DANEKA SØRENSEN is a Danish transplant to NYC, where she manages her life from an Upper East Side apartment building by night and from the top floor of a mid-town skyscraper by day -- ostensibly, all under tight control.KIT ADDISON is a fashion photographer with a sideline penchant for flora and poetry who lives on the LowerEast Side. The distance between them, however, is about much more than a mere hundred city blocks.
The first sixty-five pages are devoted to setting and character development. From that point on, all hell breaks loose.
But the hell that breaks loose does so only in the reader's head. Russell has always believed that a woman's most erogenous zone is between her ears -- and this story goes straight for that cerebral "G spot."
That's as much as you need to know about the two principal characters and about the nature of this book. The rest will reveal -- and unveil -- itself in the eighty-two chapters of the story whose journey, incidentally, will take you from New York to Paris, to Lisbon and the coast of Portugal, to Rome and Positano, to Copenhagen and to Bornholm (a Danish island in the Baltic Sea), then finally back to New York City.
The thirty-three reviews (as of today, July 16, 2013) should tell you the rest.
Caveat lector! This is not a story for lovers of the work of Jane Austen -- except in Ms. Austen's imagination.Unfortunately for that particular author, however, she didn't live in our more liberally graphic times.