He r new Anne Fontaine puffy pirate shirt, skinny jeans & Turquoise stilettos gets her in the back alley Jackson Street club called [informally] the Hepkat where the cats were Swinging n so hot hot hot; they reenact ( ) the zoot-suits riots on Saturday Night & she gets beaten up by the same ****** sailor every Saturday; he said his name was Fred & he carried her back to his place one night; Fred had the biggest calico cat she had ever seen & oddly, she ha seen a few & fell or flew into his arms but poor Fred was gay & Asian Hipster Barbie as bad as she wanted to warn him didn't & as hot [she had a snooch - despite slumming w/ around the Stonewall franchise of the future: drive-thru homosexuality - Barbie's mind wanders when she thinks what two hard ***** could do to each other - w/ no clue but the gay **** she's been reading since second grade [since she found an old scummy underground glossy floating in the gutter & sneaking it home in her book bag & set it out to let it dry out like a sacred relic of some mysterious culture or civilization: & there it was, straight up [it was surprisingly easy to get her hands on more - the same way - ] someone must have been spooging on them & chucking them in the trash & somehow they inevitably wound up n the gutter - & out of Tom of Finland: [like the garbage man refused to take it w/ the garbage so he tossed it in the gutter when he threw the contents of smelly, trash basket into the chopper | as she was [she found she could shove her own fist up her *** || not that she bragged about it | her friends at boarding school were all closet-lesbians [Barbie wanted to be the bottom in a Tom of Finland cartoon -] [she wondered if she'd ever get laid or treated like the woman she [her own kind of secret - [ ], ( ) so she could fist herself; it never became necessary to *** that hard again - ever] imagined herself to be - or man] looking; his eyes melted in his head & she froze hard -