Honey Moons was much sought after by big-bust photographers. One look at those extraordinary aerolas, her huge, tan-lined tits, full muff and slim body had our flags flying at full mast.
“I’m just myself,” Honey said. She was a feature dancer based in San Francisco. Her home club was the infamous Market Street Cinema, which was cleaned up in later years after the Spearmint Rhino chain took it over. “I was fired from every club in San Francisco, except Market Street, because I have a low tolerance for shit!”
Top-billed names like Honey would be booked for a week into clubs that specialized in big-bust stars. Sometimes the behind-the-scenes drama was intense. All features have their own stories. Honey was one of the most-revealing models and talked about life as a feature dancer to SCORE.
“It’s tough because that doesn’t always make me the best money person either. People at the clubs always tell me I should be stupid, act dizzy and I’ll make a lot more money, but I don’t like to sell out. I want to be myself and still succeed.
“It’s not all the feature’s fault, because there is this image of them and they tend to get caught up with it. They always hear, ‘Don’t trust the house-girls. Just do your job and get out of there.’ Features take a huge ration of shit from the house-girls because they’re critical of everything. They look at the features who come in and think, ‘I’m prettier than her,’ ‘I dance better than her,’ ‘She’s nothing special,’ and other crap.
“They tend to forget, after seeing so many features, that we’re people too, and we’re all in it for the same thing. I don’t blame them, though, because I was a house dancer and I used to do that too. I used to think that because the feature was up there making a lot of money, she must be really conceited. Now, I tend to make an effort to go out and talk to the house-girls.”