When Nina North was caught with her hand in the metaphorical cookie-jar, she tried to convince the suspicious target of her investigation that she'd simply wandered into the wrong room at his office. But it was difficult for Nina to explain away the fact that she was sneaking around in her stockinged feet or her presence at an office where nobody knew her! So the intrepid investigator discovered the restrictive power of duct-tape coiled around her sleek black blouse and pantyhosed legs; the tape also muffled Nina's murmurs as the bespectacled beauty twisted hopelessly in stubborn restraint...

When Nina North was caught with her hand in the metaphorical cookie-jar, she tried to convince the suspicious target of her investigation that she'd simply wandered into the wrong room at his office. But it was difficult for Nina to explain away the fact that she was sneaking around in her stockinged feet or her presence at an office where nobody knew her! So the intrepid investigator discovered the restrictive power of duct-tape coiled around her sleek black blouse and pantyhosed legs; the tape also muffled Nina's murmurs as the bespectacled beauty twisted hopelessly in stubborn restraint until she lay writhing on her side.