I heard a sound, like maracas. No one was doing a rhumba; it was just the young mans knees knocking. This was Rock Hudson, making his bid for stardom...
Pardon us for peeking into milady’s boudoir—but who wouldn’t be interested in what the stars wear in the privacy of their homes? Some like pastels, others turn into birds of paradise, but each star makes an evening at home enchanted
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