Mystery Tales
and Private Detective are two of Nolan Media's premiere, stand-alone magazines.
Now these feature their own roster of
stars, with a few contributing independents such as Julie
Stanton, Rita Cortez, Shirley Williams,
Scarlette Hawks, etc. These stars are distinguished from
their Image1 stable mates in that they
have no true physical abnormalities and they may head up
their own title and not be able to lick
a stamp. Now these would include Cathy Colbert, Julie Stanton,
Lady Farrah, and the lady shown below,
Ellen Langston of Mystery Tales Magazine.
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The near six-foot amateur detective endured
a bit
of belly pain in her first two episodes.
In this sketch,
she is shown being watched by young stranger
while
on her way home. This little boy would
soon give
her plenty of problems! |
She had dressed down to her undersized navy
blue pullover, which sleeves barely
covered her elbows, the striped bikini
panties she had worn, and a fresh pair of
sweat socks. From this, he knew she was
in for the night, which indeed soured his
plans. The six-foot 210 lb. former
college volleyball player and field hockey
captain seemed a most formidable opponent
at first, but he knew he had to do some-
thing. She turned on the tv, sitting
on the edge of the bed. At that point, he decided to
make his move. He tried to get to the
door, but upon recognizing him, she rushed
ahead of him, blocking the door.
"Care to explain the purpose of this little invasion, little man?" she
asked. As
she approached him, he backed away, throwing
objects, from her bureau, at her. As
she continued to come at him, he jumped
on the bed and dove upon her broad
shoulders. This causes her to lose
her balance and drop to her knees. He fell to
the floor between her and the bed, now
trapped more than ever. Sheila struggled to
grab his arms, but he was too fast. However,
her bulging, half-bare stomach offered
a vast target for his small, hard fist.
For all her size, she had a cotton-soft mid-section,
which was her greatest weakness. Angered,
she tried to grab at his shirt, only to take
a fist to the jaw! She hoisted him across
her shoulders, thinking she had him beat.
However, her show of dominance was twarted
by another small fist stinging her
left side, in the tender area between
her hip and ribcage. She grunted loudly, quite
surprised. another, a small girl about
his size, had joined the fight. As Sheila tried
to keep the boy helpless across her shoulders,
she was helpless to stop the girl's
fists from pounded at her stomach. Now
locked in true misery, Sheila could do no-
thing to protect herself. The boy was
now pulling back on her hair, grabbing at her
face, as the girl's fist sank into the
thin-skinned navel area and her bulging solar
plexus, striking her large targets in
a manner as if awaiting Sheila to release to boy
after each punch.
Angered more so than hurting, she finally dropped the boy to the floor.
She
held her sore stomach, watching the two
small invaders rushing to the door. She
had tried to grab them, but the girl
took a pitcher of water on a nearby stand and
hurled it at her. The boy made certain
the big woman would not follow, as he rammmed
his head into her tenderized stomach.
From Langston Files, Mystery Tales
Magazine |
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The micro-mini-skitrted private eye Scarlette
Hawkes is known for dirty fighting,
but cannot protect her belly from a combination
of jabs from the unseen hooker
she's cornered. (from Scarlette's first
pulp e-novella)
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