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She was a Transverse Venus
rising from the Transerotic sea...
Her body the cove of pleasure
for many men...
She was the girl of our
ultimate wet dreams!

I Married an

Aqua-Nymph

Wet dreams?” she asked. “All dreams should be wet
dreams.” She sat perched up in a golden King Neptune
chair. She knew how to turn even the jaded Hollywood
reporters and photographers on. They threw questions to
her. She puck ered her red lips. She smiled. Flash cameras
dazzled the crowd gathered around the curvy blonde with
her luscious legs tucked tight down into her form-fitting
mermaid tail. A national poll of adult the ater-goers had
picked her as the Erotic Star of 1979.
“What’s your sign?” The ques tion came from a severely
tailored young PoCo Amazon from one of the politically
correct sex lib magazines.
“Pisces with an Aquarius moon,” she said, patting her
green-scaled hips.
“Don’t you think your image hardly helps the women’s
move ment?” the Amazon asked, pursing her lipstick lips.

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