Yet another sexual Heidi Fleiss story. As the lead character, Isis Nile is grilled by cops Jeff Scott, Sahara Sands and Cumisha Amado, prompting flashbacks to the blossoming of her notorious career — ort, to put it more objectively, a few lifeless wraparound dialogue scenes to connect what is basically just a loop, in which buxom Isis never even bothers to remove her bra. Now that's entrapment.

A lengthy four-way with Isis, Alex Sanders, Micki Lynn and Cal Jammer should please fans of group gropes, which continues with intimate girl/girl action long after Micki takes a wet shot in the kisser. Isis receives similar mouth waxing as the bottom half of a Woody Long 'n' Celeste sandwich, but why tossing a handful of marshmallows at Peter North's engorged shaft is considered either erotic or funny is not only a question better answered by clinical sexologists, but also a letdown to a perfectly decent encounter.

Gerry Pike garners extra points for creative positioning, as he hovers over Isis in a reverse upside-down ball slammer, and unloads in Isis's mouth.

It doesn't take Nostradamus to predict that this kind of material heats up the libidos of the interrogators, who engage in a carnal cross-examination, but I've seen cigar store Indians with more sexual charisma than Jeff Scott. An average release, but Isis fans will have moments to revel in.