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"I'd give them whatever they wanted. They can do whatever they want with my
body. They look wild and mean and evil. What I meant about giving them money is
that first I'd try to convince them in other ways to take my body. I'd follow them
where they went and tell them to do with me whatever they wanted to. I think I
could convince them.
"But if they wanted money for it, I'd pay them to take me. It would be worth the
money to me. I have some money saved from baby-sitting; plus my father is a truck
driver, and I could borrow the money from him if I needed more.
"I'd do it with all four of them at once if that's what they wanted. If they said,
'Be with all four of us or get out,' I'd say, 'Okay, come on.' I'd be crazy not to if that
was my only chance to be with them."
I spoke with the nineteen-year-old girl who said she would dress in chains, leather
straps, and nails for the band.
"I think they're all gorgeous," she said.
"When I see them, I just naturally think of leather and whips and chains. I think
that means that they're aggressive. I happen to love that image; its a neat image.
"I think it's that kind of aggressiveness that a women is always looking for. Why
did I put that thing in about bringing a hammer with me? Just like I
I spoke with the thirteen-year-old girl who said she would let one of the band
members lick whipped cream off her body.
"They're really good-looking," she said.
"Good and mean. They just look like guys who are out to party and have a good
time.
"I saw the band in a magazine and I thought they were pretty neat. I like Vince
Neil the best of them. He's got the blondest hair; it's kind of long. He's not fat and
he's not thin; he's just right.
"I wouldn't make the same offer to my boyfriend that I made to the band. It just
wouldn't be the same with him. With the band, you think more of being wild and
having a good time. My boyfriend is fifteen. We don't car-date yet; our mothers
mostly drop us off at the movies and pick us up afterward."
I spoke with the fourteen-year-old boy who said he would give his mother to the
band.
"I wrote that letter because I really wanted to get to go backstage and meet
Mötley Crüe, he said. "My mom likes the band, too, and I thought if I offered her to
them, I might have a good chance of winning.
"If the band told me that they really wanted my mother? I'd say, 'Take her.' I'd
say, 'Here.' I really love my mom; I know she'd go with them."
I spoke with the boy's mother, who is thirty-four.
"Yes, I am a fan of the band," she said. "I sure am." I approved of his letter.
"We keep listening to the radio to hear their music. They're kind of wild; just a
little wild.
"Billy and I have a good mother-and-son relationship. He's crazy about me and
I'm crazy about him. When Billy said that he had offered me to the band, I said,
'Oh, Billy!' But I really do like them, and I would like to help Billy win the contest."
I was done with the interviews, and I knew it was time to sit down and write this
story. First I went outside and took a long walk. Usually that helps to clear my
head. For some reason this time it didn't seem to work.
[From the Denver Post, Apr. 28, 1985]
On a recent Saturday night in Passaic, N.J., rock star Billy Idol stood at the edge
of the Capitol Theater stage and encouraged two young girls to fondle him.
A couple of weeks before, at the Brendan Byrne Arena in East Rutherford, Vince
Neil, lead singer of the heavymetal [sic] group Mötley Crüe, peppered his between-song
patter with sexual vulgarities and a description of the group's erotic encounters
with groupies. ("We like the fat ones best," boasted Neil, "because they'll do
anything.") Many of the 13,000 fans in the audience were no more than 11 or 12 years
old and had been ferried to the arena by their parents.
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