Steffie Can't Come Out to Play
by Fran Arrick
Many of the earliest books, particularly those dating back to the 1900s and before, are now extremely scarce and increasingly expensive. We are republishing these classic works in affordable, high quality, modern editions, using the original text and artwork.
Paperback, 203 pages
Published November 1978 by Simon & Schuster
(first published 1978)
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This is one of those "edgy" young adult novels that was quite notorious in the late 70s (not quite the level of Go Ask Alice, but up there) and often cited during that period's "kids are losing their innocence" hysteria cycle. Steffie is a small-town girl who runs away to the big city to become a model and gets picked up at the Port Authority bus station the second she arrives by a pimp named -- get this -- Favor, who feeds and houses her for a few nights before turning her out on the street as...more
This is a classic in the teen peril genre. Small town Steffie runs away from home because no one appreciates her and quickly gets pulled into the urban spiderweb of teen prostitution. Steffie's pimp is named FAVOR, which is pretty amazing, but his BFF is another pimp named APRICOT STREAKER. I can't believe someone hasn't used that name for their band yet. I feel guilty enjoying these ridiculous, sensationalized novels because I know these are legitimate problems even now, but the hysteric melodr...more
I read this book over 25 years ago, but can still remember my mother's disapproval and my avid interest in such a forbidden topic. It was right up there with watching Fame and Flashdance. Frankly the book was rather sanitized when one thinks about what really does happen to runaways, it was a useful cautionary tale.
Jul 27, 2011 Jessi rated it 4 of 5 stars · review of another edition
Another book that I read several times while growing up. This one's about a teenage girl who runs away from home and winds up in the world of prostitution. It's like a trainwreck I kept coming back to....