I was visiting San Francisco in 1980 on a rather chilly day in February. I was getting some shopping done at I Magnin and stopped into Elizabeth Arden for a quick facial and leg wax. Later that after I was planning to meet my friend Patti Deutsch at her home in Berkeley.
My leg waxing was somewhat "uncomfortable " so I decided to have some drinky poos before boarding the BART train to Berkley I was somewhat under the influence but successfully boarded the train feeling confident and sexy with my leopard skin wrap and Cobbie Cuddler shoes ( worn strictly for comfort not style) .
A few stops into my trip , I noticed that more and more black people were embarking , one rather large man sat next to me and said " hey whats up white momma you sexy " at first I was flattered and smiled , then he leered and squeezed his man region . I was frightened for my virtue so I decided to disembark at the next stop and call Patti and ask her to come pick me up .
As I got off of the train I saw the sign welcome to Oakland , and I thought what a quant name. However the surroundings seem not quant but somewhat lower class. I was waiting to use the pay phone and another large black man licked his lips and leered at me Suddenly out of no where I hear " Ma'm are you lost " I turn around and see this pleasant looking black woman ( big boned) , I said yes I am lost and need to use a phone. Then she said " honey you need to come with me , you are too pretty and attracting a lot of attention." I looked closely , the woman seemed familiar some how like a younger version of that actress that played Florida Evans on Goodtimes, I could not place her. I saw trust in her eyes , so I said yes and she took by the hand and we got into her Chevrolet Citation and back to house we went.
Her house decor was very interesting , red and white were the primary colors with a mauve velvet sofa, above the sofa was a picture of Jesus just prior to the crucifixion. She asked me if I liked Gin I never drink it but she was so nice I said yes. She went back to her kitchen and served me a Ronald Mcdonald special edition glass full of gin. She sat next to me on the couch, her hips were touching mine , she leaned over and took a small hand rolled cigarette from a box on her coffee table and asked me " do you want to relax and smoke for some Jay ?" I thought to myself I never heard of "Jay" cigarettes must be a California brand, she shared the cigarette with me , I found that odd was she trying to be thrifty?
We proceeded to share the Jay cigarette it had a unique odor that was trying to place in mind. Speaking of my mind the Ronald Mcdonald cocktail was hitting me and I felt so gay and free. She told me her name was Shirley and that she worked in TV , I still could not place her she was so familiar in a delightful way so I was enjoying our conversation .
Shirley asked me if I wanted a massage , I thought for a moment , it HAD been a long day and I was tired so I said yes but I need to call my friend Patti to come get me. I advised her of my tender post waxed legs , I laid face down on the couch and Shirley got a bottle of Corn Huskers Lotion and gently began to massage my calves and thighs . She kissed the back of my neck and she said " am I making momma feel good?" I said yes . I knew my trip to ecstasy land was about to begin!! I woke up an hour later, I laying face up , my under wire bra was on the floor , the cotton panel of my Leegs control top panty hose was compromised . Jesus looked down upon me in a disapproving manner, Shirley was asleep, I used her phone to call Patti and gave the address. Shirley insisted that she wait with me on the street for Patti's arrival. Patti soon arrived in Chrysler K car . Patti told me who she was and that she was a star. Well I will always remember that afternoon.
