Finally, a story with a wickedly sick sense of humor, and the writer doesn't even get credit! Head First is wordplay for the profession of "Crash" (Randy Spears), a daredevil who's laid up (and not getting laid) in bed with a broken leg. All he can do is fantasize about the gals in his wife's (Lynn LeMay) Tupperware party — and in his dreams, "party" is the operative word!

Wells, London and LeMay have a confectionary threesome playing "hide the Tootsie-Pop"; then Spears gets a torrid wake-up call from Wells. She gives him head, first, then the thrill-ride of his life, but LeMay catches them— now Crash is about to burn.

Thinking LeMay has revenged herself by poisoning him, Crash calls up his buddy (Jon Dough) who's too busy diddling Sierra to respond; he limps out to the living room and is caught in a snare which yanks him head over heels! LeMay's real revenge (the poison was just a ruse) is forcing him to watch her do London and Drake! For the viewer, this is more reward than punishment.

Crash may have bumped his head one too many times, 'cause before you know it, he's cheating again with Sierra, right on top of his wife's bureau! Fade out as LeMay whales away with a baseball bat... ouch!

It's unusual that such "one day wonders" actually follow through with plot, let alone theme and humor. Head First accomplishes all that with five decent sex scenes. Note: the boxcover promotes Deborah Wells in a demure fashion shot; but the real nasty stars are Sierra and LeMay — so tell your customers.