This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call Wanton Weekend. You really need to read the sample preview for this one. You should! This book is hot. A trashy, sleazy, *full-length* (100+ Pages) vintage, post-censorship erotic novel. But, if you really want, here’s the briefest of excerpts: Ralph knew what that meant. She was going out on the town without him. What an unfeeling spoiled...

This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call Polymorphously Perverse. You really need to read the sample preview for this one. You should! This book is hot. A trashy, sleazy, *full-length* (100+ Pages) vintage, post-censorship erotic novel. But, if you really want, here’s the briefest of excerpts: Her professor had been bold and blunt in his appraisal of the entire situation. "Young people," he had said seriously, "if you want to make a real contribution, you could go to Cuba this summer. You could help the natives cut the sugar cane. At the same time you would receive an education that would help you become the first in the front lines to free the people in our own country." His words burned in her mind. So much so, in fact, that she had asked her parents to let her go when the opportunity was made available.

This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call Neighborhood Nymphet. You really need to read the sample preview for this one. You should! This book is hot. A trashy, sleazy, *full-length* (100+ Pages) vintage, post-censorship erotic novel. But, if you really want, here’s the briefest of excerpts: In reality he was cracking open a beer. He saw her. She came sweeping into the kitchen and he could tell his life had changed. He was a married man, his wife was in the other room. It was Bernard's house and he was having a party. But the fact of the matter was he had to have this woman.

This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call Passion Holiday. You really need to read the sample preview for this one. You should! This book is hot. A trashy, sleazy, *full-length* (100+ Pages) vintage, post-censorship erotic novel. But, if you really want, here’s the briefest of excerpts: It was a vivid, shimmering summer night, touched now and agar by cool, gentle breezes. Above them, the Milky Way seemed to have ruptured, spilling stars like grains of incandescent sand, until the clear midnight sky pulsed with its cold, distant light.