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Subject: Review: The Chameleon
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THE CHAMELEON
Director: John Leslie
Distributed by: VCA, 1989
Starring: Tori Welles, Victoria Paris, Selena Steele, Debi Diamond,
April West, Pamela Rose, Lynn Francis, Tom Byron, Buck Adams,
Peter North, Joey Silvera, Scott Irish, Ray Victory, Axel Horn,
Richard Pacheco.
The movie opens up on a woman Diana (Welles) talking with her
psychiatrist Dr. York (Pacheco) about her husband Mark (Byron). She says
she's fed up of him always on her back about everything she does, and most
importantly, that she can do just about anything she wants to (like change
bodies) and that has him very worried. After counselling, Diana goes off to
a party where she takes on the form on another woman (West) and has sex (but
we never see the transformations happen, as in all cases throughout the film,
it just 'suddenly' happens).
Scene 1: April West, Scott Irish and Axel Horn.
Looks like a strange party, all the people are as still as mannequins.
The three of them fuck on a couch. Short scene.
Diana goes home after the party and has a small arguement with Mark.
Then she takes a shower and comes out as another woman (Diamond billed as
Debi Hanson here). Mark gets frustrated with her again, but then they make up
by having sex.
Scene 2: Debi Diamond and Tom Byron.
Hot scene with an average facial.
Diana and Mark go out to dinner that night and waiting around, Diana
spots a woman and a waiter/manager (Paris and North) slipping into a backroom,
then she follows them and joins in on their fun.
Scene 3: Tori Welles, Victoria Paris and Peter North.
Dirty talk, hot sex and a killer facial cumshot on Welles makes this
scene a winner.
As they head on out back into the restaurant, Diana takes on the
identity of the woman (Paris), who is met up with a stranger (Adams) that
takes her to a party where his wife (Rose) is playing a game of cards. Adams
explains that the male winner of one round and the female winner of another
round fuck eachother on the table. They both sit and watch as Ray Victory
wins a round, then two women (Rose and Francis) win another round, making it
a threesome. Adams and Paris (Welles) start their own fire.
Scene 4: Victoria Paris and Buck Adams/Pamela Rose, Lynn Francis and
Ray Victory.
Switching from both groups in the same room adds more heat to the
sexings. Paris and Adams are hot.
When Diana goes back home to Mark, they slightly argue again, then she
breaks the tension by coming on to him.
Scene 5: Tori Welles and Tom Byron.
Average, fairly short scene.
Later on, Diana goes to Dr. York for more conversation, this time she
comes on to him, but he refuses the offer. Afterwards, she goes to a bar and
takes on the identity of yet another woman (Steele), who is confronted by her
(Steele's character's) boyfriend, Joey Silvera. We don't know the exact story
between them, but they go someplace quiet and fuck.
Scene 6: Selena Steele and Joey Silvera.
One of Steele's first performances. Good scene.
The next day, Mark goes to Dr. York in place of Diana. They talk a
bit, with the idea of having both of them visit him at the same time. At a
dinner party that night, Diana catches the eye of Buck Adams and refreshes
his memory about the other night (where she was Paris). After a bit, they go
back to her place and fuck.
Scene 7: Tori Welles and Buck Adams.
Highly intense scene. Pretty short, however, but very hot.
The story twists and turns, and we find out Tom Byron had switched
his identity to that of Buck Adams (and this is supposedly the first time
he's ever switched bodies, so he says). The story unfolds completely with
one more, final, unsuspected twist and the movie ends.
This movie is a definite must see. A definite for fans of Tori Welles
and John Leslie. One of 1989's highly acclaimed features, this movie has a
lot to offer. Check it out, you won't be disappointed.
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169 “I can arrange all that.” Such Apaches as had not gone back on the war-path returned to the States with the troops; but there were five months more of the outrages of Geronimo and his kind. Then in the summer of the year another man, more fortunate and better fitted to deal with it all, perhaps,—with the tangle of lies and deceptions, cross purposes and trickery,—succeeded where Crook had failed and had been relieved of a task that was beyond him. Geronimo was captured, and was hurried off to a Florida prison with his band, as far as they well could be from the reservation they had refused to accept. And with them were sent other Indians, who had been the friends and helpers of the government for years, and who had run great risks to help or to obtain peace. But the memory and gratitude of governments is become a proverb. The southwest settled down to enjoy its safety. The troops rested upon the laurels they had won, the superseded general went on with his work in another field far away to the north. The new general, the saviour of the land, was heaped[Pg 305] with honor and praise, and the path of civilization was laid clear. Parliament met on the 10th of January, 1765. The resentment of the Americans had reached the ears of the Ministry and the king, yet both continued determined to proceed. In the interviews which Franklin and the other agents had with the Ministers, Grenville begged them to point to any other tax that would be more agreeable to the colonists than the stamp-duty; but they without any real legal grounds drew the line between levying custom and imposing an inland tax. Grenville paid no attention to these representations. Fifty-five resolutions, prepared by a committee of ways and means, were laid by him on the table of the House of Commons at an early day of the Session, imposing on America nearly the same stamp-duties as were already in practical operation in England. These resolutions being adopted, were embodied in a bill; and when it was introduced to the House, it was received with an apathy which betrayed on all hands the profoundest ignorance of its importance. Burke, who was a spectator of the debates in both Houses, in a speech some years afterwards, stated that he never heard a more languid debate than that in the Commons. Only two or three persons spoke against the measure and that with great composure. There was but one division in the whole progress of the Bill, and the minority did not reach to more than thirty-nine or forty. In the Lords, he said, there was, to the best of his recollection, neither division nor debate! His cheek paled for an instant as the thought obtruded that the man might resist and he have to really shoot him. "Good, the old man's goin' to take the grub out to 'em himself," thought the Deacon with relief. "He'll be easy to manage. No need o' shootin' him." "Them that we shot?" said Shorty carelessly, feeling around for his tobacco to refill his pipe. "Nothin'. I guess we've done enough for 'em already." John Dodd, twenty-seven years old, master, part of the third generation, arranged his chair carefully so that it faced the door of the Commons Room, letting the light from the great window illumine the back of his head. He clasped his hands in his lap in a single, nervous gesture, never noticing that the light gave him a faint saintlike halo about his feathery hair. His companion took another chair, set it at right angles to Dodd's and gave it long and thoughtful consideration, as if the act of sitting down were something new and untried. "Besides," Norma said desperately, "they're only rumors—" "Oh, I've found a way of gitting shut of them rootses—thought of it while I wur working at the trees. I'm going to blast 'em out." During the next ten years the farm went forward by strides. Reuben bought seven more acres of Boarzell in '59, and fourteen in '60. He also bought a horse-rake, and threshed by machinery. He was now a topic in every public-house from Northiam to Rye. His success and the scant trouble he took to conciliate those about him had made him disliked. Unprosperous farmers[Pg 124] spoke windily of "spoiling his liddle game." Ditch and Ginner even suggested to Vennal that they should club together and buy thirty acres or so of the Moor themselves, just to spite him. However, money was too precious to throw away even on such an object, especially as everyone felt sure that Backfield would sooner or later "bust himself" in his dealings with Boarzell. "Let's go home," she said faintly—"it's getting late."