Publisher's Synopsis
Is there such a thing as too much sex?
My name's Isadora and I'm a interplanetary smuggler. I'll haul just about anything. So, when Bernie, my partner and I got talked into ditching a package in a passing sun, we said sure. It paid the same as making a careful delivery. The only rule was we weren't to open the package.
Of course en route Bernie had to see what was in it. That's how the hitchhikers got loose.
I'm not quite sure what they are, but they slip inside and take a ride. A pretty wild one. They control the sexual chemistry of the host and they like it to be in high gear -- randy and ready -- constantly. Having them in control turns ordinary sex into something truly mind blowing.
That's all good, of course, except how do you get them to stop?
