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We read Jason Hytes' 1962 sleaze novel Come One-Come All in electronic form, and thanks to a glitch in the page count we had no idea how long it was. Which led to the moment when we thought to ourselves, “This is getting interesting,” swiped to the next page and were confronted with the words—The End. By that page the book's lead character Barbara Martin had succumbed to her own sexual voracity, progressed to random seductions with both sexes, reached the point of being lured into prostitution, and dealt with the decision working out not well at all. And by not well at all we mean really not well. So while unknowingly swiping to The End, we were anticipating the commencement of bloody retribution by Barbara against the tale's villain. Nope. Barbara has learned her lesson and moves on. And so have we. But we'll say this much—for the genre, Hytes is not a bad writer.
![FLOPPY SECONDS](/images/headline/5020.png) You know what? Don't worry about it. The first time wasn't that great anyway. ![](/images/postimg/floppy_seconds.jpg)
Above, a Paul Rader cover for Twice with Julie by Jason Hytes, aka John Plunkett. The lesson here? Every man has his limitations. Copyright 1962.
![INTO TEMPTATION](/images/headline/4005.png) A tease? Just because I strip down to my frillies and straddle a stool? You got some dirty ideas, mister. ![](/images/postimg/into_temptation.jpg)
Above, The Teaser, by Jason Hytes, aka John Plunkett, for Midwood Books, with top notch brushwork by the wizard of sexually suggestive paperback art Paul Rader. The story: a virginal girl is taught about sex by her eager lover, but shows such an aptitude for it that her desires grow to the point where they become perverse and freaky. Sounds like the perfect woman to us. Copyright 1963.
![THE LINE FORMS HERE](/images/headline/3521.png) Number 32? Is number 32 here? Last call for 32. Okay. Number 33? ![](/images/postimg/the_line_forms_here.jpg)
From reliably sleazy Midwood-Tower comes Wait Your Turn, published in 1962 and written by John Plunkett inhabiting the Jason Hytes pseudonym. A soldier returns home from two years away and finds that his virginal bride has not only caved in to another man's advances, but has also been set upon by a trio of local lowlifes who aren't remotely finished with her. Besides the elements of voyeurism and sexual aggression, one thing you could always expect from Midwood sleaze was well-executed cover art, and this one is very nice, but sadly it's uncredited. Should we guess who painted it? Well, we could, but we won't bother, because another thing Midwood was good at was hiring artists who could execute its signature style, which means this cover could really be any of several regular illustrators. Luckily, cover credits tend to come out in the fullness of time thanks to the tireless work of numerous aficionados more dedicated and better connected than us. We'll just have to hope something turns up on this eventually.
![BEGGING FOR IT](/images/headline/3511.png) Getting what you want is all in how you ask. ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_01.jpg)
It seems as if no genre of literature features more characters in complete submission to others than mid-century sleaze. And how do these hapless supplicants express their desperation? They break out the kneepads. Above and below are assorted paperback covers of characters making pleas, seeking sympathy, and professing undying devotion. Though some of these folks are likely making the desired impression on their betters, most are being ignored, denied, or generally dumptrucked. You know, psychologists and serial daters say a clean break is best for all involved, so next time you need to go Lili St. Cyr on someone try this line: “I've decided I hate your face now.” That should get the job done. Art is by Harry Barton, Barye Philips, Paul Rader, et al. ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_02.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_21.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_24.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_03.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_04.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_05.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_06.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_07.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_08.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_09.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_10.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_11.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_12.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_13.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_14.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_15.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_16.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_17.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_18.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_19.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_20.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_22.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_23.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_25.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_26.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_fot_it_28.jpg) ![](/images/postimg/begging_for_it_27.jpg)
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The headlines that mattered yesteryear.
2003—Hope Dies
Film legend Bob Hope dies of pneumonia two months after celebrating his 100th birthday. 1945—Churchill Given the Sack
In spite of admiring Winston Churchill as a great wartime leader, Britons elect
Clement Attlee the nation's new prime minister in a sweeping victory for the Labour Party over the Conservatives. 1952—Evita Peron Dies
Eva Duarte de Peron, aka Evita, wife of the president of the Argentine Republic, dies from cancer at age 33. Evita had brought the working classes into a position of political power never witnessed before, but was hated by the nation's powerful military class. She is lain to rest in Milan, Italy in a secret grave under a nun's name, but is eventually returned to Argentina for reburial beside her husband in 1974. 1943—Mussolini Calls It Quits
Italian dictator Benito Mussolini steps down as head of the armed forces and the government. It soon becomes clear that Il Duce did not relinquish power voluntarily, but was forced to resign after former Fascist colleagues turned against him. He is later installed by Germany as leader of the Italian Social Republic in the north of the country, but is killed by partisans in 1945.
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