Kiss and Tell

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their two children, Nick and Sophie.

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With the arrival of this long-awaited autobiography, the legendary Shannon Tweed finally tells her own story.
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One of the most beautiful women in the world describes her incredible journey: from growing up with six
brothers and sisters on a mink ranch in Newfoundland, Canada to Hollywood stardom, and on to raising two children with popular Playboy Playmates ever,
KISS star Gene Simmons, with O
one of the world’s most famous rock musicians in Beverly Hills.
Shannon Tweed burst onto the scene
whom Shannon has happily cohabi-
One of the best-known and most popular Playboy Playmates ever, Shannon Tweed burst onto the scene in the N
tated for more than twenty years, eighties as Playboy’s Playmate of the Year. Soon thereafter, she was also the love interest for Playboy owner Hugh Hefner. in the eighties as Playboy’s Playmate
Acting came next, and Shannon starred in over fifty movies and made numerous TV appearances. After she and Gene
penned the foreword. T of the Year. Soon thereafter she was
Simmons of KISS met at a party at the Playboy Mansion, the rock star began his pursuit of the pinup queen/actress. He
won her heart, and they have lived happily ever after with their two children, Nick and Sophie. W also the love interest for Playboy
Told in her own straightforward, no-holds-barred style, KISS AND TELLis a backstage pass to life at the
owner Hugh Hefner. Acting came
SHANNON TWEED is an actress Playboy Mansion, an inside look at how Hollywood works, and a behind-the-scenes take on life and raising two kids with E
and President of the Parents Organi- one of the biggest rock stars in the world. An irresistible combination of down-to-earth, small-town girl and glamorous E next, and Shannon starred in over
Hollywood star, Shannon Tweed delivers a story as riveting as any on the screen with KISS AND TELL.
D fifty movies and made numerous TV
zation at the Wildwood School. She
KISS star Gene Simmons, with whom Shannon has happily cohabitated for more than twenty years, penned
lives in Los Angeles with Gene the foreword. appearances. After she and Gene
SHANNON TWEED is an actress and President of the Parents Organization at the Wildwood School. She lives in
Simmons of KISS met at a party at
Simmons and their two children.
Los Angeles with Gene Simmons and their two children.
the Playboy Mansion, the rock star
www.genesimmons.com
began his pursuit of the pinup
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KISS

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SHANNON TWEED
WITH JULIE MCCARRON
FOREWORD BY GENE SIMMONS
SIMMONS BOOKS/PHOENIX PRESS
Beverly Hills
Copyright © 2006 Simmons Books/Phoenix Press
Hardcover edition published copyright 2003 by Simmons Books/
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Dedication
Iw ant to dedicate this book first to Gene: the man I was looking for,
the father of my beautiful children Nick and Sophie, and the man
who keeps me grounded and safe, loved and needed.
To my kids, who accept me and love me in spite of my faults and
flaws.
To my mother, Mrs. Louise Tweed—who forgives me for quitting
school and sneaking out at night—for sacrificing the best years of her
life to give us a better life. For not falling into despair. For keeping it
together against insurmountable odds. For doing her absolute best! I
love and admire her.
To my sister Tracy for being my best friend. To my niece Emily,
just for being Emily.
To my friends, especially Janis Kay, for loving me (even when I’m
fat!) and making me laugh.
To Dad, thank you!
To Hef, thanks for the memories.
Love to Kim; Kyla; Lance; Sara; Spencer; Nathan; Tarry; Keith
Anders, Cole and Erin; Jeff; Casey; Cheryl; Ted; Jake; and Hunter.
Shannon Tweed
GEORGE HURRELL PORTRAIT.
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A Word from
Gene Simmons
Suddenly there she was. She was wearing a very revealing corset
that just barely kept her beautiful breasts and ravishing figure
inside. Just barely. She was standing with her sister a few feet away,
looking at me. I was in my silk pajamas at the Playboy Mansion’s
Midsummer Night’s Dream party. It happened to be on the night
of my birthday, August 25th, and the event was an invitation-only
affair for four hundred guests. The ratio of men to women was
one to three (three women for every man). The men had to wear
pajamas, the women as little as possible.
I had come there with two Playmates and wasn’t really looking
to flirt with anyone else—I was busy. Then she walked up to me and
looked me over. I must have said something, but she quickly turned
and walked off. I was stunned. I found her instantly desirable and
quickly forgot that I had come with two other ladies.
She walked by again and I threw her my best lines. My patois
had worked many times in the past. Not this time. I watched her
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walk away again on her stiletto heels. She was as sexy from behind
as she was from the front.
I found myself walking aimlessly around and finally settled
inside the Mansion. I was looking at a Dali painting on the wall and
heard a whistle. It was her. We sat down and started talking. I found
myself looking into her eyes and actually having a conversation. I
told her about myself. While I was listening to her voice, I felt
my manhood stand rigidly erect against my silk pajamas. I didn’t
dare stand up, although she wanted to go somewhere. We sat and
continued to talk until things calmed down.
She invited me to go with her through a secret door to a basement
wine cellar. We were there alone. I knew she was “inviting” me.
Normally, I would have ravaged her right then and there. On the
floor, on the pool table. Anywhere. But I did not. I can’t for the life
of me figure out why.
I wanted to see her again.
That was 22 years ago. I’ve been living with her ever since.
I continue to paw at her, and she keeps smacking my hand
away. I continue to tell her she is the most desirable woman in the
world, because she is. She ignores me. When she was pregnant
with Nicholas, all I wanted her to do was stay in bed with me. I
found myself continually being aroused by her. When she slept.
When she walked by. When she talked.
I was crazy about everything she did.
She, on the other hand, couldn’t stand the way I chewed my
food and left crumbs all over the place. She hates how I rumple the
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sheets in our bed. She thinks I talk too much. Outside of home, I’m
a very important person. At home, I’m usually in the way. And most
shocking is that she doesn’t feel any reluctance to ask me to take out
the garbage. Me! The God of Thunder. The guy with the lasciviously
long tongue! The guy who is adored and desired by millions of fans
throughout the world.
While on tour (I’m in a band called KISS) I call her every day.
She never asked me to; I do it because I want to. And I usually find
myself being cut short by her. She doesn’t like to chat. Our calls
usually end with her saying, “Well, gotta go. Bye.”
She has never asked me where I’m going. She does not play the
female “torture” game. She has been in my hotel room (on the few
times she would join me on tour) when girls would call in the middle
of the night. She would answer the phone, and they would run for
the hills.
She does what she wants when she wants to, and doesn’t check
with anyone to see if it’s okay to do it—me included. I usually ask
her where she’s going and if I can come along. Often, the answer is
no. I’m lucky if she lets me tag along to the movies with her. And
when we’re watching the movie, she will often shush me when I
whisper a comment to her.
We have never been married. We have two wonderful kids
together: Sophie, who has robbed me of my soul, and Nicholas,
who I hope to be like when I grow up.
She is everything I never knew I wanted. She makes me a better
man. She gives me more freedom than I want. I love her more
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