Player 48

One of many erotic stories you have to read in order to find out. So come in and find out. Reading sample: Joan Frazer hurried down the worn linoleum hallway of old Montock High School, books and her class record under one arm, a small can of film gripped tightly in her other hand. Her long, satiny brunette hair cascaded over her shoulders as she walked quickly, her form-hugging dress stretching tautly over her body and accentuating the fluid lines of her movements. She had the body of a lush young Venus, even though she had recently celebrated her thirty-first birthday over the Christmas holidays. If the young boys and girls of Montock High had cared to take full notice of her charms - and some of them had sneaked long and admiring glances at her - they could have traced in detail her sensual curves and hollows through the pink velveteen dress she wore this day.