Those two look a litle robosexual to me.
I have to say, she looks like she could be either Latin American or South Pacific Islander, but not African.
“My goodness, Mr. Taylor,” Maureen murmured. “Haven’t you ever seen a nurse out of uniform before?”
Young, lush, golden-haired, she was the live-in nurse who tended Frank Taylor’s bedridden wife—and to Taylor himself, a tantalizing, just-out-of-reach goad to bottled-up passions. Then came the night he realized that the perfect female body beneath the starched white uniform was tormented by needs as fevered as his own, triggering his first step toward the limits of forbidden desire…
Male, April 1965 via
Edit: Added the cover for this issue, which includes a different painting of this scene by Mort Kunstler, rather than Gil Cohen who did the interior illustration. via via
Also, My Bike, My Girl and To Hell With You! and Memoirs of a Nymphomaniac
Fun Fact: When chicks go too long without getting laid, they go crazy and storm sea-going vessels looking for lovers
Also featuring The Day The Major Slaughtered Our Battalion at Bataan!, The Kissing Disease That Can Kill You!, We Smashed the Sadistic Snake Cult of the Congo, and The Lusty Tarts Who Spied For Revenge
This poor woman is being drilled, snake harassed & branded, which might seem like overkill to some people.
“In 1935, Walter Baumhofer did these three covers for ADVENTURE magazine. We aren’t aware of any particular reason why these paintings were done, such as for a series running in the magazine. Baumhofer and the editor were jusk monkeying around and came up with the idea and ran with it through the year. They are just a delightful trio of paintings and a excellent example of why Baumhofer is considered one of the greatest pulp artists ever.”