“Windy” Zippo Ad (the company’s first ad)

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Note that in this ad, both his names are misspelled: Enoc Boles not Enoch Bolles. Soon after the first publication, this artwork began to appear without attribution and eventually was mis-attributed to Alberto Vargas. Today, people sell Windy items on eBay and other venues, thinking it’s Vargas when it’s actually (and obviously from the style) Bolles; I understand that even the Zippo company is confused. As a public service, tell your friends, folks, it’s Bolles, not Vargas.

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She-Wolf of Halmahera: White Queen of the Jungle Savages

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Also featuring Around The World With Nothing On: A Secret Report on the True State of Sun Worship, I Ran A Woman’s Prison, The Spanish Prisoner and the Crooked Doll, and Gangi: Hell Smoke of the Caribbean

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Beach Girl For the Night / Laura’s Naked Surprise

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Elsa was married to Ernie, ans all she ever talked about was her former boy friend and how wonderful he was. Then, one August weekend, Ernie found a way to shut her up — my making another woman cry for joy…

This painting, for the October 1966 issue of Stag, was redrawn for the August 1971 True Action, rendered as a black and white illustration of a now-topless woman.

When the new young doctor came to Westfield, he carried a bagful of the latest medical tricks. But there weren’t enough for Laura Spencer, who needed “extra-special” attention…

Beach House Tramp

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“You must be in a pretty big hurry,” McCord called to the girl. “You’ve forgotten to dress…”

A tantalizing, honey-lush blonde hellion, she fled from her motel shower into the arms of Wes McCord, bringing promises of passion and of a fortune in stolen loot. Then, with one flick of her petal-soft hips, she dragged him through a nightmare maze of speedboats, fists and kill-crazy hoods in a corpse-studded manhunt and treasure search that seared Florida’s Gulf Coast far worse than any tropic sun…

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