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It often comes as a complete surprise to find that people are not always exactly what they seem to be.
The quiet librarian who secretly waits for the moment when she can unleash her passions on an unsuspecting patron. The nurse who is ready to take on any of her patients, male or female, who think they can handle her. The teacher who, given half the chance, will not hesitate to release his perverse desires on an unsuspecting fifteen-year-old girl in one of his classes.
Gail Sanders is one of these outwardly normal people. In fact, if anything, she seems more shy, more reserved than most. But deep within herself she is becoming the helpless captive of a reckless passion which, now that she has at last acknowledged it, must be fed a constant diet of perverse excitement.
HOTTEST WIFE IN TOWN — a novel that explores a hidden segment of our society, a powerful lesson for those who refuse to believe some of the darkest problems that face us all.
“It’s driving me crazy,” Gail Sanders said with a noticeable tremor in her voice. “I must be a nymphomaniac or something.”
Doctor Hillman, the only psychiatrist in the small Southern town of Blaineville, patted the pretty brunette’s hand reassuringly. A large, robust man in his forties with a ruddy complexion and blue eyes which seemed almost too small for his wide face, he said quietly, “Tell me about it.”
Lying on the couch with her shoes off, Gail nodded nervously. She was a well-dressed young woman of eighteen, tall and shapely, with pitch-black hair and eyes as brown as brown could be. In a short skirt that showed her bare knees, she tried to get more comfortable.
“I can’t seem to get enough sex,” she said simply. “Paul and I have only been married for two months, but already I want to go to bed with every man I see.”
“Go on,” Doctor Hillman murmured.
Gail took a deep breath to steady herself. “When Paul and I have sex, it’s always good. But then after he’s asleep, I find myself wanting it again and again and again. It scares me sometimes to think that no one man could satisfy my-my sexual needs.”
“And is this something new?” the doctor asked. “These urges of yours?”
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Note: This story is the same as catalog number PP-8031 in the original publications (a duplicate).