Barbra was always availible… if the price was right
From the back:
“Nobody Twisted My Arm…”
“I knew what I was doing and why I was doing it. I wanted all the things I never had, all the things that other girls seemed to have… and I was willing to go whatever route it took to get them.
“The first time was the hardest. After he left, I cried and swore I’d never do it again… but I knew I was kidding myself. It’s like going off the edge of a cliff… after the first step, there’s no turning back, no way to go but down.
“After a while, it was easier. After a while, it didn’t matter who I was with or what was expected of me. The only thing that mattered was that they kept coming… and paying each one different and yet, the same.
“Besides, deep down, I loved every minute of it.”
She let him know she would keep him in style… as long as he could keep her satisfied.
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When she blew hot and cold, the climate was murder
Exposing The Bare Facts Of Beauty Contests!
Each Beauty Was Judged By Her Bedroom Talents!
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“What did he have that every woman wanted?”
A car, apparently.
“A restless suburban wife — her thirsting teen-age daughter — her husband’s voluptuous mistress… All three were at the tender mercy of the handsome man-servant!”
They were no longer able to remain teacher and pupil, no longer able to deny the truth of their desires.
The seething story of three people caught up in a web of passion and emotion and sensuality within the walls of an exclusive Parisian finishing school.
Monique… the student, too young and too naive to realize until too late what drew her to this strangely alluring and exciting older woman.
Irene… the teacher, incapable of denying herself the pleasure and passion that only this lovely and fragile girl was capable of making possible.
Douglas… The intruder, determined to prove that his brand of love could overcome and destroy this girl’s unholy devotion to another woman.
What Each Learned Could Never Be Taught In A Classroom.
Left alone day after day by success-minded husbands, they were forced to seek out new sources of excitement.
Women Couldn’t Resist Him And He Couldn’t Resist Money
Behind The Scenes In A Massage Parlor Where Man-Hungry Women Pay For Passion
She was Included in the Price of a Ticket
The Police Hunt A Compulsive Killer
Two high-school girls who knew the score!
The view from the garden was beautiful — and tempting.
Her Job was to Keep the Bosses Happy, and It Wasn’t by Taking Dictation!
“It was her job to see that the young widow forgot about the tragedy of her honeymoon…and she intended to earn every penny of the salary being paid her!”
From the back:
For Muriel, it was the chance of a lifetime, being hired as a resident nurse and personal companion to the young socialite who had been widowed on her wedding night. Erin Lenox had the face of an angel and the body of a goddess and the shock of her tragedy had left her seething with unfulfilled needs and pathetically vulnerable and susceptible to any form of affection.
Muriel knew it was only a matter of time before she’d be able to show the girl a different kind of love… a different source of forbidden passion. And, once initiated, Muriel was confident that their roles would be reversed… she’d be the mistress and Erin Lenox, the slave.
She’d own that lovely face, that glorious body… and most of all, all that wonderful money!
A cropped version of the painting was also reproduced in the adventure pulp Men’s, January 1968, for the story “Encounter on the Beach” by Frances Lengel. The lesbian theme is gone and it was used instead to illustrate a story about man and woman meeting on the beach:
“My fingers caressed her skin with sun-tan oil, and I could feel the tension leaver her….. soon her whole body was responding to my touch.”
They even made the standing leg more masculine for the magazine reuse
Edit: Added alternate cover from a reprint
Her body was ripe for love — Any kind that came along