Gay Girl
Edna Britt
The dark world of lesbian love held her captive. Could she ever be normal again?’
—
Marilyn Wheeler stood in the small galley of the houseboat, waiting for the coffee to perk, and didn’t hear Nan come up behind her. She jumped when Nan’s lips touched her neck.
“Don’t!” she said crisply. “I’m not in the mood!”
“Why not?” Nan’s hands touched her waist and crept up Marilyn’s silk dress. “I’m in love with you.”
“Please stop it!” Marilyn pushed the hands away. She turned and snapped, “Why do you always have to make a scene when we’re out among straights?”
Nan shrugged. “I’m not ashamed of what I am. And the smart ones know–”
“That’s not true!” Marilyn stammered. Then she stared at Nan’s madras slacks, mannish white shirt and brown loafers. “Except when you wear THAT kind of outfit.”
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Details
| Genre | Pulp |
| Publication Date | Sep-65 |
| Publisher | Playtime |
| Format | Mass Market Paperback |
| No. of Pages | 160 |
| Notes | Playtime 747-S |
| Language | English |
| Rating | NotRated |
| Subject | Lesbian Sleaze; Lesbians – Fiction |
| BookID | 4562 |
