This is one of a series of books culled from the personal diaries of the Cremornites, a group of Victorian hedonists. It immediately follows on from 'Cremorne Gardens', although as I have not read all of the books in this series, I do not know whether they all form a complete set or not.
Unlike other erotic fiction, there is no real plot or story-line, these books being essentially a series of sexual encounters between the members of this group, sometimes involving outside parties. Also, being based on diary entries; while there may be some embellishments, we have to assume that these encounters are accounts of actual events that took place.
I find these books interesting because they lift the lid (skirts?) on some of what went on in an age of supposed prudery. Victoria is always associated with chaste, moralistic times yet one of the most famous Cremornites was the then Prince of Wales, later Edward VII.
Being excerpts from peoples intimate diaries, they will undoubtedly appeal to the readers voyeurisitic tendencies (we all have them) and to those who like erotica without necessarily being burdened with too much of a story line in between.
I have given this book 3 out of 5 as this type of book is very difficult to grade, because there are several authors involved and the original text was presumably never meant for publication.