This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call Always Needing More. 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: Darkness had already fallen on the late autumn afternoon, and she could see that the full moon had begun to rise. She listened briefly to the ticking of the alarm clock on her night-stand, then reached up to turn on the lamp. She turned back to survey the strong naked form of the boy beside her. She ran the flat of her palms over his chest, then down along his belly...

This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call The Lesbian Temptresses . 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: "I suppose you expected some very butch number to show up, didn't you? Are you surprised? Here I am in all my traditional feminine glory, tall and graceful as a willow, chic down to my forty-three-year-old toes - manicured, of course - and not one whisper of the bulldyke about me. There's a good reason for that, and one that I learned very early in life: Never look like what you really are, unless what you really are is considered highly desirable ... something few of us can lay claim to. Right? So if you want to be a liberal, dress like a right-winger. If you're a thief, dress like a millionaire, and if you're unloved, look as if you're adored by thousands. It's a very sound strategy as old as Greeks bearing gifts in wooden horses, and I've never known it to fail - not once.