A sequel, nearly 20 years later, to Heimel's Sex Tips for Girls (1983), in which the beleaguered humorist's sex life is not all that much better: she seems to prefer her pack of dogs, especially the late, angelic, beaglish Homer (tossed out of a car at a California strip mall in 1992 by a "a disgusting lump of putrid slime [and] scum-sucking pig") to over-attentive males who love her unconditionally, just like her mother, and sit on the edge of the bed each evening meticulously dissecting her every word and move that day in search of the slightest hint of betrayal.
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