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At night he walked the streets—driven by a debased hunger—searching out prey to feed his twisted appetites.


But daylight found him Larry Cole, who had no difficulty getting what normal men want from normal women. There was Janet Lambert, for example. The redhead needed love—and Larry was more than ready to supply it. And lush-bodied Nan Edwards, the bountiful brunette, willingly satisfied what she thought were Larry’s desires.


Still, when darkness fell, Larry ached for other excitement. His lust erupted as he stood by lighted windows, watching lovely women do the private little thing that engage them when they believe they are alone. And then came a time when his insatiable perversity drove him to another, even more terrible, craving....

The Peeper by Orrie Hitt

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