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Big tit stars
Alexis Love
Aneta Buena
Anita Agni
Anna Jota
Annie Swanson
Anya
Aria Giovanni
Ashley Juggs
Ashley Juggs
Autumn-Jade
Bea Flora
Bettie Ballhaus
Brandy Talore Taylor
Brittany Love
Busty Merilyn
Candie Kane
Candy Samples
Cassandra
Cathy Patrick
Chantz Fortune
Chaz
Cheri
Bomb
Chloe Vevrier
Christy Canyon
Clyda
Rosen
Crissy Moran |
This blonde is outta this world
Panic on Wall Street
part 1
On September 19, 1968, some 40 years after Black Tuesday, Wall Street
panicked again, but in a different way. To historians of human behavior, the day
will be known as Red-and-Yellow Thursday. As in the first panic, figures were
involved in the second panic too, but they were
Anna Jota's
43-25-37. Mass hysteria had probably not reached such a pitch since that guy's
radio broadcast hoodwinked the country into believing that the Martians had
taken over our planet. The latest panic on Wall Street was precipitated by a
21-year-old, 5 foot 4 brunette named
Ashley Juggs who says she was bewildered by the whole thing, and states,
"I'm just an ordinary girl!" Her measurements are the not-so-ordinary 43-25-37
mentioned earlier. She works as a postal machine operator, for the Chemical Bank
New York Trust Company, in the Wall Street district. She lives in the
Williamsburg section of Brooklyn, and so uses the subway to go to work. Each
day, as regular as well-oiled clockwork,
Bea Flora has been emerging from the
same Wall Street subway exit at 1: 28 p.m. to go to her job. Last spring,
Aneta Buena's
more-than-well proportioned figure, usually clad in a tight sweater and a short
skirt, began to attract the attention of stockbrokers, clerks, office boys, and
even envious stenos, as she breasted the lunchtime crowds in the financial
canyons, en route to her office. As days went by, and the punctuality of
Alexis Love's
exit from the subway was established, more and more girlwatchers lined the route
of her daily triumphant march, to gape and gasp and goggle.
Bettie Ballhaus was
indeed well worth gaping and gasping and goggling at. From day to day, the
pressure kept building up in the spectators, whose numbers increased daily. On
Thursday, September 19, the lid blew off. That day, as
Annie Swanson emerged from the
subway in a taut yellow sweater and a red skirt, she was greeted by more than
5,000 girIwatchers who had collected to see her. The bulls and bears of Wall
Street had been transformed into wolves by
Brandy Taylor Talore's magic combination of
43-25-37. The crowds were heavy along the sidewalks. Many of the windows of the
neighboring buildings were filled with more eager faces. Really dedicated
girl-watchers climbed up light poles and onto car roofs, to gain an unobstructed
angle on the girl. Traffic was stalled for blocks. The crowds lustily cheered
her, and those closest to her were bold enough to ask her for her autograph, as
though she were Busty
Merylin Anya Senkova. Newspaper photographers quickly made it to the scene,
and then the police, who had to rescue her from the too-admiring throngs. They
steered her into a nearby building, out a back door and, by a circuitous route,
to her office. That is when she uttered what is probably the understatement of
the year: "I'm just an ordinary girl. I think they're all crazy. What are they
doing this for?" It took hours to clear the streets of the milling
Chantz Fortune
watchers, who were waiting for her to come out for lunch. (After all, a figure
like that needs nourishment.) Spectators at the scene, questioned by reporters,
expressed various reactions. Joe Smartski, a broker, said, "A guy in my office
who'd been watching her each day for a week, told me about her but I wouldn't
believe it until I saw them for myself. Now I believe it. Boy, do I believe it!"
. Chloe Vevrier,
who is a secretary, said, "Well, I wanted to see what all the men were going on
so about. Big deal! They're probably not even real." Harvey Cohen, a 16-year-old
office boy, said, "They oughtn't to let
Candy Samples run
around loose that way. She could cause even a worse scene than this, on a really
hot day!" Some people are never satisfied. One fellow said disappointedly, "They
told me she measured 48 . . . ."
Christy Canyon may have been an ordinary girl on
September 18, but by September 19, she no longer was. Her picture, and the story
of the panic she had caused on Wall Street, were carried by newspapers all
across the country.
Autumn Jade, who delivers a Wall Street financial report each
morning on radio station KLAC in Los Angeles, was obliged to report the girl's's
story, along with the other highs and lows in the financial news. 271010
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