The Face Of An Angel… The Morals Of An Alley Cat
Deprived And Depraved… Lana Became The Youngest Member Of The World’s Oldest Profession
The Face Of An Angel… The Morals Of An Alley Cat
Deprived And Depraved… Lana Became The Youngest Member Of The World’s Oldest Profession
When the door was locked and the lights were out, Laurie’s workday really began!
via via and Arthur Wevers
The Tragedy Of A Sex Doomed To Take Their Delights In Strange And Unnatural Ways
From the back:
Before Lonnie could protest further, the woman had led her into the bedroom and was pouring a green liqueur into two small snifters. Lonnie felt overly self-conscious. She wished the woman had given her a robe, at least.
“What’s it called?” she asked, pointing to the drinks.
“Why, creme de menthe, of course,” the other woman answered.
“I’ve never heard of it,” Lonnie said.
“Why, you poor little innocent,” she chucked. “But don’t just stand around like this, my dear.” She gave Lonnie a light pat on the buttocks. “Why don’t you get into bed? And we’ll finish our drinks there, all right?…”
“But — this is your bed,” Lonnie said, somewhat timidly.
“No, my dear. This is our bed.” She led Lonnie easily to the mattress and sat her down firmly. “Now, just lie back and relax, darling. There’s really nothing to worry about, you know…”
Even as the statue took on shape and texture… so did a relationship she never thought possible.
Sexy Jill wanted men… but other women wanted her!
From the back of A Labor of Love
TWO FEMALES
Dorcas, the young socialite…who came down to the Village seeking to develop a talent, who came in search of a means of self-expression, who came in the hope of putting an end to a nagging inner unrest she was unable to fully understand.
Gina, the sensuous model…a lovely wanton with a flawless body, demanding that she be paid by the hour, whether working as a model by day or a mistress by night.
Suddenly, for Dorcas, it wasn’t enough to mold the exquisite details of Gina’s sleek thighs and hips and breasts in clay…suddenly, she had to work with something softer than clay, something warmer…like flesh!
From the back of The Women She Had
Jill let her hands roam over Betty’ naked body, as Betty kissed her with wild passion. It was tremendously exciting to feel the smooth flesh, to caress the lush curves, to make that warm body tremble with anticipation…. The damn years she had wasted! The thrilling pleasures she had missed! No more! Never again would she do without….
Every Time A Man Had Her It Was Rape, But With Other Women It Was Love
From the back:
A Perfect 36-C
This is the story of Elise Lindsey, beautiful, sensuous small town schoolteacher, who became a brassiere model in New York’s garment district. Men could not resist “handling the merchandise,” but Elise was only interested in pursuing the lavender love of Lesbos as she made the “gay scene” in Greenwich Village.
From the back:
It wasn’t the first time Nikki had been placed on the auction block and sold to the highest bidder, but it was the first time the highest bidder turned out to be a woman… a strange and exciting woman.
“Make no mistake about it,” Olivia March stated flatly, “I own you, body and soul. Whatever I want, whatever i ask… you’ll give, and go on giving until I tell you to stop.”
They Lived And Loved In The Off-Beat World Of Lesbianism
From the back:
Gail, Marja and Gretchen were part of the topsy-turvy world in which you stared if a boy danced with a girl, and found it normal when two girls rubbed knees under the table or sneaked off into the shadows for more intimate contact.
It was the world of the dyke, the butch, the bull, the ladylover – terms you resented, at first, and then grew to like, for it set you apart and made you different.
It was a blast because it was a world without inhibitions — except when you were among squares — and conformity was the most grievous sin.
It was a mad, mad, satisfying world – until one day you opened your eyes to discover that you were considered an outcast, a pervert, and your depravity could send you to jail.
The prim miss took off more than her mask of respectability behind the stacks… with any man who asked