Erica

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Midwood Books F264, 1963
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Men never knew how corrupt she was until the door was locked and the shade was down

From the back:

She Warned Them All

She removed her dress and folded it neatly over the back of a chair, taking her time, aware that his hunger was mounting as he watched from the bed. A tiny smile toyed at the corners of her lips as she reached for the clasp of her brassiere. She kept her back to him as she slid the loops down her arms and let her breasts spring loose. Slowly, knowing he was waiting, she drew in her breath and turned to face him. “Well?”

He stared. She laughed and stepped out of her heels, lifting one foot to the side of the bed, her fingers going to the garter-strap attached to her stocking. “I think I’d better warn you,” she murmured casually. “I’m not like other women.”

He blinked and frowned up at her. “What do you mean?”

Erica smiled at him. “I might be too much for you.”

He grinned, indicating his disbelief.
Erica shrugged, not surprised. “No one ever
believes me… until it’s too late for them to do anything about it.”

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No Way Back

No Way Back - Russell Trainer - 1963

A night of thunder and fury, A night of passion and pain

From the back:

The Elements Of The Storm
A returning hero, a man haunted by the horrors of war, seeking forgetfulness in the soft arms and lips of his young wife…
A young wife, a woman left alone too long, plagued by her guilt, hoping to keep the fact and form of her infidelity a secret…
A sleek sophisticate, a female with the appetites of a male, compelled by her unnatural craving to corrupt the helpless victims of her strange charms…
A restless virgin, naive and trusting, suddenly caught up in the turbulence of a summer storm, exposed to the raw and ravaging reality of unleashed desires…

A Storm None Of Them Would Ever Forget

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Sleep-In Maid

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Midwood F213 1962
Midwood F213
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“Why does the man-of-the-house always find his way to my room after I’m in bed? Not that I mind.”

From the back:

MAID AT MIDNIGHT
Raped by her boss, Angela—a London shop girl—sought a peaceful life in America as a sleep-in maid, but her amorous adventures were just beginning. From the very first day sons and husbands could not keep their hands off of her voluptuous body. Shunted from home to home by irate wives she met with a new set of male hands each time. It wasn’t that Angela encouraged these adulterous advances, but she needed her job and she was by no means frigid.
In many homes throughout the country innocent girl domestics are exposed to the “Midnight visit.” Some welcome it, some don’t, but most of them comply. They are literally concubines in the American house-hold.

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