From my mom's collection, circa 1959. I love imaging her as a teenager, sneakily reading this under the covers:
Paula Martine was America's #1 box-office attraction and she owed everything to the Great Alexander Stone. He had fished her from the gutter and made her a star, and now he owned her - lock, stock and bosom. Paula had the world by the tail and loved it. Nobody had bothered to tell her what happened to Stone protégées when they lost their usefulness.