This record is about as erotic as inseminating a cow. Unless, of course, perverted elderly British women are of interest--one of whom is "recorded at home" seducing a whiny delivery boy who sounds like Charlie from Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory. Side two features an even more-disturbing scenario of a seemingly 50-something couple waking up and getting it on while mumbling commentary like two Masterpiece Theater hosts. What a listening experience. The idea of a record label producing stuffy pseudo-erotic records for uptight British middle-class types is pretty amazing though.