Kozy K100 is a rare short story anthology by Charles Miron. It looks like the editors at Kozy Books could never decide what to call this book. The spine, back cover and page 5 inside call it SEXTORIES. The front cover, title page and copyright page (page 4) call it BLUEPRINT 6:06 – UNCHAINED – SPIDER IN THE NIGHT. There are seven stories inside, one a novella called “Unchained” in parentheses. Another is “Spiders in the Night” and, most curiously of all, one is “Blueprint 6:09”
She Was Miss Sexpot Of Any Year — Born To Sing Her Song Of Shame!
No Man’s Price Was Too High, No Shame Too Low!
Jane Figured It As The Only Way To The Top. She Forgot It Also Led To The Bottom!
The Naked Truth About Those Fun-And-Games Among The Young Unmarrieds
An unnatural lust for women causes violence and murder
Her Life Story Was Written As She Lived It — In Shame!
From the back:
SINFUL DIANA was her name, and she wasn’t goddess of the hunt. She was a publisher of forbidden books, books no self-respecting individual would touch, let alone read. But there were many customers for her wares, and with the demand for her sinful product came the demand for conscienceless writers to join her sin-infested stable. That was where Joe came in, Joe who had met Diana in a bar and that same night experienced the warmth of her lips and arms. Joe who wanted to be a writer, and as Diana worked it, even a writer of lust—for it meant both money and a life of passion if Joe took advantage of her offer. So he sold himself and his talent and slipped into the gutter beside her to produce an orgy of—
Lust In Print!
Sock It To Me, Says Eve Drum… Which Is What They’re All Dying To Try — And Die Trying
She Knew What It Took To Please A Man
They Lived In Peril To Die In Lust
A Madman On The Loose In A City Of Wantons!
From the back:
lay naked in a thousand twisting canyons of the Hollywood hills, where in a thousand little nooks a pleasure-seeking blonde could stretch her sin-touched body out naked in the sense-tingling warmth of the sun. It could be any girl, nude and relaxed, and then suddenly would come the sharp crack of a rifle and the splat of a high-powered slug. A terrifying sound. But the naked girl wouldn’t know about if. By that time she would be dead, a neat round hole where her stomach sloped, and a great big cavern behind her where the dum-dum emerged. And somewhere in the hills a madman laughed and looked for his next—
A Terror in the Ring…A Tigress in the Boudoir!
Mauled… Manhandled… Exhibited Before Lusting Eyes… This Lovely Creature Fought Depravity and Disgrace At The Hands Of Bone-Crushing Men and Passionate Amazons
Can a professional fighting-girl experience genuine tenderness, love? Or does she become brutalized, morally impoverished, sapped of all womanly decency by the sordid exhibitions in which she takes part?
Lili Disrobed Slowly Before The Open Window… Watching… Waiting…
A Daring New Novel That Reveals The Merry-Go-Round Of Sex At America’s Seething Highway Hideaways!
He Had Taken His Fill Of Cynthia — Now He Lusted For Sherry!
Is this a George Gross cover?