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The seething passions that lurk within many individuals are often hidden beneath a veneer of normalcy, exposed only under extremely tempting conditions.
The woman who, after a few drinks at a party, takes on all comers, male and female alike. The man who, during a strip show at a stag party, climbs up on stage with the girl and performs with her in front of his friends. The couple who, while outwardly maintaining their image as upstanding pillars of the community, are secret members of the neighborhood mate-swapping group.
Rina, Mandy, and Mary are also outwardly proper and quite normal people. Yet they have much more in common than that. One sexual encounter shows them for what they truly are—outwardly normal and inwardly perverted. They are three time bombs, waiting only for the proper stimulus to arouse their basest instincts.
HOT PANTS ROOMMATES—a fictional story about a society that refuses to face many of its real problems.
Rina felt very nervous. She had posed for naked pictures before, but always alone. Once she had even done a series of pictures showing her masturbating. She had really got into it. It was even kind of fun. At one moment, while posing, she excited herself so much that she almost came. Only the photographer’s business-like attitude had brought her back from the edge of a climax.
But that had been different. Only the photographer was there with her. This time there would be three people besides her. She would have sex with a man and another girl while the photographer filmed it.
In the bathroom as she slipped out of her clothes, she tried to get over her nerves. She had never had three-way sex before, even without a camera filming it. She didn’t know either the man or the girl she would be doing it with. But what the hell, she thought. I need the money. He said it wouldn’t take over an hour. He’ll get his shot of some guy squirting his rocks off in my face. I’ll get my hundred bucks. Then I’ll be gone.
“Hey, you about ready in there?” It was the photographer’s voice. “We’re waiting on you.”
“I’ll be right out,” she said.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.
Note: This story is the same as catalog number GE-1024 in the original publications (a duplicate).