When I was 18 I went with my friend Donna (who I still know) to see our first porno movie. It was a little theater in Chino, a cowboy town southeast of the pastoral town of Claremont, where we lived. We were very excited and felt very naughty. The first feature was a ridiculous biker sort of thing, with phony sex (floppy limp ones banging away at nothing) and we felt kind of gypped. The next feature came on and we simultaneously said, "OOOooh,,,, mmmyyyyyyy....". You get the drift. The real thing. Close-ups of the pink. Early breast implant scars. The Works. I have been looking for this movie for a long time as a nostalgic souvenier of a more innocent time, and it is out on DVD now. I am thrilled. As soon as I have an extra $11.95 + S/H, it is MINE! Move over, Ms. Funicello and Mr. Avalon - it's time for BEACH BLANKET BANGO!