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Pleasures of Helen 220: ‘[T]hat’s a funny way for a black to pull the Dutch Act [...] with pills’.at Dutch act, n.
Pleasures of Helen 220: ‘[T]hat’s a funny way for a black to pull the Dutch Act [...] with pills’. Pleasures of Helen 83: ‘I think you love me’ ‘Do you?’ ‘You wouldn’t rub the bacon with me if you didn’t’.at rub bacons (v.) under bacon, n.1
Pleasures of Helen 231: ‘[T]hat’s when he proposed—over tea at the Plaza after he bounced me in the brougham’.at bounce, v.1
Pleasures of Helen 60: ‘He asked for the source of the filler, and the editor bucked the letter to me’.at buck, v.5
Pleasures of Helen 91: [He] was [...] down on his knees, clutching her legs, his face in her lap, all ready for a session of growling in the busby.at growl in her busby (v.) under busby, n.
Pleasures of Helen 175: To tell you the truth, she was feeling buzzy. Not drunk—but a small, relaxed buzz.at buzzy (adj.) under buzz, n.
Pleasures of Helen 161: ‘I crack my cookies every time. But I’ve learned how to do it. Now I don’t splatter my shoes’.at cookie, n.1
Pleasures of Helen 237: ‘[T]his is going to be a great night [...] ‘We won’t let anyone or anything crap it up’.at crap up (v.) under crap, v.2
Pleasures of Helen 170: [H]er wispy triangle was blond, and it was nice to show men that her collar and cuffs matched.at cuffs and collars (n.) under cuff, n.2
Pleasures of Helen 56: I was flooded with releases and invitations and press kits. Most of them went into Deep Six.at deep six, n.
Pleasures of Helen 130: ‘Fred wanted to sleep in the raw, but I wouldn’t let him. ‘I’m not one of your fancy women, Fred,’.at fancy woman, n.
Pleasures of Helen 137: ‘[Y]ou don’t really, honey, know what the hell it’s all about. What a flat you are! What a square!’.at flat, n.2
Pleasures of Helen 161: ‘I been in this precinct for twenty years. That’s maybe fifty-sixty floaters’.at floater, n.1
Pleasures of Helen 246: ‘I get off at midnight,’ the cop said. ‘May be,’ she said shrewdly, ‘but son, you ain’t getting on at midnight’.at get on, v.1
Pleasures of Helen 131: ‘What the hell’s the point of being married if you can’t jump in the hay any minute you feel like it?’.at roll in the hay, v.
Pleasures of Helen 26: ‘They called me Hot Pants if you must know, because they thought I was always hot for a little loving’.at hot pants, n.
Pleasures of Helen 243: Cock, cunt and the grave. That’s about it—innit?at innit!, excl.
Pleasures of Helen 18: A drop of icy champagne slid off Helen’s glass [...] down between her breasts, down, down, down. . . . ‘JEE-rusalem!’ she gasped.at Jerusalem!, excl.
Pleasures of Helen 139: ‘That’s nice, honey. I like to hear that. Knock me a kiss’.at knock, v.
Pleasures of Helen 65: ‘About a month ago I hit a long one for almost a hundred’.at long one, n.
Pleasures of Helen 155: ‘You know what they really want? A wee bit of the old narsty [sic]’.at nasty, n.
Pleasures of Helen 228: They just sat there, nibbling their drinks.at nibble, v.
Pleasures of Helen 149: ‘[You told me] when you departed for the orifice in the morning’.at orifice, n.
Pleasures of Helen 195: [S]he reached around and very slowly, very softly, very gently, grasped his piccolo.at piccolo, n.
Pleasures of Helen 85: ‘A rabbit,’ she said softly. ‘A goddamned rabbit. Fast? An Olympic champ. And the grunts!’.at rabbit, n.1
Pleasures of Helen 130: Fred wanted to sleep in the raw, but I wouldn’t let him.at raw, adj.
Pleasures of Helen 138: ‘I am just a poor, uneducated Ohio schlumph, and I cannot rightly understand’.at schloomp, n.
Pleasures of Helen 148: ‘A chemmy?’ ‘A chemise. That’s what women wore in those days. It’s like a bra and slip and panties all in one’.at shimmy, n.1
Pleasures of Helen 29: Peggy giggled. ‘Did he suck your toes again?’ [...] ‘My God, did I tell you about that? Pass [...] Yes, he’s a shrimper’.at shrimper, n.
Pleasures of Helen 103: ‘I’m going to have a slam,’ she announced. [...] She had a bottle of scotch and brought it out.at slam, n.1
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