Ava, Dork, Tiffany
I had Ava Fabian's issue of Playboy and it (she) and I spent many quiet, and surprisingly tender, moments together in my dorm room at San Diego State.
I was once a subscriber to Tiffany Taylor's website shortly after going online, before I knew you didn't have to pay for most of your internet entertainment. Unless my memory fails me, it's the only subscription I've ever had to such a site.
No, it's not creepy. I'd like to think it's pure, glorious serendipity that these were the two dressed-up Playmates for this perfect evening, a nod to me and my years of patronage to the Hefner Empire, a special event Just. For. Me.
At least that's what I told myself when I spent a quiet, and surprisingly tender, moment later that night in the hotel bathroom.