It doesn't take a Phi Beta Kappa to figure out what this tape has to offer. It's where some of the material wound up going that bothers me.

Seven sultry ladies spend a good deal of their time lobbying against margarine for a more intensely personal bread topping. In order to convince us of their sincerity, they establish varying platforms of self-gratification allowing the viewer to pay visual homage to multi-forms of body posturing. In other words, they talk dirty and play with themselves. Actually some of the stuff is quite good, though it still hasn't got through to some directors that extended close-up raunch doesn't quite cut it in a glamour concept video.

And that's what I believe director Jay Ardee intended from the outset — glamour. There's a great leadoff with luscious Laurie Smith, who gives us a smouldering intro wrapped in fingers of white summer lace. Looking like she just stepped off a deck of a cruise ship, Smith talks sultry and does a meaningful striptease. The subsequent material doesn't hold up to Smith's performance.

As it stands some of the scenes are more dopey than sultry.

For the girl/girl enthusiast, there's more than enough intragender team sports here. But I think I got spoiled with the Smith performance. The rest of the material just looks like the same old thing.