An American engineer in London, who is helping to dismantle the London Bridge to be transported to Arizona, strikes up an acquaintanceship with a young British woman. Several years later he... See full summary »
An American engineer in London, who is helping to dismantle the London Bridge to be transported to Arizona, strikes up an acquaintanceship with a young British woman. Several years later he happens to be at the bridge's new location and sees the woman again--but this time she's a real estate agent there, doesn't have a British accent and doesn't recognize him. Written by
Olivia is also known as Prozzie, and either way, it is just as bad. The prostitute in question is Olivia, who has seen her hooker mommy killed by a client, warping her world view for life. At first, our heroine is living a domestic life, cooking for her husband and walking the dog. Then one day, mother dear sends messages from the grave telling Olivia to join the world's oldest profession and do away with all those terrible john's looking for a little sex.
She meets Mike, an engineer who is working on a project building a replica of London Bridge in Arizona. Her husband discovers the affair and is dispensed with rather quickly by psycho girl. She disappears and is presumed dead by Mikey.
Flash forward to the U.S.A. and Mike finishing the copycat bridge and guess who he sees; a twin of his old lover Olivia, but now she is a real estate agent with an American accent instead of a British one. Men begin to turn up dead, as our deranged, bipolar bad girl sends more horny guys to their early graves. No matter which title is used, there is no reason to sit through this wannabe erotic "thriller."
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