Free Preview: Playmate of the Month September 1977 - Debra Jo Fondren
Sometimes it pays to go a little out of your way. For instance, if you were driving to Houston, it might pay to take a side trip for about 80 miles to the city of Beaumont. We know the tirp is worthwhile because that's where we found Debra Jo Fondren. Beaumont is far enough west so that your best suit can be made by Levi Strauss and far enough south so that a one-syllable word gets stretched into two or three. That's the way Debra Jo talks. As though every sentence is a song. Beaumont isn't what you'd call a slow town, just easygoing. It is, after all, bayou country; more like Louisiana than the Texas the movies bring to mind. The boys in Beaumont grow up to be very big boys, and the girls grow up to be feminine and unaffected. You might say it's a life well-suited to the growing of hair. Otherwise, how do you explain the luxuriant growth that is Debra's? The golden mane took her a full eight years to grow and, to hear Debra talk, it was worth every minute. "To me, a woman's hair is her glory, and my long hair is my trademark. It's what sets me apart from everyone else. It makes me feel more feminine and I love it when a guy runs his fingers through it." Of course, there's more to do in Beaumont than grow hair. A warm breeze off the Gulf Coast might find Debra on the rifle range. Trap and skeet shooting is one of her passions and she's good at it. "I think I'm as good as any man, and I always beat my boyfriend. In fact, this year we went duck hunting for the first time and I...
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