CONNIE . . . the sleek and sensuous redhead, cynical and shockproof, a specialist in catering to the coarse demands of jaded men as well as the secret needs of lonely young women. JOANNE . . . the angel-faced blonde, fragile and appealing, nurturing a neurotic jealousy that demanded vicious and savage revenge. SUSAN . . . a small-town brunette with big-city dreams, breathlessly eager and painfully naive, too young and innocent to cope with the evil forces that lurked behind the glittering tinsel of the neon jungle.
Eileen was a delicious morsel. Inevitably she aroused the appetites not only of men, but of women — twisted, perverse women. The only thing strange was that she allowed such women to take forbidden liberties . . . ! But tender, little Eileen found that men cruelly handled her. Her own husband drove her away by his abuse, taught her that solely from such ardent creatures as Suzanne could she expect the compliant softness, the velvety delicacy, which spelled satisfaction in love.