I met a fascinating woman this past weekend. She's now a grandmother and fits the role perfectly, but she is a constant reminder that we all have past lives. This is her story (in her words):
I was a trunker, that's a girl who sits in the trunk of an elephant, and that's how I saw my first naked man. Part of my circus job was to take care of the monkey, you know the little kind that you see cranking the organ on the street. Our monkey was used in a lot of movies and Hugh Heffner wanted to meet it to see if he could use it in his movies. It was the 70s and we were invited to the Playboy mansion with our monkey.
We saw the whole mansion, well most of it. Hugh was with Barbi Benton at the time and they never came out of his bedroom, so we didn't see them or that part of the mansion. It took hours to see the whole thing and they told us to stay as long as we wanted.
The most amazing part is the swimming pool 'cause it has this cave that you can swim into. So we're hanging out at the pool and this good looking guy comes walking out in a robe. "O my gosh" I said. "That's John!" He was like this soap star and he was really hot. Next thing I know, he drops his robe and he's butt-naked.
"I'm only 17!" I screamed it real loud but he was already in the pool. If that's the first time you're gonna see a naked man, you really can't get any better than that and after a while I got used to it!
