--- In FairfieldLife@yahoogroups.com, Vaj <vajradh...@...> wrote: <snip> > I actually found her tales of being a back-stage > groupie much more interesting--even though I > actually expected to see some more bad poetry > from Raunchy. Of course I'll never look at William > Duvane
(Devane) > the same knowing he had performed oral sex on Judy. Actually Billy never tried to get into my pants, unlike several other members of the crew. He was happily married (still is) with two kids and got razzed a lot because he'd always leave the bar early to go home. But he wouldn't have had any luck if he had tried to get into my pants. You wouldn't have recognized him. He was incredibly slovenly, actually physically dirty, wore filthy, torn clothes, always needed a shave and a haircut. He was an aspiring playwright at the time, not so much interested in acting, and he was doing a kind of starving-artist shtick. The idea that he would one day turn into a handsome, sexy, elegant hunk that women drooled over would have given everyone who knew him a fit of the giggles back then. But despite his appearance and bad language, he was a shirt-off-the-back kinda guy (the rips therein notwithstanding), and we all loved him. Very funny dude, too, extremely bright.
