Foreword
UP IN MONTE'S ROOM
The large nude on the studio wall left no doubt about Monte's taste and artistic ability. But he was even prouder of his reputation in the king-size, low-slung bed that stood next to it. Monte's companion for this evening, coral sheets turned back to start the performance with an uninhibited touch, was Nadine, his boss's wife.
Monte had dimmed the lights and selected some records for the hi-fi which had always heightened his experiments with women.
Nadine smiled. She wasn't about to be just another conquest in Monte's little black book. In the art of love, Nadine had a genius of her own. She'd given this Casanova the satisfaction of "arranging" the seduction; now Nadine would take over and teach him a few things he'd never dreamed of.