Author: Frank G. Slaughter
Cover artist: Uncredited
Yours for: Not for Sale (gift to the collection from Laurie Gagne)
Best things about this cover:
- Before the gas engine, water-skiing was a tedious sport, full of failure and shirtlessness.
- I've seen this artist's work before. I feel like there are at least a small handful of covers from this period that feature variations on this exact scene—nude female swimmer, boobs buoyant but modest, being looked down upon by startled/probably aroused man. Don't recall ever seeing this hand gesture before, though. "Yo, Sangaree! Little help?"
- Perspective here seems off. She'd have to be 6-10 feet back in the water, but that rope looks about 18 inches long.
- "Sangaree! Sangarah! Sangaree! Sangara-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha..."
Best things about this back cover:
- Me? How far will *I* go? I'll need some context. Also possibly some liquor.
- Translation–"taunted him with her nakedness" = "was naked"; "taking" = "raping" (see picture).
- Opening intro / teaser page: "I'LL HAVE YOU NOW!" ... "Toby Kent, starved these long months for even the sight of a woman, undid the straining bodice of the wench's gown. Beneath it, as he had guessed, was nothing but the magnificently-breasted body of the girl who called herself Dolly Lake." I was going to use "buoyantly-boobed" earlier, but "magnificently-breasted" is so much classier.
"The next ball," said Gabriel casually, "will be just two inches lower. Will you back up now or take it up your snout?"
The greatness of this line really depends upon the kind of "ball" you're imagining.
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