1970 San Diego Sailor 31: He didn’t seem to expect me to go into a song and dance about it, so I let it die.at song and dance, n.1
1970 San Diego Sailor 71: Another time, perhaps, I said [...] ‘In the old pig’s hole!’ I thought.at in a pig’s arse! (excl.) under pig’s arse!, excl.
1970 San Diego Sailor 75: The bitch [...] will have found a new subject to work on and the kid’s out on his ass.at out on one’s ass under ass, n.
1970 San Diego Sailor 42: My heart did another flip and I was right in the bag.at in the bag under bag, n.1
1970 San Diego Sailor 76: I’d certainly jockedyed myself into a sweet position behind the eightball.at behind the eight ball, phr.
1970 San Diego Sailor 1: He took a step forward and his basket came into sharp relief [...] There it was, all eight inches of it, outlined in the leg of his pants.at basket, n.1
1970 San Diego Sailor 9: I had a bitch of a rail on and I couldn’t have got it back in my shorts.at bitch, n.1
1970 San Diego Sailor 79: He didn’t let his teeth get in the way before he began kissing it in earnest. It wasn’t the best job I’ve ever had. But I was so hot for him [etc.].at blow job, n.1
1970 San Diego Sailor 7: She’d let me put the boots to her.at put the boots to (v.) under boot, the, n.
1970 San Diego Sailor 36: I didn’t think he’d done much browning before with a thing that size.at brown, v.3
1970 San Diego Sailor 9: He was built like a horse and I’d wondered what it would be like when it got hard.at built, adj.
1970 San Diego Sailor 4: I was obsessed with a longing to take another look at that bunch in his pants.at bunch, n.2
1970 San Diego Sailor 33: I got down to business. I was [...] eager as hell to get at him.at business, n.
1970 San Diego Sailor 41: He would have been leery of asking for trouble among his butch pals.at butch, adj.
1970 San Diego Sailor 70: I give them the go-by when I don’t have to play studio politics.at give someone/something the go-by (v.) under go-by, n.
1970 San Diego Sailor 74: He sees me out with a young and beautiful sailor and he knows I’m no capon.at capon, n.
1970 San Diego Sailor 70: The wardrobe quean [had] almost decided to pass the good word along to his partners in chi-chi.at chichi, n.
1970 San Diego Sailor 1: He didn’t bother to interrupt the corn I was giving out about the weather.at corn, n.2
1970 San Diego Sailor 19: I began thinking how good it had been when he was doing me and how big his had felt.at do, v.1
1970 San Diego Sailor 11: There was something about his doniger that make [sic] me feel like I’d never felt before. [Ibid.] 35: His donniger was no longer between my legs.at donger, n.1
1970 San Diego Sailor 28: After a while he told me we were on a drag they call the Strip.at drag, n.1