Gushy chronicler of the demimonde Booth, whose Miami (1992) was a steamer about the modeling biz in that steamiest of cities, stays in Florida for a near-pornographic peep at psychiatry and New Age religion. Pretty med student Tari Jones--only adopted child of faceless bureaucrats, after a cute-meet and a dreamy flight down to Miami with Hollywood hunk Rickey Cage--is astonished to find out that she's not only capable of performing miracles but may even be the daughter of God the Father Almighty. No kidding. In a frightening encounter with a catatonic schizophrenic who suddenly explodes into scissor-wielding action, Tari subdues the lunatic with a couple of simple commands and also predicts the total recovery of the doctor on duty whose eye has been pierced and cerebrum processed by the aforementioned shears. Tari's miracle is accompanied by pleasant tinglings and authoritative voices. Is she mad? Divine? Whichever, she still has the biggest crush on Rickey, whose kiss in reduces her to jelly and leads her, post-miraculum, to a tumble in his studio that sets new standards in the Copious Flow subgenre. Badly confused, Tari gets some much-needed spiritual guidance from handsome priest, psychiatrist, best-selling author, and frequent national talk-show guest Marcus Douglas. But Father Dr. Douglas will need a little guidance of his own as he finds himself doing battle with unpriestly feelings about his patient. Torn by their mutual attractions and jealousies, Tari, Rickey, and Father Dr. Douglas must unite to battle the evil forces of secular psychiatry and write a bestseller. Automatic writing and several billion dollars heighten the tension. Absolutely appalling. The blithe mix of theology, barhopping, and orgasms may be too much even for Booth's fans, a fairly tough lot.