thing7's blog post - Juliet Anderson / Aunt Peg, Goodbye to all that.

For those who remember, Juliet Anderson was a Nordic beauty with very short hair who came to adult films relatively late, seeming to start in her 30s. Her other screen alias was "Aunt Peg".

She was unpretentious, as was her boyish haircut and her clothing, when she had any on. I saw her giving her body to Johnny keyes and that was the first really naughty-seeming interracial film I remember seeing. I'm sure there were others, but Keyes was so black, and Juliet so Nordic. Pink mouth sliding up and down ebony shaft. He did have a bone for her, and she was on it like a pretty dog.

Seka was reigning Scandinavian queen at that time, making the maximum wage for adult film actresses to that point: $2500 a day, one day meaning any appearance, however brief. They did trade in "half days" too, though.

Juliet was always sexy, always giving herself to the men they put her with, and really, when I studied her face alongside Seka's, I thought Juliet was more the classic beauty. It was just that she de-emphasized her looks, somehow.

Beauties came and went, but Juliet stayed a long while.

One day, out driving in the fashionable Piedmont section of hilltop Oakland, CA (former head of Hitler's SS lived there at the time, though that wasn't known until much later!), I saw Juliet jogging in sweats. I wondered how many other people in passing cars recognized her.

Several years later, we heard that she was retiring, and was having a party at her apartment. Which turned out to be near ours, and we went.

Being addicts, we showed up very late. Everyone had come and gone, and there was no one in her apartment except her. The door stood open and the place had been stripped bare. She had sold most of her possessions. My wife and I went in and since there were no places to sit, we three stood by her kitchen sink and talked for awhile. I took advantage of the opportunity to tell her how I had followed her career as a great admirer for a long time. I told her what a pleasure I felt to meet her, and in her own apartment!

She was gracious and informal. My wife was a caring person, and somehow, after half an hour with Juliet at the end of her career, we all embraced, and she cried for the time that was ending, as we held her.