FROM: Joey Markham ([email protected]) SUBJECT: REVIEW: "Walking Small" DATE: Tue, 17 Dec 1996 00:10:09 -0500 (EST) WALKING SMALL director: Jim Enright. Zane, 1992. cast: Napoleon, Melanie Moore, K.C. Williams, Shawnee Cates, Alyssa Jarreau, Tony Tedeschi, T.T. Boy. running time: 72 minutes. - Alyssa Jarreau, T.T. Boy / Shawnee Cates, Tony Tedeschi - Alyssa Jarreau, Tony Tedeschi / Shawnee Cates, T.T. Boy / K.C. Williams, Napoleon - Melanie Moore, Napoleon Melanie Moore plays a madam named Georgia Parsons. She and her two best girls, Charlotte (Shawnee Cates) and Stella (Alyssa Jarreau), are sitting around in a parlor, preparing themselves for another night of business (and pleasure). "We haven't had a bite all night, Georgia," Stella says. "It's that new sheriff the town hired. He's scaring away all our clients," says Charlotte. "Oh, don't you girls worry," Georgia says and goes on about how some new lawman can't waltz into their town and tell folks who they can and can't have sex with. Then she mentions that tonight they'll be featuring a half price sale. "That oughtta rope 'em in," smiles Stella. "Sure has!" says Charlotte as she turns around and sees two men, Eustus (T.T. Boy) and Jim Bob (Tony Tedeschi), wander in. Both guys are excited they're the only ones there, giving them the pick of the litter. Georgia welcomes the boys and asks them what their pleasure is for the evening. Eustus wants Stella and Jim Bob wants Charlotte. "Did you boys bring your money?" she asks them then collects a hundred dollar deposit from each of them. "A hundred dollars? Damn!" exclaims Eustus. "Looks like it's worth every penny to me!" says Jim Bob. "They're all yours, ladies!" smiles Miss Parsons and both Stella and Charlotte remove the guys' jackets and wander off into separate rooms. Stella and Eustus hop onto a bed. "Just how much money you got in those pockets of yours, Mr.Spike?" she asks him. "I made enough money to make sure we can suck and fuck 'til the cows come home," he says. "Oooh, what are we waitin' for?" she asks and unzips his fly. In another room, Charlotte and Jim Bob also hop onto a bed. "Hurry up, Miss Charlotte, and get undressed," he tells her. "I don't want my good buddy used to scoring no home runs before *I* do!" "Don't worry about that," she grins and they both partially undress (just the top part). We intercut between the two couples. - Alyssa starts off by giving T.T. a lengthy blowjob. He licks her pussy then a mish follows. Then a doggie, then a cumshot on her ass. Alyssa is a sort of pug-faced woman with shoulder length brown hair and nice natural breasts. T.T. is smug, but not to the point of total annoyance. - Tony tongues Shawnee's neck as she lays on her back then climbs down to her pussy for a taste. She gives him head then they do a hot cowgirl. A mish follows then he cums in between her nice (natural) breasts. That's a good thing about this video - all the women have natural breasts. This couple performs with more enthusiasm and both couples do provide a good twenty(plus) minutes of carnal fun to start off the movie. "Damn, baby! That was good!" Eustus says then kisses Stella. "You know, I can't remember what we used to do for fun before Miss Parsons opened up this here whorehouse!" "You may have to remember, Eustus," she says. "That if tight-ass sheriff Buttford Pussy gets his way and closes us down, you boys will be out in the cold." "Oh no... really?" he asks but puts his mind off his worries by kissing her some more. Over in the parlor. Miss Parsons is putting new batteries in the vibrators and tells herself, "Well, I wish we'd get some men in here.. these girls are going through batteries like shit through a goose." Moments later, a voice is heard. "Pardon me, m'am. Might you be Miss Georgia Parsons?" "That's right," she says and looks over, wide-eyed. In steps in pint-sized sheriff Buttford Pussy (Napoleon) tapping a baseball bat in the palm of his hands. She tells him, "So I guess you're the big lawman who's been making all the fuss around here." He introduces himself and tells her there'll be no more whoring in the premises, then he sits down. Georgia tries to sit rather provocatively, letting him know just why her business is so popular. As she moves her shawl over to the side to reveal more of the sexy black number she has on, Eustus and Jim Bob step in. As soon as they notice Buttford they take off. "Who are they?" he asks her. "Them? They're just a couple of workmen. They've been... checkin'.. springs on a couple of the beds. If you'll excuse me, sheriff, I gotta see how they're coming along with their work." She gets up and walks out of the room. Back in Stella's room. She's dressing up in lingerie again when Jim Bob enters the room walking backwards. He sits on the bed and stares off screen at the supposed doorway, worried about what the deal is with the sheriff paying a visit. Stella turns around, notices him and climbs onto the bed. "I was wondering when you were gonna come visit me, Jim Bob! Now that you've had your fill of Charlotte!" she says. He turns around and says, "Well, you know I admire you greatly, Miss McAllister. But right now I'm a little bit concerned about something I saw out in the parlor." "Right now you should be concerned with what you're seeing in here. In the bedroom. Unless you're not interested in what I have to offer," she says, lowering her bra and playing with her breasts. "I'm most definitely interested, Miss Stella. Most definitely!" he says and she bends down to kiss him. In the other room. Charlotte's putting her lingerie back on when Eustus enters. "Why, Eustus, what's the matter?" she asks. "Jim Bob tell me you and him were gonna get some drinks in the parlor!" "Forget those drinks, m'am," he tells her. "I have a feeling this place can be closed down soon. And if that's the case, I'm gonna make sure I get my money's worth tonight." She grins and says, "Then come and get it, sweetie pie!" They kiss. As soon as they lay down on the bed, Georgia walks in and startles them. "Are you two horndogs outta your minds? Don'tcha know there's a lawman down there in the parlor?" she asks them. Eustus says, "Yeah, I know that m'am! That's exactly why I'm here doing this business with your girl Charlotte!" "May be the last time we make some money," Charlotte says to Georgia and Eustus tells her that if she joins them, he'll double the money. "Double?" she smiles and says she's tempted to but she'd better not. "You know, I've always been able to get along with the lawmen in this town before! I don't know why this Buttford Pussy guy would be any different." Charlotte asks, "Well why don't you just fuck him, Georgia? Like you usually do?" "Well," she starts. "Cuz he's not like the lawmen I usually try and seduce.." "Different? How?" "Yeah, Charlotte," says Eustus. "He's a small, teenie little fellar. Matter of fact, I think he'd get lost in Miss Parsons' legs if he tried!" "Yeah but he does carry a big stick," Georgia smiles. "I wonder how big his other stick is.." Eustus tells her there's only one way to find out and that she's much better suited for the job than he is. She thinks for a bit then tells him he's right and she leaves the room. Charlotte and Eustus get back to their business. In the parlor. Buttford Pussy is pacing back and forth. "Yes sir," he says to himself. "I'm gonna close this place down if it's the last thing I do." He has a seat again. "That's a shame, though. I'd look mighty nice over there with a beautiful prostitute laying right on top of me." His mind wanders off and he imagines himself with a hooker in the form of K.C. Williams. Now we intercut between the three couples. - K.C. looks hot wearing all red: panties, bra, nylons, heels and gloves. She starts off by sitting on Napoleon's face and tells him to eat her pussy. Then she gives him head (and for those wondering, he's got a member big enough to match, say, T.T. Boy) and they do a doggie. Little Nappy's not really penetrating much, but she's vocal enough to show she enjoys his dick inside of her. They keep this position right to the finish when he pulls out and cums a big enough load all over her round butt. - Alyssa and Tony give eachother head (and she's quite energetic) and they do a good cowgirl and mish. Alyssa seems better paired with Tony than with T.T., and her attitude here comes off as a little submissive. A cumshot on her belly ends the scene. - Shawnee is no slouch here with T.T. Her cowgirl is scalding and she rides him high with enthusiasm. She's a petite girl who packs a whallop when she wants to as witnessed here. They get into a mish then T.T. cums on her breasts. Overall, a good showing from all three couples. Just put down that remote and enjoy this threeway marathon of hot humpings. All three scenes intercut provide a good long dosage of sex that works with the performers' varying degrees of enthusiasm. "Good Lord, Jim Bob!" exclaims Stella. "You fucked me like you're never going to be fucked again!" "Well, unless Miss Parsons can pull off a miracle, that might very well be.." Buttford snaps out of his dreamstate. "Yeah, it would be nice.." he says quietly. "But I got a job to do. I just better do it." Moments later, Miss Parsons enters the room again and apologizes for keeping him waiting. "I was beginning to wonder what was keeping you," he tells her. "I was just checkin' on the girls in the back... You're not really gonna shut us down, are you?" "I will if I feel like it, Miss Parsons. What I say goes. I'm a big man in this town, you know." "Yes, I bet you are," she says as she kneels in front of him. "Just how big ARE you, sheriff?" "Size don't matter," he says. "As long as I carry a big stick." She agrees with him and immediately goes for his zipper, wanting to see for herself. - Melanie's happy with what she sees and gives him a decent blowjob. After he returns the favor, they get into a cowgirl for the rest of the scene. It's a pretty good cowgirl at that. Melanie rides him high and when she settles down, he pumps himself inside of her quickly. They look like an odd couple, but they're even in sexual spirit. She climbs off of him and jerks him off afterwards. So, does Buttford Pussy end up shutting down Georgia's business for good? "Don't worry, treasure," he says to her. "I won't let anything come between us." They kiss. The end. This movie doesn't have a big budget (or a big leading man) but it's big enough on sex to enjoy it. The girls are nice and sweet looking, performing well and putting on a decent show. Melanie is wearing a headband/wig piece but doesn't perform any more different than her usual frenzied self (but she only has one scene). Jim Enright starts off the sex with two couples intercut, then later with three couples intercut delivering plenty of heaping helpings with no interruptions. Though not a totally scorching video (because it isn't), "Walking Small" takes big steps in the direction of a wall-to-waller/compilation tape. But it does contain a storyline to help things travel along slowly but surely, making for a decent little feature. Joey Markham [email protected]
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