It Happened in South Beach

THE SKINNY:

If she's a beauteous, bodacious babe, gettin' down, gettin' it on, gettin' her man, she's definitely not good old Tilly Snapp. So what's the safe, sensible twenty-six-year-old Bostonian doing in Miami's ultra-hip, super-chic South Beach, where the rich and famous go to gape at the rich and famous, hip-hop rules, and the poodles wear Versace?

She's on the trail of the fabled Pillow Box of Win Win Poo--the most valuable collection of antique erotic "accessories" in the world. And she's after the fiend who murdered her eccentric Aunt Ginger. And while Tilly might not know the difference between a velvet tickle pickle and a kosher dill, with the assistance of the unnervingly sexy yet maddeningly unhelpful Special Agent Will Maitland of Interpol, she's about to get a crash course in sexed on everything her junior high health teacher forgot to mention.

Meet the new Tilly Snapp, Sex Detective. South Beach ain't seen nothin' yet.