Director Duff Conrad wanted to bask in the fickle lights of big-time Broadway, but he continued to struggle in a shameless trap of misery and masochism-and most of both qualities were generously dispensed by debauchery queen, Julia Langman. Julia owned a large number of theaters in Cleveland-as well as Duff. As a director for the Langman Theaters, Duff had a free hand, but that was all that was free. For anything else, any chance of success, Duff danced to Julia's perverted tune, a macabre dance of degradation that left her temporarily sated, and Duff almost nothing-except another chance at Broadway, and Zan, the wildly beautiful girl he was in love with. All he had to do was conquer Julia-and New York. Not to mention all the pitfalls along the way.Then came sweet lust, joyously taken in the golden shimmer of the Caribean moon, where a dusky play-for-pay girl can give an eager American engineer the time of both their lusty lives. Where the rough-and-tumble of a U.S. engineering crew can include some pretty twisted desires. Downwhere the Calypso drummers pound out a sin-beat as old as Adam and Eve. Where the soft beach is a mile-long lust bed. A place of warm nights and blazing passions where big city morals drop away as casually as a loose bikini at the hungry call of wanton nights!