Sue wants to be the best housewife ever. When her husband's boss and his wife ask her to fill in sprucing up their house when her husband is away on business, she wears her mom's yellow and white apron and her special French undies to do the best job ever. Soon she is taking care of the needs of the father and the son while the wife Carmen is away helping tend her daughter-in-law in the hospital for her first birth.
Mike is between cases and has a serious cash flow problem. He knew taking the case with the Jockey and his kinky wife was not smart but he didn't really have a choice. Once he found out the Westies and Three Finger Kelley were involved he should have thrown in the hand. Things happened and now it was personal. Personal to Mike meant nothing short of a final solution.
Polly was the postmistress of Licking Lizard, California. She took her job seriously enough to stay in the dying town to service the 1,000 or so inhabitants. Polly's "servicing" extended far beyond the delivery of mail. She was determined to spread her sweet honey to as many men and women as possible despite the declining trend in population. Tourists were a special treat.
Harry's spouse was in the perfect spot to find out all his secrets and hidden things that he never told her about. She discovers his affair with her younger sister and even some sort of relationship with her sister's twenty something daughter born out of wedlock. The problem is that she may not be able to do anything about it.
'Probationary' Constable Kelly O'Rourke was the harbinger of a change at the suburban 'Uniform Branch' at Flemington - the young blonde was the first policewomen to work 'General Duties' and that was really something! Joined by her former 'roomie' from the Glen Waverley 'Police Training Academy' and another blonde, Kelly intends to carve out a niche for female police officers...though not quite as Chief Commissioner 'Mick' Miller and the 1977 Equal Opportunities Act may have intended in 1980
In a city drowning in filth and sin, Laura moves through the chaos with a body built for sin but a heart burning for justice. Every night, she sheds her innocence, slipping into a skin-tight suit that barely contains her luscious curves, her heavy breasts straining against the fabric, her hips swaying with dangerous allure. She prowls the streets, her every step a tantalizing promise, her enemies trembling between fear and lust.