THE CONTESTANTS! They came from small towns and big cities, in all sizes and shapes . . . saucy virgins and knowing tramps, dazzling blondes and smoldering brunettes . . . every one of them intoxicated by the same avid hunger . . . to be admired and adored and accepted into the glittering world of the charm peddlers.
THE RULES! Keep smiling and keep moving . . . let the audience think they’re the ones who will pick the winner . . . but never forget that the lucky girl is chosen by the men who run the contest . . . and long before the first girl ever steps into the splotlight. If you want to win, it isn’t what you’ve got to offer that counts, IT’S WHAT YOU’RE WILLING TO GIVE!
AVID LIVING . . . They met and desired. After all, what harm could there be in a little tom-catting when a guy is far away from his wife’s loving arms. More than one can imagine. There is no such thing as having a lust-cake and eating it—for long, anyway. Fun is fun, especially erotic capers, but, one gets what one pays for—whether in goods or . . . LUST-SERVICES!