Miss Dream Girl

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She wondered if she still looked young and pretty to the audience after having been forced to prove in private how desperately she wanted to be named… Miss Dream Girl

From the back:

THE CONTESTANTS
They came from small towns and big cities, in all sizes and shapes…saucy virgins and knowing tramps, dazzling blondes and smoldering brunettes… every one of them intoxicated by the same avid hunger… to be admired and adored and accepted into the glittering world of the charm peddlers.
THE RULES
Keep smiling and keep moving… let the audience think they’re the ones who will pick the winner… but never forget that the lucky girl is chosen by the men who run the contest… and long before the first girl ever steps into the spotlight. If you want to win, it isn’t what you’ve got to offer that counts,
IT’S WHAT YOU’RE WILLING TO GIVE!

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Sex Thieves

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Lustful Lives In A Marriage Of Sin!

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A State Of Sin…
was what most people would call then flaming, frenzied affair, Sin because Stan was married to Nita, a drunkard and a wanton. Sin because Leah, with a body too beautiful to be owned by any one man, was married to Rory. Sin because Rory was no longer a man, but a sniveling, frightened shell obsessed with too many abnormal desires. Sin because they had met on a date arranged by Leah’s organization, a vice syndicate that sent women to men’s hotel rooms, selling sex for a fat profit. And sinful was their love, sinful their flagrant desires, sinful their passionate attacks on the rack of love. They were enmeshed in a hopeless tangle of shame and danger, for neither could back out now from their web of —
… Dark Lusts!

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Passion Toy

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Lust Had Filled His Life With Hungry Wantons!

From the back:

SEX SWEPT . . .
that was Cole Hawkins. What he hoped or dreamed didn’t matter. What counted was his body—the body no woman could get enough of—for lustful, sin-hungry women ruled his sex-muddled life. They did the thinking—they did the scheming that bounced him from one passion-trap to the next, until he didn’t know which way lust would pour next, except to sweep him right into the arms of the next hot, hungry wanton! And he waited what they had to offer, as often as he could get it, as often as they would give it, and that was always, for he was trapped in a swirling, shameful—
…LUST FLOOD!

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