His life was a lost weekend — of women
A hilarious plunge into the outer limits of electronic espionage with a “living doll” who makes sex the ultimate weapon…
From the back:
CLAD ONLY IN A SKIMPY CLOAK AND DAGGER….
S.H.E.I.L.A. — Simulated-Human, Electronically Implemented Lady Agent—stepped forth one memorable day from the scientific laboratories of I.N.I.T.I.A.L.S. She was created to fight for justice in a world too long threatened by evil. Two of her prime targets: The chopper-riding, leather-jacketed agents of M.O.T.H.E.R. and the insidious, obscene warriors of F.A.T.H.E.R. who had infiltrated the government and now enjoyed its protection. To any other female agent, the obstacles would have been overwhelming. But Sheila was equipped to battle the most dastardly foe. Her razor-sharp mind was matched only by her razor-sharp fingertips; the penetrating gaze of her eyes was rivaled only by the paralyzing rays of her navel. Sheila was invincible, until she clashed with Number One—who had earned his rank by trying even harder! And who almost stripped Sheila of (among other things!) her hard-won title of SUPERDOLL!
She was just a country girl — but she knew how to use her assets
“I think I just signed my own death warrant,” Liddell told her. “Am I entitled to a last wish?”
She Was Marked For Rape And Death
She was the hottest sexpot on the market until she ran into murder. And then she was a very cold dish indeed.
“I need your help, Johnny,” the blonde purred. “But we can take care of that business later.”
An explosive red smog of passion hung everywhere. One wild spark would blow up the town
A handful of corpses, a haunted house, and a gorgeous ghost in the flesh…