Lady Chatterley’s Lover by D.H. Lawrence
This Ain’t No Lady
Unless you’re living under a rock, almost everyone has heard
of the book Fifty Shades of Grey,
even if you haven’t read it—like me. Evidently, the series of three books is so steamy, it advanced global
warming a couple of notches. I
understand that the trilogy takes passion and sex to a new level. My sister was one of the devoted readers. While reading Fifty Shades on a hot summer day, she got so excited she accidentally dropped her book in the kiddie pool where she was cooling her feet. (She might tell you that it was the dog's fault when he jumped on her or some likely story, but that's my version and I'm sticking to it.) If you’re not quite ready for that degree of
intensity, there are other tamer versions of lust, infidelity, and romps
between the sheets that you may want to consider. Lady Chatterley’s Lover by
D.H. Lawrence, for example, is a 1928 novel that was so notorious it was
banned in England until 1960. Besides detailed sex scenes that may require a few
ice chips to cool you down, the book is studded with over two dozen uses of the "F" word and seven "C" bombs.
The novel is about poor Constance Chatterley’s quest for happiness, or at least an escape from the real world. When her husband comes home from the war, he’s paralyzed from the waist down. This puts a major crimp in all efforts of the horizontal mambo. And as if that wasn't inconvenient enough for Connie, he also seems to be drifting away from her emotionally. Connie can’t take it anymore. She’s numb inside, an empty shell and desperately needs something to bring her back to life. Even her father sees her dilemma and urges her to have a fling. “Why don’t you get yourself a beau, Connie? Do you all the good in the world.” And like a good daughter, she takes his advice and seeks out the comforts of the gamekeeper, Oliver, at her estate. Oliver is all man. This strapping, red-haired handyman is a very capable in many aspects. Although he is obviously beneath her in status, that doesn't stop her from being beneath him, literally. But are they just physical frolics, or does it lead to more? Read it to find out. Get a glass a wine and a highlighter and get ready for some spicy evenings!
The novel is about poor Constance Chatterley’s quest for happiness, or at least an escape from the real world. When her husband comes home from the war, he’s paralyzed from the waist down. This puts a major crimp in all efforts of the horizontal mambo. And as if that wasn't inconvenient enough for Connie, he also seems to be drifting away from her emotionally. Connie can’t take it anymore. She’s numb inside, an empty shell and desperately needs something to bring her back to life. Even her father sees her dilemma and urges her to have a fling. “Why don’t you get yourself a beau, Connie? Do you all the good in the world.” And like a good daughter, she takes his advice and seeks out the comforts of the gamekeeper, Oliver, at her estate. Oliver is all man. This strapping, red-haired handyman is a very capable in many aspects. Although he is obviously beneath her in status, that doesn't stop her from being beneath him, literally. But are they just physical frolics, or does it lead to more? Read it to find out. Get a glass a wine and a highlighter and get ready for some spicy evenings!
Happy reading,
Annette
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