Needing a break from rock and roll, I was called upon by mister John Sex to perform in his new act the Bodacious Ta-tas. John was definitely Mister Showmanship incarnate. Learning every trick from his mentor, Liberace, nothing was spared from his act. We had the highest hairdos and the most sequins. John's lightbulb jacket could blind a blind man! Together with Miss April, he dragged us around the world.

Once we did the opening of Club Nu, a tacky disco in the South Beach district of Miami. The owners flew down about 20 of New York's social elite and press to "create" a scene. One night after the show, me and a big queen named Alexis DelLago were walking back to the hotel. It was a rather risky section of town to be strutting down the street in evening gowns and rhinestones. All of a sudden we were stopped by the police. Apparently there was some kind of a curfew and they mistook us for a couple of drag queen hookers. When they asked us if we were girls, Alexis, who thought she was Marlene Dietrich but looked more like Fred Flintstone, replied in a husky voice, "Oh yes officer, I am a girl". We nearly landed in the hoosegow when our limo driver pulled up and rescued us. Safely back at our hotel, to rid ourselves of nervous perspiration, we jumped in the pool with all our clothes on. The security man almost had a coronary when we emerged with our eyelashes crawling off our faces like two caterpillars!