(all photography by Mofo for Mofo Wear 2012©)
Mofo is the owner/designer of Mofo Wear & has worked in the
Porn Industry in Porn Valley since the mid-1990's.
The infamous Mofo Wear Girls are the official models of Mofo Wear selected by Mofo.
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"Hot, White, Tanned, Teen Baby-Sitters in Phoenix" by Mofo written in 2009
It pisses me off that I can't remember when was the first time I got stoned or boned.
But what I can remember in great detail,
was the year 1969 living in a cool, spanish style, motel in Phoenix, Arizona
At 8 years old,
here in Phoenix is when my fetish for girls with thick asses was born
and where my lust for pussy & drugs was created or let out,
maybe I was born addicted to sex & drugs.
My Dad and I lived in a small motel,
and just outside my window,
was a huge, Pimp-ass swimming pool,
and you needed it,
because it was always hot as hell in Phoenix.
My cool, handsome Dad was born in Brownsville, Texas
and always got me the Hottest, White, Tanned, Hippy, Teen Baby-sitters,
they always had voluptious, tanned bodies and long blonde hair
and as I remember quite vividly and fondly,
they loved showing off their firm, round, soft, thick asses and curvy thighs to me
and loved teaching me how to play with their teen asses & other body parts.
I don't know if they were corrupting me or if there was any seduction,
or maybe I was a pervert already at seven,
but I loved looking up my babysitters short, summer dresses, with no panties
or rubbing their beautiful, long, tanned thighs,
while they chilled on my sofa in bikinis smoking their marijuana.
These Hot, White, Tanned, Teen Baby-sitters,
didn't hesitate to do a variety of drugs and change into their bikini's in front of me,
and introduce me into the world of getting high and the skills of foreplay.
Was it wrong, who knows,
but what I do know is that they made me FEEL like a King Pimp at our motel pool.
I would lay out next to them and rub lotion on their hot, soft skin
and the old fuckers would just stare at us with envy and I fuken loved it.
My Dad and me moved to Downtown L.A. from Phoenix in 1970,
bye, bye, white, tanned, horny baby-sitters,
and hello to psycho, mexican Pussy!
I loved living in Downtown L.A.,
just me and my Dad,
on 22nd off Broadway,
apartment 201 in a 5 story , old, beige building called Ace apartments.
Back then I didn't know how cool the word Ace was but I do now.
And at Ace apartments is where I fell in love for the first time.
Everyday after 6th grade I would watch this girl with her mini-skirts walk up the steps.
I could see ALL of her ass and panties!
And she knew I was watchin.
She would shyly say Hi to me and I was in love.
She was a Hot Ass Girl from Mexico named Carmen aka Pee-Lee,
her mom was afraid of me because she said I was a cholo, gangster kid.
Carmen was tall for her age,
I loved Carmens long, curvy, white legs and long, black hair,
she always wore thigh-high white boots,
she looked like a Go Go dancer from the 60's,
she was 15 almost 5 years older than me,
but her mexican pussy loved my smooth delivery,
which I learned from my experience with the Hot, White, Tanned Baby-sitters in Phoenix!
Already at ten,
charm to disarm was my method and I was a lover not a fighter but down to fight.
Play with a fine-ass first,
fight a stupid asshole second,
was my Philosophy.
Back to my first love Carmen.
To get permission to hang out with Carmen on the concrete steps of our building,
I would kiss her moms ass with stolen pies and stolen ice cream
that I stole from the Knudsens factory a few blocks away from our apartments.
So at a very early age I learned that you can get vagina if your cool about it.
The years we lived in Phoenix & Downtown L.A. were the best years for Dad & me,
I love my Dad.
When we lived at Ace apartments 1970 - 1973 we "Were the Kings of Tijuana",
crossing the Tijuana Border on friday nights
and coming back to the USA on sunday nights,
we hustled everyone for everything,
but we never pissed anyone off,
we were Cool hustlers,
and RICH with Coyote money,
my Dad and me were Coyote's for 3 years until he went to prison.
Coyote defined - A person who would smuggle in illegals & drugs into America.
At the age of 10 I was a Coyote, Pervert & Hustler schooled by my cool, handsome Dad
and the Hot, White, Tanned Baby-sitters in Phoenix!
1973 my Dad gets locked-up & I go to a juvenile camp.
A couple years later here comes Norwalk, California in the mid to late 70's.
And something happens when I was sixteen.
It's sad but I'll tell you,
my Dad had a heart attack and it paralyzed him,
my Cool, Handsome Dad wasn't the same after that!
Where's my Mom you ask,
God stole her when I was five,
she died from a cerebral hemorrage or somthing like that,
thanks alot Mister God of Love!
It's 1979.
I graduate from high school.
And hello Mister Angel Dust.
Super Kools they called them!
Kool Menthol cigarrettes dipped in Angel Dust,
Super Kools we smoked almost nightly on Pioneer Boulevard near Imperial Highway.
At 18 I was looking and feeling "chingon" (translated - a cool, bad-ass)
in my black, blue pin-striped, 72 Chevy Caprice,
and sitting almost on top of me,
was my 18 year old fine-ass, chola from Hawaiian Gardens,
with her wicked eyes, jet-black hair, body built like a brickhouse,
and always with her hand on my dick and her tongue in my ear,
we thought we were the Bonnie & Clyde of Los Angeles County!
We were both 18 and always high as hell on alcohol and drugs,
blastin "It's a thin line between love and hate" out of my backseat speakers,
cruisin Whittier Boulevard in East LA..
This is where this story ends at eighteen.
So when did I get stoned and boned for the first time?
Who knows and who cares.
When did Heroin & Crystal cum into the picture?
Not yet, mutha-fukers,
this is about, when I was a teenager, young and dumb and trusted everyone.
So was my childhood good?
Fuck yeah, I loved it.
Was I born a pervert or made a pervert?
I believe I came out my mother the way I am today.
My hot, white, tanned, teen baby-sitters with their curvy thighs, thick asses,
sexy ways and stoned eyes took care of me and loved me
and showed an 8 year old a good time and how to enjoy my life to the fullest.
I miss my Cool, Handsome Dad and one day we will Party again...
Much evil love & sin, Mofo "Sinner for Life"
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5 Mofo Wear Girls that remind me of my Wild, Stoned, Hot-Ass Baby-Sitters in Phoenix!
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