Book description
Sheba - that was her real name - looked innocent as a lamb and twice
as cuddly. She happened to be a she-wolf in sheep's clothing. A
saleswoman, that is - who used her retching femininity to move merchandise.
She had been taught her trade by an expert - the same virile sales
executive who had shattered the lamblike innocence once hers, the
innocence now worn like a disguise. Maybe it was exactly this virginal
aspect of Sheba which encouraged Fred, the man she loved, to brutally
ravish her. Why should the sales people have all the fun?
The time came when Sheba tired of delivering the goods. But how could
she expect help from the operators making her sell her soul for a
commission? Or from Fred, who had forced himself upon her. Maybe it
would be better, she figured, just to take what she could get - and
like it!
