Teenage Exploitation Sex Comedy: Chapter One
A lonely divorcee's only thrill is killed, putting revenge on the menu
The year was 1989. Clank-clank. At the sound of an aluminum ladder being positioned against the side of the next-door house, Maria practically leaped from her seat in the breakfast nook of her sun-splashed kitchen and sprinted for her bedroom window. Her heart was racing. Oh, yes, he’s going on the roof again! Skittering through the back hall, Maria kicked off her stupid marabou bedroom slippers, then stopped, turned, and...