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Candida Was Jean Kittson
'Candida' - she's supposed to be some sort of hippy-descended new-age thing. She's hanging from a set of gymnastic rings suspended above the stage, with one leg through one ring, her arms entwined in the others. She's wearing some sort of pinstripy leotard, with a pink shirt and purple lycra leggings underneath it. Her breasts, wrapped in the upper confines of this shirt, are resting comfortably on the top of that part of the leotard which covers her stomach. They're just sitting there, shifting around inside the shirt slightly as she shifts position on the rings. She's hanging from these rings (talking about the earth being some sort of cosmic clitoris), and I'm sitting here, mentally willing the producer to switch to the camera placed behind her, because the sight of her lycra-clad behind - the crease in her right buttock formed by the rope leading up to the scaffolding, the pinstripy leotard slowly working its way into the divide of her buttocks, is almost enough to get the image of those breasts out of my mind. This is ridiculous - that's Jean Kittson ... She's old enough to be my mother ... I'm sort of glad they took that show off the air. When she played the part of a hotel room-service waitress, I used to get horribly turned on and I'd spend the rest of the week wondering if I should mention this aberration to my psychiatrist. |
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