The fairly gamy plot premise here is that budding architect Roger Quill must fulfill the main provision of his salty old...

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WOMEN, WOMEN EVERYWHERE

The fairly gamy plot premise here is that budding architect Roger Quill must fulfill the main provision of his salty old grandfather's will or he can't inherit four million dollars that have been left to him. The provision: that he must make love to women all around the world (""Nobody knows much about sex. Including the psychiatrists. I don't mean theories of sex, I mean practical application: the mattress, not the book."") Will Roger be unfaithful to his virginal girlfriend Hazel back home in Wichipokee, Wisconsin? Well, golly! Not when his tour is conducted by Colonel Kipp, an elderly satyr who is also a veritable Jove of alcoholic concoctions. However, Roger is a flop in Honolulu, and the world's news services hotly pursue him to Tokyo, where he is not a flop. The assiduous oluptuary, Colonel Kipp, keeps tabs on Roger's priapic pilgrimage, and meanwhile as composing a book, Are We Losing the Cold War with Women? He is a fount of sexual information (and, frankly, much of it seems ersatz). After many a partner lies the song, and Roger loses both Hazel and his fortune (he regains the fortune). The tale is more theory than mattress.

Pub Date: March 16, 1964

ISBN: N/A

Page Count: -

Publisher: Bobbs-Merrill

Review Posted Online: N/A

Kirkus Reviews Issue: March 1, 1964

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