Jet-black hair and a high pair of stand-alone boobs have a way of entrancing even the most wayward male. The inky-dark mane and rousing rack of tantalizing Texan Charlie Spradling are augmented by a pair of buttocks you could eat off of and a sly, sexy, bold prettiness of face that the hopeful skinthusiast associates with a woman who's more than willing to deliver on her tease. Who could hope to resist such charms? Not the blood-sucking protagonist of To Sleep with a Vampire (1992), who falls under the sway of Charlie's full moon and twin risers as she does a pelvic-perfect twist as a pole-dancing stripper. Young Dracula is so smitten that he forgets to pull the shades as the sun comes up.