This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call Miss Understanding. 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: He had come home from school, depressed. It had been a bum day-faculty meeting, horrible class, run-in with Cook, one of his colleagues. Terrible day. He'd walked into their rented house with a sour frown, thrown his brief case savagely on the couch. Joan had offered herself for a kiss, which he'd accepted dutifully rather than with any real enthusiasm. "Bad day, darling?" she'd asked.

This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call The Lecherous Actor. 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: Barbara Miller-Script, that's what it said right there on the crew list. The pretty young girl shifted slightly on her seat and looked out the window, all she could see was the vague shape of trees flashing by in the night as the heavy bus climbed the twisting highway into the Northern California woods.