This is a classic vintage, erotic novel which we will call The Frightened Heart. You really need to read the sample preview for this one. You should! This book is hot. A trashy, sleazy, *full-length* (100+ Pages) vintage, post-censorship erotic novel. But, if you really want, here’s the briefest of excerpts:

Bobbi was five feet, four inches tall, with hair blacker than the dark of night, and skin whiter than alabaster. She had large, questioning eyes that always seemed to be asking, even though she already knew most of the answers. Her nose was short, and seemed to fit perfectly above her heart-shaped lips… . . But thirty-year-old Bobbi Rogar was the prized possession of only one man; her husband, Henry Rogar.