One woman asked her boss for a raise the next day - and got it!
Becoming cunt positive had enhanced her selfworth and she felt she deserved more money.
Goose bumps covered my body as I had an orgasm with a multitude of feminists.
I showed the slides to over a thousand women at the NOW conference.
When the lights went back on, there was a long standing ovation.
Toward the end, I closed my eyes and saw one exquisite cunt after another pass before my mind's eye.
We were creating our own genital imagery - not the male version of "pussies" and "beavers," but the women's version of the lotus flower unfolding for the new Aquarian Age.
In 1973, I joined with other feminists to plan the first NOW Conference on Women's Sexuality.
During one of our early meetings, a friend asked, "What would you like to do for the plenary session?
One woman shaved bff her pubic hair, and she was our Futuristic Cunt. Our colors ranged from pale pink to dark brown, and one woman had a two-tone cunt.
Her inner lips were dark brown surrounded by a delicate peach.
The response was positive and about twenty women plus two women photographers met at my apartment. The lights and camera were set up in the bedroom, and in the living room, the women chatted while they trimmed and shaped their pubic hair in preparation for their cunt portraits.