“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
Hunt a cat, catch a tiger!
Also, ‘Cooked Alive in the Ring of Horror’, ‘We Are Your Geisha Slaves, Sgt. Joe’, ‘The Bordello Blitz of France’s Harlot Army’, and ‘I Am Making My Wife A Killer’
Notice that Major Drummond is apparently the pair of eyes peeping into this room, not the extremely unfortunate blonde surrounded by leering Nazis.
No woman was safe from his prying eyes.
Probes deeply into the strangest of sins — voyeurism!
A doctor’s realistic report on the darker side of love and sexual impulses gone wild