Let's not forget those old horror flicks, like the Republic Pictures of the 1960's. They sure were tame, compared to what's out nowadays (e.g. teen-slash movies), but, utilizing modesty, femininity, and cinematic (errr), "art," they could be quite erotic.

I really got turned on with those sequences of the young heroines running through the castle, dungeon, woods, etc. in long dresses, floaty little nightgowns (it was nicest with a sheer peignoir over that!) and so on.

Some ghoul, demon, or villain was always after. I always wanted the bad guy to grab her, rip the filmy thing off her, and give it to her good and hard! Alas, the "hero" would always save her in the nick of time.

A little fantasy I've been working on for several months is a story about a 15-year-old on her first date: a country club formal dance. Her name is April, and she's wearing a pale blue organza-over-satin formal gown. Her date drives her out to the middle of the golf course, hoping to get her liquored up. Instead, a vagrant comes upon them. He beats up the date, stickining him in the trunk. Then he has his way with the ingenue. First, he sits back, drinks the kids booze, and makes her blow him. He gets a little tipsy, and she tries to run away.

I'm creating the chase scene I always wanted: a gruesome (and filthy) villain chasing a pretty-young-thing, with lots of silken gown and petticoat blowing and tossing about her thighs as she unsuccessfully flees.

He catches her, throw her onto the grass in the middle of the golf course, rips her dress to shreds and violently deflowers her!