This is one of those thriller type films that I only wanted to see for the chance of seeing some decent sex or nudity scenes, I did get some of what I wanted, and a short crush on the actress, but there wasn't exactly enough of what I wanted. But don't worry, there's a quite good story to go with it. Basically Shannon Tweed as Patricia Langley has recently lost her husband after he lost his job and shot himself in the head, she now blames the man who stole his job, Alex Weston (Andrew Stevens, also directing). When she hears that Weston wants a teacher to work with his teenage son Robey (Michael D. Arenz) at home, she changes her name to Amanda Chessfield and stays with them to kill them one by one. She forms a close relationship with the son during the process, and she does manage to kill the maid Belle (Perla Walters) and the pets, as well as slowly drive Weston's wife Marina (Kim Morgan Greene) crazy slipping her drugs. Eventually after so much goings on, and Patricia's true identity popping up, the true psychopathic bitch side comes out, and she gets thrown out the window, only to walk away and be in bed with Robey at the end. I used to think that Tweed had the best pair of breasts ever, naturally this was the time when my hormones were kicking in, but obviously discovering the more hardcore stuff, times have changed, but as I said, this has an alright story too. Okay!

**SPOILERS** Getting what he thinks is the deal of a lifetime real-estate agent Truman Langley, Daniel McVicar, gets heavily indebted. In him expecting his new client Mason Wainwright, Stephan Young,to bring him in a bundle of cash as he gets his many plots of L.A real estate developed in the very near future.

Getting his wife Pattie, Shannon Tweed, to entertain and impress Wainwright at home while Truman sets up a couple lines of coke to party. Wanwright, drunk and obnoxious, starts to grab at Patti's legs that completely turns her off and almost creates a scene. Told by Truman to play along with the lecherous Wainwright in order to get his business Patti reluctantly does give in to Wainwright drunken advances but feels hurt and humiliated by doing it.

All this on the part of the Langley's to get Wainwright as a client goes down the drain when his partnership is given to the new hot shot kid on the block in the firm Kramer & Green Associates Alex Weston, Andrew Stevens. Truman hearing the news that he lost the lucrative Wainwright partnership completely falls apart with his future now in shambles and in debt over his head, for overextending himself financially. One Sunday morning Truman goes into his office at Kramer & Green locks the door and blows his brains out.

Pattie is left alone and almost destitute since Truman's insurance doesn't cover suicide leaving her nothing to live on or pay off Truman's bills. Going to Kramer & Green to takes Turman's personal belongings Patti sees Max, her husbands replacement, at the firm and something light up in her pretty head. She'll make his life as unbearable, if not even more so, as her's is by destroying everything he hold near and dear to himself. Going so far as to impersonate a school tutor Pattie, now calling herself Amanda Chessfield, goes on a personal vendetta against the Westons. This vendetta leads to murder madness and a slew of illicit sexual affairs with not only Alex but his teenage son Robey, Michael D. Arenz, and even Alex's wife Marina, Kim Morgan Green.

After gunning down Mason Wainwright at his front door, in broad daylight, for his humiliating her /Pattie Amanda gets to young and inexperienced Robey to help him in his school studies so he' be admitted in a prestigious prep pre-collage school. Amanda who's supposed to be teaching Robey French, among other subjects, not only deflowers the poor befuddled and at the same time happy young teenager but also puts him through a weird and violent S&M routine with her doing all the S&M's.

Later in the movie getting Alex alone in the house pool room one evening Amanda gets him involved in a hot game of pool with her but without a pool table billiard balls or a pool stick. Robey who thought that he was the only one that Amanda was having a tryst with is shocked to see the steamy couple, Amanda & Alex, in action at the pool table through the living room window. Amanda goes as far as drugging Alex's wife Marina and keeping here doped up as she also get involved sexually with her driving her out of her mind and almost out of the Weston home.

Taking advantage of Marina's delicate mental condition Amanda cause the maid Belle, Penia Waters, to fall down a flight of stairs in the basement and crack her skull killing herself. Marina who has become paranoid, from the drugs that Amadna has been secretly slipping into her tea, forced the overworked Belle to keep washing the bed sheets and feels responsible for her death.

It's not until much later in the movie that Alex spots a photo, of Turman and his wife Patti, in his office left by the dead Truman that he puts all the missing pieces together realizing that she's Amanda but by then it may too late to save Marina. Amanda is just about to give Marina that last pill that would put her to sleep forever.

Not bad at all B-movie with lots of Shannon Tweed, in the nude and out, in it as well as a number of sizzling and erotic scenes between Tweed and Andrew Stevens as well as both Michael D. Arenz and Kim Morgan Green. The ending is a bit strained and hard to take making it possible for a sequel, which the movie "Scorned" had in 1997, but besides that is well worth the 100 or so minutes of your time watching the film.

If you were the father of a 17-year-old boy, would YOU hire a woman who looks like Shannon Tweed as his tutor? How can those supposedly smart people be so oblivious to the obvious? I know that nobody watches these soft-core erotic "thrillers" for the plot, but give us a break! The story here is BLATANTLY stupid, and would've been resolved in about ten minutes if only Andrew Stevens had just looked at a photograph that was in front of him throughout the movie. And how about that ending? It's so abrupt that it will leave you in a state of stunned disbelief (you'll be thinking: where did the last 10 minutes go?). As for the erotic scenes, they're only average, no better or worse than those in most Tweed flicks (although they do include a campy spanking of the teenage son!) (*1/2)