The torment of a woman, frustrated in marriage — torn between desire and compassion.


Carnal Greed

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Newsstand Library U127 1960

They were all caught — caught in a web of fear, and desire and violence!

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No Holds Barred / The Lusting Ladies

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Spotlight Books #301 The Lusting Ladies

He discovered that underneath her aura of innocence, this angel-faced beauty was a raging inferno consumed with the fires of wanton passion!

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Bedroom Alibi


Her tongue lured him into an alibi
Her mouth caressed him into an alibi
Her breasts maddened him into an alibi
Her thighs trapped him into an alibi


Murder in the Nude


A Swap Party Was Shame’s Setting for… Murder in the Nude


Flesh for Hire


Giving pleasure to men was just bed and board to her… until an unusual client taught her how to enjoy her work!


Love Thy Neighbor’s

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Candid Reader CA1017 1970

They did unto others. Oh, did they ever!

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The Chief Sexecutive

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For a little guy, he sure made it big!

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The Cult of the Seven Wenches

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The cult was a sex lure which netted big money… They had it made in more ways than one

From the back:

A startling story of sex cult members who indulged in such primitive pagan passions they made the Roman orgies seem mild! Here is the shocking ex-posé of ravished virgins . . . of women forced to breed like cattle . . . of uninhibited eroticism and carnal lust en masse!

Figures were on the sand now, hips grinding, hands reaching in erotic foulage; passionate mouths and bodies seeking satiation. Now something new was taking place. Two of the women, their own sex desires temporarily satiated, ran up the sandbar, grabbed one of the clothed girls. And suddenly vicious hands were on the girl’s body, cloth was tearing, and the girl was nude. The seven women danced around the frightened girl. Then the circle opened to admit one of the men. He started fondling the girl, disregarding her screams, her beating hands. He threw her to the sand at last, forced his body into position. Flossie’s fingers were hard on my arm. “Bill, that girl isn’t one of them. She’s being forced, ravished—” I handed the glasses to Flossie. “Focus on the girl being ravished. She’s wearing a belt, similar to the one I cut off Joan—” “That means she’s a prisoner.” Flossie’s words stopped.

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Wife and Harlot

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Sexual torment tortured her body and seared her soul.

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Lawyer for Lust


How to keep three hot-blooded women at bay would tax the guile of the most gifted attorney