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Most of us lead two lives — real and fantasy. The housewife imagines herself leading a life of luxury. The businessman imagines himself away from the rat race, fishing by a quiet lake. The schoolboy dreams of future wealth and power. And then there are sexual fantasies — wild dreams that we seldom expect to see come true.
In this story, a young woman has learned to be outward and honest with her sexual desires, and she becomes a woman whom many would brand a slut and others would merely call liberated. She is a young girl dedicated to become a sexually liberated soul — a person who not only feels sexually free, but who has been compelled to unshackle others from the bonds of puritanism.
EASY OFFICE GIRL deals with a volatile issue, an issue that government has tried to define, that churches have tried to repress, that swingers have tried to advocate — but perhaps the answer lies with the individual. Let he or she decide their own standard of morality, just as the young woman in this book has done.
“What do you think, Richard? Do you think the chickie up there looking all sweet and innocent sucks cock?”
“It’s really hard to say,” the other cameraman answered, just loud enough for the girl to hear. “I figure she might be a first-rate cocksucker. Look at the way her mouth gets all puckery. And those lips! Hell and damnation, man! Those have got to be the lips of a grade-A, ultra-prime cocksucking woman!”
Cheryl nervously shifted from one foot to the other. She didn’t like either Dick or Jim, but she had to put up with them. They could do all sorts of horrid things to her if they wanted. Putting up with their crude comments was better than having them turn her green or yellow with their cameras. In spite of all their horsing around, they were good TV cameramen.
They knew their trade. And they loved trying to embarrass any of the newcomers.
Cheryl wished the little red light on the camera would blink. She wanted to get on the air, give the weather and get the hell out of the studio. She couldn’t bear the thought of having to fend off those two wolves one more time. She’d only worked at the station for a week, and they hadn’t ceased trying to pick her up.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.
Note: This story is the same as catalog number PR-3054 in the original publications (a duplicate).