While I can only imagine what freak nasty time would be like with an 80-year-old playa, I never did think that I would actually get to hear about that probably limp experience by someone who hopped aboard a well-seasoned and floppy sausage firsthand.
Check out some of the highlights of her Sliding Into Home biography below. And in case you can’t stomach hearing about a young blond bombshell getting freak nasty with a geriatric saggy-balled pimp, do not read any further.
On her first time hopping up on Hef’s disco stick:
“One of the girls asked me if I wanted to go upstairs to Hef’s room. In my head I could hear my mom’s voice: ‘You know they have orgies there.’ I said “Okay, if I have to.” It seemed like every other girl was going, and if I didn’t it would be weird. One by one, each girl hopped on Hef and had sex with him… for about a minute. I studied their every move. Then it was my turn… it was very weird. I wasn’t thinking about how much older Hef was – all the body parts worked the same. I wanted to be there.”
On when she decided she wanted to be one of Hef’s girlfriends:
“The next morning Hef came into my room to see how I was doing. Hef never went into the guesthouse. “Hello, my darlin’” he said. I felt special, loved and pretty. Isn’t that all a girl really wants out of a boyfriend?…
There was a world outside San Diego that I needed to explore – and I felt like Hef was the guy who would help me do that. Moving into the mansion when I was 18 felt like a spiritual event.”
I just hope that the hopping on-and-off of Hef’s weiner involved changing up condoms in between each vadge swap.