If confession is good for the soul, it is here proven good for the hole as well. "This is gonna be fun," Shyla tells her Hollywood-wifey friends, as she unfolds her desperate plan to help her producer husband John Decker with his troubled soap Flaming Heights. Never mind that he's porking secretary Roxanne Hall every chance he gets; they'll write an erotic script to prop up the ratings. But they'll have to do some research first. Oh, okay. They peel off in separate directions and meet back a week later to recount their lascivious investigations.

Shyla does pool guy Mark Davis to a puddle. Tina tyler gives pizza guy Nick East a very wet tip. Candy Apples hops a ride with two smarmy-looking cops, Hardman and Michaels, and on the way home they stop off for some very animalistic third degree. And the shy and trying-very-hard-to-be-faithful Ruby succumbs to the lengthy charms of Julian, helped by best friend Shyla. Then there's actually some plot formulation, albeit stiffly rendered, and the next thing we know we're inside the soap in question and, to the horror of everyone watching, Herschel Savage as the doctor performs a probing penisectomy on the very healthy-looking Melanie. Cripes! Heads are gonna roll!