- We guess it was inevitable from the very start??even if we didn't see it back then. No matter what anyone might suggest to the contrary, when we made the wonderful A Body To Die For early in 1997, a sequel was the furthest thing from our minds. Making the video was a wonderful experience for everyone and we certainly would have greatly enjoyed doing more and more as if it were a soap opera. But a sequel- Not at all. The mystery ending was meant to be just that an end and a mystery. Let's face it, a mystery that has a solution is no longer a mystery while a mystery that has no solution is still a mystery. In the spirit of that show, we felt it was the perfect ending.

That was then and a lot of things happened that changed our thinking. The show turned out even better than we expected and was especially popular with the public. And, while everyone seems to have loved the show, many thought the ending was a cop?out; was unfair; and/or was a bit of an insult (something of which we would never be guilty). They felt we should give them the solution. Then someone suggested that the ending was a deliberate setup for a sequel Then everyone began requesting a sequel. Then we figured: "Why not-"

Thus, STUDIO 2000's latest contribution to the XXX genre and the mystery genre came into being. A Body To Die For 2 is the result. First off, we had to decide just who done it. Once when reading about the work of Miss Christie, we came upon the information that she was not above changing the endings (and with them the who was guilty) of her works as she moved them from page to stage to film. Frequently when you feel that everyone in a mystery is guilty, you aren't far from wrong. In one version of the story A becomes the guilty party. In another, the information is shifted slightly and B is the evil doer of the deed. This meant that we could select almost any one of those odd ball characters from the first show (except the body in the pool, of course) and make him the wicked plotter. We did that. Then we contracted with that bit of neat heat, Rick Chase, to return as Lt. Maim that intrepid part Colombo and part Pink Panther detective from the Metropolitan Police. We fleshed it all out, hired some of the people from the first show plus a number of new folk and began working in earnest.

The show opens at the end of another hot sex session between Maim and his roommate, Mikey (Brad King), who is seducing him on a regular basis in the same style and fashion that he did in the original show. Afterwards, as Mikey prepares to go to work, Mann hears on the news report that Bruce Henry, one of the attendees of the original mystery weekend party has been found dead. Startled and stimulated by the news, Manzi, dedicated dachshund that he is, quickly prepares to get back on the trail once again. The first murder has not been solved even though it is over a year since the crime. Mann is convinced that this new crime is connected to the older one and with the help of some mysterious envelopes of purple passion and prose, he is off on the trail once again.

Detective Mann visits the scene of the new crime and meets handsome Wade Peters who does just thatl Wades right end and grabs Mann's peter (isn't that what they're for???). By the time Mann's mind catches up with the hot-assed Peters, any thought of resistance could only be considered pointless. After adding their marks to the crime scene, Maim discovers another envelope which leads him to the factory where Drew Andrews works in the office. After checking Bruce Henrys employee insurance file, Mann concludes that he has a strong suspect and finds another purple message. On the way out he pauses to catch a couple of warehousemen (Sam West and Cory Roberts) working up a little sweat and working off a little steam with some hardcore blue collar sex just the way you like it. The latest letter leads Maim to a piano bar in one of the sleazier parts of town. There he questions a piano player (Steve Harper), gets another message from the bartender (Kevin Cobain), is bopped over the head by a big and pretty drag diva (Boy Mike), and is out maneuvered by a back street operator (Jon Eric). The message sends Maim back on the trail and the whole episode leaves the bartender and piano player in a hyper horny state. They graciously solve that problem right in front of our eyes. My, my, my. What the right dick and ass can do for each other--and for us!

The latest message leads Mann back to the scene of the original crime--Whitetower Mansion. After revisiting the settings of some of the crimes that were erotically committed there, Mann happens on the owner of the house, Joey Hart, in the midst of some tasty self-abuse. When Mann interrupts, Joey decides to switch his focus and begin abusing Mann. Once again Mann finds it too hard to say no but just perfect for affirmative action. Drew Andrews burst in on the scene and Mann, either out of anger at being caught or because of the evidence that he has been piling up, arrests him and handcuffs him around the high post four poster. He leaves Hart to guard him which Mann calls for backup (something he already should have had enough of in this show). He hears some strange goings-on over in the chapel and he peeks in to discover his own little Mikey and Jon Eric, the messenger with something on his mind, doing the dirty deed deliciously to the sound of organ pipes and the colors of stained glass (it's a lovely sight, to be sure). Mann also discovers a few other things that lead him to spring The Mann Trap and solve all of the mysteries just as backup arrives. And what backup, it is. Anyone would be happy to back right up into it.

That's it--A Body To Die For 2 - The Mann Trap. Can a sequel be as good as the original? You bet it can. Sometimes it can be even better. Take A Body To Die For 2 for instance: fabulous sex just the way you like it; a clever tongue-in-cheek (what a heavenly thought) story; superior production values with great locations and fabulous lighting; and six handsome hard bodied newcomers along with four of your favorites from part one--all mixed to perfection by Derek Kent for a warmhearted, suspenseful, rib tickling, cock rising, juice spurting good time from STUDIO 2000.