"She was the kind of broad who could turn you on with just a wink. And she winked a lot. She had on a tight cocktail dress that plunged deeper than an Acapulco cliff diver, but with less responsibility, and gams that started some way above her head and finished three stories below."Ah, yes. once upon a time it was the stems that stoked the fire of the American Male. Back before things got all hardcore and X-rated, gams ruled the day. By the 1970s, Deep Throat was playing in every major city and skin magazines left nothing to the imagination. The Sexual Revolution ushered in the miniskirt which was a boon for the gams parade.... but the films and print media of the time left gams in the dust in favor of more (ahem) intimate regions of the female anatomy.
Well, the male brain hasn't significantly changed in the last 100,000 plus years, so I'm confident the "leg men" are still around. With a Miniskirt Monday gracing the front page of Retrospace each week, you may be inclined to think this site is becoming some bastion for the female leg. Well, there are certainly worse things to be called.
Anyway, I think it's high time we started offering up some gams sans miniskirt. This round will strictly be B&W old-school gams. Enjoy!
Don't worry. Gams in living color will be coming your way soon.