She Played The Game — And Won
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After a year of college, Nancy. found that books, alone, could not teach her what she wanted to learn. This is the story about a beautiful girl and her quest to discover the facts-of-life.
She Played The Game — And Won
From the back:
After a year of college, Nancy. found that books, alone, could not teach her what she wanted to learn. This is the story about a beautiful girl and her quest to discover the facts-of-life.
There wasn’t anything she wouldn’t do to be alone with this strange and sensual creature
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The Velvet Trap
She had wanted only to be loved, to be desired, to please and be pleased. Somehow, somewhere during her quest for fulfillment, she’d become both the used and the user, the subject and the object, a creature of both ecstasy and despair.
Was this to be her fate: to be a mere plaything of these savage, lusting women… a helpless victim of their strange sickness? Was this to be her life: to be passed around among these hard and voracious creatures who cared nothing about her feelings but only her body… who took without giving, seeking only to satisfy their own depraved and jaded needs?
HOW HAD IT STARTED? HOW WOULD IT END?
Suzi came of age in the world of high fashion and low morals
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GIRL IN A WOMAN’S BODY
Biologically, Suzi needed all the fulfillment of a healthy woman. Psychologically, she was a naive girl who believed fashion models only had to be beautiful to get ahead. Then Stan began to teach her the facts of life right there on his soft office rug, while the man she loved waited in the lobby.
Sock It To Me, Says Eve Drum… Which Is What They’re All Dying To Try — And Die Trying
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Eve Drum, The Lady From L.U.S.T., is at her absolute best in this funky spy thriller that rockets London to Stockholm to Helsinki, where she teaches the sensuous Scandinavians things they never knew about sex. But this time she nearly meets her match in the luscious Russian, Tamara Norenko, MVD’s top and topless agent who uses her body as Eve does—as a deadly weapon. Like Eve, Tamara is skilled in exotic weaponry and crammed with esoteric knowledge. She can crack a code or a skull; break a man’s will or his back. But the power of L.U.S.T. wins out in the end.
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From the tip of her toes to her platinum top Joan Browne’s body was a devouring trap that fed her greed for fame and pleasure
The Only Man She Wanted Was Her Mother’s Lover
Everything Men Wanted Was Available In — Liza’s Apartment
A Searing Expose Of The ‘Newly Renovated’ Apartment Racket And The Gorgeous Girls Hired To Keep Tenants Happy
He had failed, just as had a hundred others, to satisfy the incredible passion that drove her from town to town, from man to man.
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THE MORE SHE HAD … THE MORE SHE NEEDED!
He had fallen in love with a girl who lived in constant torment, a girl who spent every waking moment in desperate need of sex, a girl who was never without need of a man, any man, a girl who was beyond caring who or what or where or how as long as there was someone seeking to appease the fiery hungers that burned so intensely within her feverish body! He had fallen in love with a girl some called a swinger, others called a tramp, still others knew as a prostitute… but he alone knew was the odd breed of female described by psychiatrists as a
NYMPHOMANIAC
Excited by the same man, mother and daughter played a dangerous game — and only one could survive.
Lusting for money and power they used sex — any kind of sex — to claw their way to the top.
How could she warn her teenage daughter without exposing the sordid truth of her own relationship with their virile young boarder?
The artwork for this was later reversed and recycled for Bee-Line #211 – The Love Racket
Women had a habit of making themselves at home in Tony’s place
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Men envied Tony because his work put him in constant contact with beautiful women. They flocked in from every state in the union, in all shapes, varieties and sizes, all of them in need of work and therefore in need of Tony.
Most of them learned the score fast. They were smart chicks who had come to the big city ready for action ready for the sort of deal Tony proposed. Those that weren’t hip were so few and far between that Tony’s apartment soon became a kind of hotel for women, with a long waiting list and a constant turnover
She was a play-toy for a strange breed of older, wealthy women… women who knew her weakness and how to exploit it.
We have two different covers for this novel under the original title Ladder Of Flesh. This cover art was later used for The Bitter Flesh.