EVERY ALLEY WAS A PASSION HANGOUT FOR- THE LUST PIGS
MIDNIGHT READER
MR 468
FIRST PRINTING 1962
U.S.A.
ALLEY TRAMPS...
Slick little chicks in sin-tight jeans and bursting sweaters came crawling for a little piece of his brand of loving. Because when Bruce led his Wild Pigs into one of their cellar-club orgies, the sneaky Pete flowed and the smoke of smoldering pot made a lust paradise out of the dingiest hole in passion town. there wasn't another stud like Bruce for miles around, and his kind of shame-fame made the sin-queens go right out of their wanton minds. The twist records on the stolen hi-fi beat out a rhythm of no-tomorrow sinning and the wail of the horns was the upbeat for Bruce's never-ending chorus of a slam-bang!
...SIN-GANG LUST!
