyes and points his dink right
into my hole and slid right in.
And then his hand gets the loop of wire back, and pulls
it around behind him so all our clothespins are tight and
pulling again, and he's got his thing inside me, and he feels
pretty big in there even though I've seen bigger.
So he keeps bumping into me. And it's getting dark now,
I know because this is taking like two hours to get here.
And Ray is now bumping and all the wires are tight and pulling
the clothespins all over the place.
And I'm all: "Ray Ray Ray!"
And he's all: "J.J."
And my breathing is hard and the clothespins pull everything
so hard. And Ray pushes himself in there so hard. And inside
my crotch is this feeling like bigger than Ray even could be,
and Ray lets the wires go again, and everything flashes at
once and Ray's hands are pulling clothespins off all over
and reaching for my bottom and inside my bottom, and my mouth
and pushing up under my juggs and stuffing his own penis into
my tunnel; and his beard is scratching under my boobs. And
his penis is bumping the top of me inside and he's all "I'm
doing it J.J!"
And I'm like: "Me too!"
With the clips off everything starts to ache, and blood
comes back and I'm not *there* anymore. I don't know what.
I can't remember much after that. But it seems like Ray isn't
coming back in the store anymore. He left the wires and stuff
in my apartment. I guess I shouldn't really keep, them so I
bring them to work with we even though I can't say how I'd give
them back if he ever came back into the store.
I think I'm O.K.
I hope Ray is O.K. too.
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11. Harbor of Hope
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FACT
+==+
Body Measurements of Playboy Magazine
and Miss America contestants from 1979-1988
revealed that body weight for these "ideal"
women has steadily and significantly
decreased to a body weight 13-19% below
what is considered expected weight
(Wiseman et al., 1992). That means that
these women who are propped up to be female
ideals, meet at least one of the criteria for
anorexia nervosa, being 15% or more below
average body weight.
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what's turning him on: girls who wear slips . . .
. . . with no panties
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12. Gate of Heaven
--
"Edward"
+======+
It's a hot August night. I'm lying in bed trying to
sleep. The hum of the fan rings in my head and the
clammy sheets stick to my skin. Rolling around I
land on my back and watch the ceiling fan spin
around. I relax, thinking of you, the way you
look, the way you felt, the way you fucked. My
penis inflates like a balloon, and starts pulsating.
I grab at it, trying to calm the beast. Slowly I
stroke up and down, around my balls, over my head,
stroking some more. My speed picks up, faster now,
I can feel my ass start to sweat. I probe with my
other hand. A finger goes in with ease, then two. My
penis is going to explode. I slow down to savor the
moment, still thinking of you. I need more. I scan
the room searching for a nice round object to insert
up my ass. Nothing in sight. I mentally view the
contents of the bathroom. Nothing. The kitchen, that's
the place. Memories of us in the kitchen last winter
excite me more. I make my way to the fridge, rubbing
my cock all the while. Pulling open the door, goosebumps
cover my body. At first glance nothing seems promising,
then I spy a lonely carrot. I grab it and insert. As it
fills up my ass, I feel all its ridges and bumps like
some exotic sex toy. On my knees, my head against the
door, I begin to rotate around, up, and down this
carrot. I want more. I scour the fridge again. A
ketchup bottle, squash, a bottle of beer, no way.
Ah, just what I wanted, a cucumber. Perfect. Throwing
the carrot across the floor, I adjust myself to take
in my prize. Holding the cucumber, I begin to circle
around my asshole, in just a little, sizing it up.
It may be too big, but I'm determined to take it. My
dick is so ready, I think it's going to blow. I lower
myself down taking in the tip. Up some, down some,
stroking, my penis is on fire. Down some more on the
cuke, now it's halfway up my ass. Down, up, stroking,
I can feel it coming. I plunge down hard, taking the
cucumber in all the way. It's icy cold , I pump my
cock, and the long awaited sperm comes shooting out,
hitting the mayo jar. Hot cum is dripping down my
hands. Still stroking my cock, I lift off the cucumber,
making me cum again. In orgasmic exhaustion I fall to
my side, laying on the cold, tile floor. I'm no longer h
ot. I lay in my glow for awhile. My ass is sore, cock
is raw, cum's on my hands and fridge, and my stomach
is...hungry? I think I'll make a salad.
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13. cat
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SATURDAYJERKFEST
+==============+
A condom is required. You'd be surprised how convenient
this makes things. I'll explain that a little better down
there.
So I usually get some clips on my nips. That just serves to
make my whole body fired up, because it's like just flipping
the switch on a big machine that needs to warm up for a while
to be very useful. After about 15 minutes of just that (and
stories and pictures and lots of 'troubled' breathing) I walk
to the bathroom. Walking with clips on under a shirt just
about rips me wide open, and I'm usually rock hard and absolutely
HUGE (bigger than normal because I've been restrained and blood
is pumping all over like mad from the clips).
So then the condom goes on. And I go back to my desk. Yikes!
more walking! and I can barely sit still. Which is good.
Now see the condom is kinda tight, and it's also starting
to get some of my juices filling up the 'resevoir tip' so it's
very slippery slidey inside there. Pretty much all I would have
to do would be dig in my pocket a little bit to find the perfect
spot on myself and do a little bit of finger circling. With
all that juice in there it's very wild!
If there's someone else at work, I usually don't do any of
this, but I have once or twice, being extra-careful to keep
fingers on Alt-Tab and something full-screen and work-related
stuck right behind whatever smut I'm looking at or reading.
One-finger navigation is ESSENTIAL, and I really understand why
my newsreader and my browser know to page down or go to the next
message with just a tap on the spacebar. But I don't have a hand
anymore for inside my pocket.
So all I have to do is sit in the right spot and the right posture,
and I'm rubbing that same special spot right up against the bottom
of my keyboard tray. It's alot rougher than the finger circles, but
with the large muscle movements of scooting back and forth an inch
or two in my chair, it can really get wild.
One of my main goals is just to exhaust myself completely before
cumming. So I usually stop and start a whole bunch of times after
coming right to the brink, and walk around a bit, cool off by
putting on a backup tape, smoking etc. It's a really cool
hours-long self-love fest!
Hope you enjoyed this. I didn't intend it to be a full-blown
story... but I got a little carried away, realizing just
how much I love doing this!
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14. cunny
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FRAGMENT
+======+
I'm walking him to the busstop
and I have to pee
but I can't get a word in edgewise so
at the Kentucky Fried Chicken I stop
on the way home and I pee
I feel about the city like I still have to pee and ...
feels like shaved pubic hair
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15. Steam Room
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Turn ons Turn offs
+===============================================+
miniskirts skorts
girls who drink girls who smoke
people who call you people who call
in the middle of the you in the middle
night to tell you of the night
their dreams drunk
boys who say boys who say they
they like you love you
people who do things people who talk
about doing things
women who eat with women who only eat
gusto salad
boys and girls boys and girls
who ride bikes who drive two blocks
to the store
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16. Black Bess
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FIFTEEN COMPLAINTS
+================+
15. Don't ask questions, just act.
14. If you want it, take it.
13. Make more noise.
12. Harder.
11. Faster.
10. Slower.
9. Longer.
8. Use BOTH hands.
7. Don't cover your teeth with your lips.
6. Don't pretend you don't have fingernails.
5. Keep going, even if it seems like I can't handle it.
4. I WANT it to hurt.
3. Don't just take off your clothes like you're
getting in the shower.
2. Don't check on me to see if I'm OK.
1. Never hesitate.
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NOTE ABOUT FREAKY FONTS
+=====================+
most of the super-rad fonts you'll see in our printed issues
are ones we downloaded free from Chank.
Chank Diesel makes abso-fukin-lutely the greatest fonts
that kinda represent where cool is at nowadays in terms
of design and fonts and rock-n-roll. I highly highly highly
recommend having a look at
http://www.chank.com
plus he's in Minneapolis, and everyone I know from there is
Really really cool).
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18. Girl-Street
19. Mouse
20. Brown Madam
21. Honey-Hive
22. Tool-Chest
23. Muff
24. Little Mary
25. Jaxy
26. Notch
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