Jessica Drake stars as a romance novelist, so driven by her sexual desires that her relationship with her lover (Brad Armstrong) suffers while she churns out millions selling novels.

A slimly plotted porn effort with just enough of a story to keep the viewers interested when Jessica Drake's moments of inspired writing always lead to sex. It's a neat idea and could have benefited by a bigger budget and a more fleshed out script.

The women are attractive and the action predominates, making the passion seem even more believable and easy on the eyes. From the opening bathtub fantasy romp with Evan Stone and Victoria Givens, through the romantic encounter between Jessica and Brad and into the turgid table top tango between real life couple Wendy Divine and Eric Masterson, there's hardly a break in the action.

Wendy follows with another pussy packer courtesy of her on-screen hubby, John West, before the requisite girl/girler goes down before a meaningless bit of sex between Drake and St. Croix. This one finishes up with an ending we'll leave a surprise, though hardly unexpected.