This and 'Tiger, Tiger' are my two favourite Aishling Morgan novels. For those who don't know, Morgan is one of the most talented authors working in the field of erotica at present, with about seven novels to his name, and published by Nexus, probably the best of the erotica imprints out there. The plot and standard of writing are a lot higher than you'd imagine if your experience of erotic writing is limited to reading the stories in Club or a similarly awful British top-shelf rag. This one's the sequel to 'The Rake', set in the late 18th Century, and expands upon its predecessors world of rakish young men, wanton strumpets, sinister villains, immense and decadent feasts and - chimpanzees. It's an entertaining combination, and a fun read, as well as working very well as erotica - a treat for the head and the pants. Did I really say that?