Despite how geologists rant and rave over the San Andreas Fault, the latest seizmographic tilts in southern Cal might have been prompted during the editing of these two huge jugs volumes.

Beautiful, even semi-pretty women, no. Lurid depictions of porkers jumping rope or soaping up in the shower, yes. There is a market for this stuff, and some companies do phenomenally well by it. So, the choice of material in these compilations is usually a roll of the dice in favor of the tape manufacturer. Just never live in an apartment building with a 275 pound lady doing aerobics on the floor above.

Aesthetically, Volume 5 has Sunny Daye , as hostess, going for it. And that's just about it. Daye shows up poolside in a sexy black evening ensemble and heels and just begs you to scream, take it off! That's really the show, because, otherwise, the five selections in here give you the feeling you're watching Sherman Hemsley pick coconuts at the local market.

The mutable body of Trinity Loren shows up as hostess for Volume 6. Depending when you catch her act, Loren is either tanned, light blonde and voluptuous or she can look like a lady arm wrestler from Sepulveda who, alone can put away two cases of cold ones at the company softball picnic. Here, it's batter up for Trinity who looks like she just made it to the lounge chair for a one hour session of manual crotching. The selections in this volume should be as "erotic."

A word of advice these two tapes are strictly for the huge tit-in-any-form man.