Lust on the Loose (38 page)

'Excuse me.'
The blonde was standing right in front of Gavin, on the other side
of the counter. 'Hot, isn't it?'

Gavin was
thunderstruck. Her yellow halter-neck was moulded to her body,
tightly encasing her voluptuous form. Her protruding nipples were
dark points beneath the cotton.

'I can tell
you like my figure,' she said in a low voice. 'Would you like to
see some more?'

Not waiting
for a reply, she pulled the garment to her chin, exposing two
stunningly proportioned breasts. They quivered in front of Gavin
like ripe fruit.

It was a
moment before he noticed the gun.

In a tone no
less intimate, she added, 'While you're looking at my tits, put the
money in the bag...'

She's out
there somewhere - a woman of mystery and menace, with a knock 'em
dead body that's coining her the cash. The papers call her the
Topless Raider and her victims just pray she'll come back and roll
them over again...

Assignments
don't come any tougher than this - ice-cool detective Archie Monk
has been handed the hottest case of the year. It's up to him to
find the voluptuous blonde who has bared her all in building
societies throughout the land - and made off with the money.
Helping with enquiries is leggy journalist Robyn Chestnut. She's
all mouth and no knickers but there's nobody better when it comes
to grabbing exclusives.

Together they
team up to hunt down the red-hot robber and put her where she
belongs - back behind bras!

'There you
are, you swine,' muttered Caroline, shrugging the coat from her
shoulders. Beneath it she was all but naked. She wore just a thin
white camisole that reached to her waist with matching stockings
and suspenders. The points of her nipples and the circles of her
areolae were plainly visible through the flimsy top. The pale dome
of her belly and the strip of honey-coloured curls at the junction
of her thighs were framed by the suspender straps. To Lucian's eye
she had never looked more ravishing.

'I hope you're
satisfied,' she said bitterly.

'Not yet,'
replied Lucian, 'but I intend to be...'

Out of the red
- and into the blue.

Once-grand
publishers The Whimsical Press are on their uppers but chief
executive Miranda Lynch has a plan - to publish a line of
bestselling erotic novels. So, if dreamy editor Lucian Swan wants
to keep his job he'd better find some sexy books - fast.

Though the
world of the clitorati is new to Lucian, he soon gets to grips with
lustful lady writers who believe in the value of hands-on research.
There's angel-faced Karen Hastings, out to shaft everyone but her
husband, and swivel-hipped Caroline Fitzjohn who redefines the
meaning of editorial input - not to mention Marilyn Savage, the
industry's most insatiable literary agent...

Will Lucian
pull it off? Will Blue Desire Books save the company's fortunes?
And will Miranda's below-the-belt initiative bring home the coveted
Baxendale Prize?

Tom watched in
astonishment as Sergeant Amy Tooth of the Sex Police unzipped her
uniform and emerged from it like a butterfly from a chrysalis. Her
creamy midriff was bared to shiny black PVC shorts, cut high on the
thigh and tight across the bulge of her pouting mons veneris. And
when she turned to rummage in her bag, she thrust out her posterior
in heart-stopping provocation.

Amy
straightened and turned, one hand now sheathed in a rubber surgical
glove, the other holding a small plastic bottle.

'Don't be
alarmed, Mr Glass,' said Inspector Quartermain. 'She's just going
to take a sample.'

'What sample?'
said Tom.

'It's standard
procedure,' grunted Amy as her gloved fingers closed on Tom's most
intimate portion. 'We need a sample of your filthy pervert's
spunk...'

The beautiful
and cruel mistresses of The Primrose Court are enforcing - Lust
Under Licence. They're putting men under the microscope, altering
the way they behave, challenging the male establishment.

A tycoon is
lying in hospital trying to regain his memory after falling from
his penthouse apartment, his past enveloping him in stark erotic
detail, leaving him in need of the gentle mercies of his personal
nurse.

Is he really
engaged to the blonde television weathergirl with an inventive way
with his bedside equipment? Is his lovely assistant really
experimenting with a fitness plan based on multiple orgasms? And
most significantly, is he really under investigation by the
ruthless she devils of the Sex Police?

-oOo-

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