
Admit it. You read that title as "Black Ass Blood" the first time, didn't you!
If this woman stands up straight, she won't fall over, but only because her butt sticks out as much in the back as her boobs do in the front. They balance each other out.
Don't get too close, Mr. Skeleton -- she could poke your eye out with those pointy gravity-defying mams!
*Sorry Maughta, I couldn't find any good Phallic Phriday covers, so I went with the easier-to-find mammary/booty cover.
And just because it amused me so much last time, behold: another Jimmy Doohan novel!
I'm pretty sure his head is actually a space station in this one. I am sure this appears somewhere in the story:
"Doohan Station, this is Derra Privateer, requesting permission to dock with Nostril 1."
"Permission granted, Derra Privateer. Please proceed through mustache for decontamination prior to docking."