"café Flesh" And Me
April, 1985
Confessions of a Cult Sex KingOk, how many pornographers do you know?Huh? I'm not counting Uncle Buddy, who made a bundle after the war peddling snapshots of wayward Stuttgart gals he lured off the streets with the promise of nylons and hot Sauerbraten if they'd pose with Himmler, the barracks schnauzer.No, sir. We're talking contempo twitch and wriggle here. The loops you used to have to slide a quarter in the slot for have spawned an industry only slightly less legit than the one that cranks o...
