You may have wondered why it is that pillows are always hanging out in bed. It's because they are sex-crazed fiends, ready to partake in a steamy pillow orgy the minute you close the door. The celebrated children's book author ("My Cat", "The Silliest Cat in the World") takes us on a decidedly adults-only voyeuristic peep-show into the dirty doings of one cushy hotel room in Paris. At first: a simple hotel room, two pristine, white pillows on the bed. And then: off with the pillow cases, in with the long thin pillows, the voluptuous pillows, the pimp daddy pillow peddling pillow porn, the leather and chain clad pillows. Feathers are flying. Stuffing is exploding. It's complete pillow chaos! Until: exhausted, limp, spent, they slip on their pillow cases once again, and leave; the room is back to it's former state, a lone stray feather the only evidence of what has taken place herein. This is a suggestive, sexy pillow book like none other.