MISS MAY 1984 – CELEBRATING ICONIC CENTERFOLDS THROUGH PHOTOGRAPHIC, EPOLYRIC & EROTO-IMAGINARY TECHNIQUE

The books I have written do not only tell the story of my life, so they entertain the reader through the Great American Novel.

The books I have written do not only tell the story of our world, so they inform the reader through a great work of history.

And the books I have written do not only have more than sixty thousand downloads, after fewer than three years, so you can take as many copies as you like, without registration, for free, and I hope you share them with others.

The MK-Ultra Series celebrates so many amazing places, plants, animals, and people—along with the stars, the sky, the sea, and the earth—to record their stories, so we all may grow in reknown.

As an epic poet, I sing of the beauty, trials, and achievements of the amazing women who posed for Playboy.

PLAYMATE BRAVE!

And, while I expose sexual programming, I make no apologies for healthy relations between consenting adults, so there are graphic moments….

Through my detective story, I am fighting against the little homosexual perverts in the global intelligence community to expose their pathetic methods.

And so I need not only to reveal their crimes, while I help you do the same, but also to send a positive message through good cheer, noble strength, and great beauty.

My books have a visual component, through which I will sometimes describe the geometrical composition, the color palette, and the wholesome effect of an iconic, erotic, and historic photograph, showing a beautiful naked woman, embodied in Playboy.

And, so, as a proper incentive to read my books, and to explain this literary device, which might else lie hidden, I wish to share an artistic example of a lady who was posed, through mind control, without her knowledge, just for me, as a Playmate.

Upright she sits in a bridal dress held together only at her neck, the top slightly undone to form a jaunty collar. The lacy fabric cannot hide the healthy glow of her skin, shining through translucent patterns, while her breasts refuse to be contained, pushing it apart and open. Pulling the wedding gown back together, across her midframe, Patty Marie’s strong hand grips, gathers, and lifts the cloth, drawing it away from her body, to expose her large black bush. Her bare chest, her flat stomach, and her muscular legs are brown from the sun, while her dress is white and see-through. Where her bikini failed to hide her body, the sun has gently kissed her, casting the millions of whites, pinks, and reds of her magnificent heavy breasts, her enormous rosy aureolæ, and pert pink nipples into infinite shades of relief. Triangles of tanline and cloth accentuate her womanly figure, until whites, reds, and browns culminate in dark fluffy wool. When I look up, tearing my attention from her body, her incredible blue eyes gaze at me, her lips softly part, and her hand gently caresses my head, drawing me to kiss. The lady wears a double halo, first her silky hair, swirling, circling around her lovely face, and then a large straw hat to protect her beauty from the sun. 

I hope you enjoy the lyric, spending some time with the poem, as you compare my treatment to the complementary centerfold that worked to embody, for me, a wifely woman, healthy with her hand, raised, in bridely benediction.

You can meet Patty Duffek, by my side, since we mate, in my magnum opus.

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