Eveline

Seventeen-year-old nymphet Eveline, so fresh and seemingly so demure, hides her insatiable lust behind a veil of propriety. Finally giving in to her base desires, she embarks on a dizzying path of shocking sexual encounters as she tries to satiate her perverted erotic appetites on as many men as possible. Vania Zouravliov's rich and vibrant drawings bring explicit life to this unparalleled story of teenage debauchery.

Dangerous liaisons

Eveline's education follows a more perverse and erratic path. Indiscriminate in her choice of teacher she plunges deep into the world of carnal knowledge with frightening abandon. "Nymphomaniac", my dictionary tells me, is a word that is often considered offensive these days, but I'm afraid it's a soubriquet that fits this Edwardian degenerate perfectly.

'He ruthlessly pulled up all my clothes. I wore no drawers. Everything was at his mercy. He bent me over and held me forcibly down. His monstrous limb stood stiff - impatient - fiercely erect, almost against his hairy belly. Secretly I enjoyed his brutality. My excitement rose to erotic fury. He continued his cruel thrusts. At last the thing went in - in - up my vagina - opening it as it had never been opened. He pushed furiously. We bounded up and down. I rolled in an agony of lecherous frenzy.'

We can't help admiring her, though. She fearlessly acts out all those dark little fantasies that girls secretly entertain. No one is safe from this beautiful seventeen-year-old's designs and desires. The family butler, the flasher in the street, the man in the train compartment (it does so help the rhythym) the chemist selling her a syringe, as well as dark incestuous couplings - the full list is longer and even more shocking, but I don't want to give more away or I will spoil this story of exquisite depravity.