No sooner had Dede struggled into the red drawers than the old man appeared with a shotgun—mumbling something about, ‘Damn deer!’
Ann’s visit to the house of ill-fame gained her sessions with women—not with men that she needed so badly.
Joe, the lawyer-turned-Peeping-Tom, felt the barrel of a gun in his back. He didn’t need another conquest, but the gal with the gun and other ideas.
Diana had no police ability as such, but she had other important attributes which helped her up the promotion ladder.
Just as Gina was wishing desperately that Harold would do more than just kiss her, they were interrupted by the appearance of her brother Jimmy…
Come hell or high water, he was determined to sexually possess this female!
Joe Thompson, having just tried to satisfy May, his wife, before going to work, had no idea that the minute he drove away she was seeking gratification from another man…
From the back:
MAY wasn’t bad; sick, maybe, but not bad. Daily she sexually sapped the strength from her husband, though even that wasn’t enough to satiate her.
‘Affairs’ with other men grew numerous, and even that wasn’t enough. She soon found it necessary to attend afternoon sessions at a wayward house of ill-fame, taking into love whatever man the ‘madam’ offered. For this she received no money, or did it satiate her burning desires.
He had to do it or everybody would find out that he was a homosexual…
Casey had given up trying to get the truth out of Dorothy when Maguire came lumbering in, clawing at his shoulder holster…
This was no ordinary necking party they’d broken up. Before them stood their enraged boss—the Chief of Police—and some woman.
He wanted a romp on the mattress — a real good sex bout — so why not have it with passionate and willing Ophelia?