Every 468th man in this slaphappy, oil-soaked “Arabian Nights” Paradise in a millionaire plus — living high off the camel in air-conditioned, neon-lit palaces with a beauty pageant parade of wives and mistresses “imported” from around the world.
When is the last time you hear Kuwait described as “slaphappy”?
Stag, February 1966 via
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…
Male illustration, January 1968
Stag illustration, February 1962
Male illustration, November c. 1963
They Lived for Sin, Sun, and Sudden Death
They were a wild groups of young Americans on a surfing and sex binge that had taken them halfway across the world — and lurking among them was a Red killmaster out to trigger a three-continent orgy of subversion and murder. Then a Yank undercover man infiltrated their treacherous ranks, moving up a girl by girl, thrill by thrill ladder in search of his deadly quarry, aware that a single false move would throw him into the path of a tidal wave of violent revenge…
And just in case that doesn’t sound awesome enough for you, that guy has a .30 caliber medium machine gun mounted on his surfboard. Top that!
“My goodness, Mr. Taylor,” Maureen murmured. “Haven’t you ever seen a nurse out of uniform before?”
Young, lush, golden-haired, she was the live-in nurse who tended Frank Taylor’s bedridden wife—and to Taylor himself, a tantalizing, just-out-of-reach goad to bottled-up passions. Then came the night he realized that the perfect female body beneath the starched white uniform was tormented by needs as fevered as his own, triggering his first step toward the limits of forbidden desire…
Male, April 1965 via
Edit: Added the cover for this issue, which includes a different painting of this scene by Mort Kunstler, rather than Gil Cohen who did the interior illustration. via via
The Lure Was Money… But Pilot Tom Carew Had a Different Racket
I am trying to imagine the circumstances that would lead to a man and woman running nude from a small plane with suitcases full of cash, while being pursued by what may be the authorities.
Gil Cohen duotone for STAG, Nov. 1971