Free Preview: Playmate of the Month November 1995 - Holly Witt

She nudges her hips against the wall, about ten feet off the ground, tests her grip on a couple of tiny fingerholds, then gracefully switches feet on a bulbous knob. Every eye in the gym is on her a she lithely and calmly pushes herself past an overhang and makes it to the top. This is only her second time on a climbing wall and already she has moves that make the regulars jealous. "Tension, please," she calls softly to her climbing coach, who slowly lowers her to the ground. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes crinkle as she squints up at the wall. "That was the hardest thing I've ever done," she says. Then after a moment, she murmurs, "I could really get into this." Holly Witt is a woman you'd believe could get into anything she really wants, and master it. She has a certain calm that makes her gaze piercing, magnetic. Nothing seems to knock Miss November off stride. "Everything happens for a reason," she says. <br><br> Born in Pennsylvania and raised in an old farmhouse, Holly says she was too shy as a child to have many friends. "I was a typical kid," she says. "After school I went home and watched TV. I was really boring." Maybe to the young ladies. But not to the guys. She had her first boyfriend in first grade - life before then, she says, just didn't offer anything as wonderful as a boy. But when she hit first grade, she went boy crazy. Unfortunately, that boy didn't have much initiative: He never even managed to win a first kiss. She smiles slyly and shakes her hea...