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Mr Madam (1967) 24: When I was the most successful B-drink hustler in the business, it was because of loneliness. [Ibid.] 100: Every B-drink served you has a star on the stirrer. You break off the top and save the star [...] Then at the end of the night you turn these in to the bar. If it’s a Brandy it’s two stars. The bartender gives you a quarter for every star you have at the end of the night. Mr Madam (1967) 103: I hustled the visiting club owners for drinks and they got a laugh out of it. No B-girl could have accomplished that. Mr Madam (1967) 176: I got in one of grandfather’s diesel trucks and barreled down Main Street. Mr Madam (1967) 131: It meant we could do better with barrelhousing and tips. [Ibid.] 133: I went out barrelhousing one evening [...] and spotted Bobbi, a prostitute, who was also a customer at the Beauty salon. She talked her John into giving me a five dollar tip. Mr Madam (1967) 25: I was loved by the boys who worked for me [...] I was the Queen Bee. Mr Madam (1967) 20: He was then buying happy pills by the sack [...] Bluebirds of Happiness. Mr Madam (1967) 146: The guys [pimps] came in and got their ‘broads’ with their palms outstretched. Each girl opened her purse and pulled out a wad of money to turn over to her pimp. Mr Madam (1967) 21: He informed me he was operating a male callhouse. Mr Madam (1967) 45: At school when we started to chum around, she’d been aware I was gay. Mr Madam (1967) 121: I got clued in about everything and everybody. Mr Madam (1967) 36: I started messing around with Tony, just to see who could come off first. Mr Madam (1967) 31: I played ‘house’ with Connie and dolled up in my drags. Mr Madam (1967) 245: Not dirty titles, heavens! Just Best Sellers, with egghead names. Mr Madam (1967) 20: Many female impersonators, or femme-mimics, work au naturel. Mr Madam (1967) 63: I’d caught a fish. Mr Madam (1967) 209: Her age was against her [...] Liz had the looks to which men often referred in relation to ‘using the flag’ during intercourse. Mr Madam (1967) 52: I knew a lot about Sex but I didn’t know the vocabulary, the gay language. When one man asked, ‘You French?’ I thought he meant my nationality! Mr Madam (1967) 149: ‘I think my name is Frenchy ...’ They all laughed. Mr Madam (1967) 35: When they’d make us write compositions about our fathers I’d always write that he was a G-man. Mr Madam (1967) 20: Many female impersonators, or femme-mimics, work au naturel – except for a gaff. Mr Madam (1967) 260: Some nellie old ribbon counter clerk [...] Gay as pink ink! Mr Madam (1967) 30: We were nearly goofy from the gas. Mr Madam (1967) 46: I was grounded for two weeks. Mr Madam (1967) 315: I repaired to the Ladies Room to gussy my mascara. Mr Madam (1967) 301: I was through with all the sex involvement. I’d had it – up to here. Mr Madam (1967) 159: I’m sick and tired of him. I need him like a hole in the head. Mr Madam (1967) 276: There were two other principal madams in town, for call-boys, who were being hit by the ‘heat’. Mr Madam (1967) 146: Danny, the boss, he’s got three horses running. Mr Madam (1967) 186: Man, have I got the hots. Mr Madam (1967) 42: Peter and I decided to play house – I was always the mother.