Janey Robbins as Dear Fanny is supposed to be dispensing these grand words of wisdom to the lovelorn and those horny of heart. Only Robbins has this look on her puss throughout the film— the kind of look that smokes stogies and changes flats at Slug's Auto. I'm not convinced Robbins has my best interests at heart— romantically or sexually.

During which time "Fanny" is answering correspondence from the confines of her beachfront duplex, her two office stooges Ron Jeremy and Gina Carrera are finding it extremely difficult to keep their clothes on. Carrera must be setting some kind of record during this picture for braless — pantyless combos.

Fanny's answers (of course) establish the format for flashback analia, the best being Amber Lynn's heinie romp with Richard Bolla in a Honeymoon suite— hers, not his. Billy Dee also successfully humiliates himself in a mild bondage four-way with Diedre Hopkins and a pride of spaghetti-haired lionesses. Dee wears the underwear Carrera and time forgot. And best he should forget this scene.

The script is basically lame Fanny double entendres, mixed with some prurient forms of sundae, pasta and salad bar, courtesy of Jeremy's scene with Mimi Danielle who takes the of whipped Cream strawberry and Danielle's linguine and oil scene with Pamela Jennings.