Charley Atwell, custard-slathered and hotter than a thousand suns, pulls her own pigtails just for the hell of it. Meanwhile, her small black top does its level best to reign in the divine heaving of those bodacious breasts. . .
Charley often seems pleased to by plastered with pastry punishments. Here, she helpfully directs a passerby holding a pie where to place the dessert in question! :-P
That knowing look Charley gives the camera is incredible. She knows her nipples are showing through her shirt and she knows the kind of erotic gravity she's exerting on every red-blooded viewer . . .
There's a very real argument for this photo being the greatest anticipation photo in the history of WAM. And if anyone reckons they have any better counter-arguments, that could be one hell of a fun discussion thread...
God bless Charley for not exactly dreading that pie that's about to be slapped in her gorgeous face! (p.s. there's so much breast meat in this pic I can hardly type straight. . . )
Fantastic lady. I wonder how bookings were arranged in those days? Pre-email? Was there a booking agent or were the models contacted directly? By post?