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Seven Against Georgia: Erotic Fiction (A Black cat book)

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This is a very odd concept. The prologue is narrated by a tape recorder named Miss Bocaccio ("I am a portable tape recorder, battery-powered, made by a Japanese manufacturer of somewhat questionable quality, brought in through Tenerife, in the Canary Islands, and sold on the black market during the Mae West days. But I turned out fabulous.") being bitchy about an answering machine named Mercurio ("abominable play-back quality and an altogether typical, passive machine, even though she thinks she is sooo macho.").

Their owner, Madelon ("whose alias is an homage to another legendary dame with a predilection for the military profession"), along with Herr Betty Honey, Colette la Coco ("well-traveled executive of many tongues", Finita Languedoc (a/k/a Miss Luxe), Pamela Poodle ("also known as Miss Walking Disaster") and Veronica Switchblade ("theoretical expert in the art of theater and light comedy"), have been summoned to the home of Miss Balcony, who is distraught over the U.S. Supreme Court decision in Bowers v. Hardwick (now happily overturned), upholding anti-sodomy laws. They decide to tape record their stories of sex and desire, and send them to the head of the state of Georgia's police force.

WHY these seven flamboyant Spanish gay men should be so exercised about the laws in the U.S. is unexplained, but who cares?

This is really a funny book ( you've got to love it when Miss Bocaccio says she "quivers like a vibrator in an all-girls' school"!), and erotic, too. Learn where Miss Balcony got her name, an unexpected use for baguettes, which airport men's rooms are frequented by the cognoscenti, and more.

Perhaps the Chief of Police sent the tape on to the Supreme Court, thus resulting in Lawrence v. Texas?