Category: Pulp

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The Mesh by Lucie Marchal

Lucie Marchal | The Mesh | ”I hated her when I first saw her. She was so passive, so voluptuous, so unlike me. Then something changed me. Alone with her I was filled with a joy

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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

Posted in Checklist by Marion Zimmer Bradley Pulp

Adam and Two Eves / The Other Stranger by Anonymous; Daoma Winston; Lilla Van Saher

Anonymous; Daoma Winston; Lilla Van Saher | Adam and Two Eves / The Other Stranger | Unnatural Affection — Or Perverted Hate? The Young Widow Had To Choose Between Them…

And outspoken novel on a taboo subject…

A stra

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Lust by Count Palmiro Vicarion

Count Palmiro Vicarion | Lust | We are unable to provide a description at this time.

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Sex on the Odd Side by Lois Macdonald

Lois Macdonald | Sex on the Odd Side | ‘the eternal triangle with a corrupt twist- a man, his wife, and the woman she loved!’

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The Middle Sex by Stacey Clubb; Gil Orlovitz

Stacey Clubb; Gil Orlovitz | The Middle Sex | The slightest touch of any woman excited her like fire…

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We, Too, Must Love by Ann Aldrich

Ann Aldrich | We, Too, Must Love | This book is largely non-fiction.

“I received hundreds of letters. Doctors wrote, mothers and fathers wrote, girls who didn’t know whether t

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Painted Veils by James Huneker

James Huneker | Painted Veils | From the author’s notes: This Parable, with its notations and evocations of naked nerves and soul-states, is inscribed in all gratitude to the charmin

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Any Man’s Girl by Thomas Carr; Tony Calvano

Thomas Carr; Tony Calvano | Any Man’s Girl | Back cover says ‘From a good family to a gutter world of shame and drunkenness-that was Judy’s tormented path! The powerful story of a love starved gi

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Prisoner of my Past by Edie Fisher

Edie Fisher | Prisoner of my Past | No man’s crude hands have ever touched my body, but other hands have- hands that understand my need- hands of other women