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Kings of the Hot-Bed Line by Benjamin Pell

Benjamin Pell | Kings of the Hot-Bed Line | ‘Sin-bent harpies roamed the sex route!’

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A Twilight Affair by James Harvey

James Harvey | A Twilight Affair | Greenwich Village…and that twilight world where women are in love – with other women.’

From the back:

“You know what I am? What I

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The Invaders by Bud Conway

Bud Conway | The Invaders | We are unable to provide a description at this time.

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Carlotta McBride by Charles Gorham

Charles Gorham | Carlotta McBride | ‘Not since The Lost Weekend has there been a story of such startling frankness …’.

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The Compulsive Erotic by Carlson Wade

Carlson Wade | The Compulsive Erotic | An inside look at spanking and swapping clubs, whipping enthusiasts, transvestites, lesbians, male homosexuals, the worlds of humiliation, corporal pu

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Chocolates For Breakfast by Pamela Moore

Pamela Moore | Chocolates For Breakfast | ‘Chocolates for Breakfast’ is sometimes included in lists of early Lesbian Fiction, for the depiction of the relationship of two schoolgirls at an Eas

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Ring-A-Ding-Ding by Frank Kane

Frank Kane | Ring-A-Ding-Ding | The blonde didn’t have to tell Liddell that she made the circuit. One look, and he could see she was a fast operator. Johnny Liddell dialed ‘0’ for in

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Dial O-R-G-Y by Dan Eliot; Robert Silverberg

Dan Eliot; Robert Silverberg | Dial O-R-G-Y | ‘Money sinner! Anita was a businesswoman, and sin was her business. Inside-out, front-to-back, she knew it. Whether it was the whip-weilding, corsette

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Strange Breed by Aldo Lucchesi

Aldo Lucchesi | Strange Breed | ‘A touching story of that breed of women who receive from each other what they cannot receive from men’–cover

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Women in the Shadows by Ann Bannon

Ann Bannon | Women in the Shadows | Cover copy reads: ‘Their dark and troubled loves could flourish only in secret.’

A guarded look across the room. That was all sh