Steve Victor, the Man from O.R.G.Y., was dead. Sure he was. International villains had finally killed him. The hapless, bumbling, but fantastically successful superspy was stone-cold. Sure. But as long as there was a warm female body around, Steve Victor just couldn't act like a corpse. He had too much else to do. He had his most important assignment to date: To eliminate the free world's most sinister, most insidious enemy. And all those swinging chicks in Hollywood looked like something to live for. The trouble was that Steve's unique talents didn't seem to count for much on the swinging -- but distracting, and definitely dangerous -- Sunset Strip. Topless? You haven't seen anything yet!