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Your mother lied.
I turn 66 on Friday (12/12). Though my life has slowed down a little, I’m still having FUN. These days, when someone shows no class or respect … I just remember that, “it’s only porn.”
I’ve been realizing that I’ve really been at this for a long time. After 2 years at Stanford University, I put in 13 years as a music agent, manager, concert promoter and nightclub manager (1968-1981). I started into the adult business in the summer of 1981. After 15 years in the “XXX biz,” I had to spend 19 ½ months in Calif. State Prison (Nov. of 1996-June of 1998) … and I’ve now done nearly 16 more years as a talent manager/agent (The Premiere Artists and Meet The Stars). I’ve put everything under “one roof,” calling it, FUNintheFOREST. I even have a weekly column, “From The Desk of David Forest.”
I want to tell the entire story … it has been a wild ride. I think I’ll begin in the middle of my 66 years … when I was 33. That’s when I abruptly went from Rock to Cock.
Here’s how this past 33 years all began…
The first several months of 1981 were up and down with my rock nightclub, STARWOOD. Our license had been revoked but we continued operating under a temporary injunction that the attorney got us. But, on Tuesday, June 11 it all came to an end. My regular backstage security guy (on our payroll who also took care of “talent treatment” for the acts working) … didn’t show for work. I had to use one of the “windbreaker” contemporary security goons. They were sometimes very arbitrary and stern.
Tuesday nights (and Wednesdays) were our weekly “new wave/punk rock nights” (Rodney Bingenheimer was the DJ in the dance room). Some punk rock guy who always had a hard time getting backstage when Morgan (the normal security guy) was there … confronted an even harder “blockade” on the 11th (with the “windbreaker” guy). When he couldn’t sweet take his way past the guy … he pulled out a pretty big knife and stabbed him in the side. When the Sheriff and EMT folks arrived … they told us that was in … we’re shutting you down. Starwood never opened again. My rock music days came to a bloody end.
by David Forest
It's Still Fun at 66!


Jamie Wingo
IThe weekend before the stabbing night I had picked up Jamie Wingo off Santa Monica Blvd. He was very hot, totally nasty and I actually moved him into my Kings Road apartment (very close to Starwood, South of Santa Monica Blvd. … with great condo buildings). Jamie was from Atlanta but had been in San Francisco doing his first adult work. He had met and become friends with Leo Ford and Lance, who he introduced me to. He met Jon King cruising around the famous Circus of Books (SM Blvd in WeHo).


Jamie asked me if he could use my phone number for an ad in the “Advocate” (in those days it had the “pink section” for adult ads in each state
For escorting). I figured, why not. The first time someone called for Jamie .. and he wasn’t home .. I seized the opportunity to create a fictional call service that I dreamed up on that first call. I said, “Jamie isn’t here … but I’m sure I could find you a hot guy. What are you looking for” (figuring I could get him interested in Leo, Lance or Jon King). We agreed on $100 (hey, that was 33+ years ago) for any of the 3 guys (that’s what he was going to pay Jamie) … but, I couldn’t find any of the 3. And that’s how I started in the “boy booking” biz.
Leo Lance
