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A young bride cant decide between her husband and her lover--and doesnt think she should have to!Is Sherri one of the most diabolical female leads in recent romantic fiction? Or is she a trailblazer who is determined not to compromise her ownMoreA young bride cant decide between her husband and her lover--and doesnt think she should have to!Is Sherri one of the most diabolical female leads in recent romantic fiction? Or is she a trailblazer who is determined not to compromise her own happiness to meet societial expectations? Is Paul, her adoring husband, the epitome of the strong and sensitive male, or is he one of the most pathetically tormented men ever to be destroyed by the meatgrinder that is modern marriage? And what role is played by Daniel, the attractive philosopher/artist next door, who, though as passive as Sherri is aggressive, still seems to control the entire drama? Is Giving the Bride Away a how-to novel on the art of creating a transformational polyamorous relationship? Or does it eroticize the power of marriage to brutalize all who question its taboos?Giving The Bride Away is one of the hottest erotic novels you will ever read, and also one of the most thought-provoking.____“What do you love about me?” He’d never asked another woman this question. He’d never cared enough to find out—if they were with him, he was satisfied. But he needed more from Sherri. He was hungry for whatever was in her body as well as her psyche.She bent an elbow to prop up her head. The vague moonlight was kind enough to illuminate her smile. “Other than your eternally hard cock, you mean?” After they laughed, she continued.“You don’t try to control me. Whatever I am is what you like. You don’t make me feel caged.”“Is that new for you?”“Most men regarded me as a possession. They liked being seen with me and usually wanted me to behave in ways that reflected well on them or their stupid manhood. My individuality sometimes seemed like a liability to them.”“So that’s what it’s like for a beautiful woman.”She giggled and tweaked his nipple. “I’m grateful to you for accepting me without expectations. And you make me laugh.”Why anyone would seek to change this remarkable creature baffled him. He told her so.Her gaze roamed to the window and she gasped. “The blinds! We didn’t close them!”“Guess we were a little distracted.”“Daniel will think we did that on purpose,” she said, mischief glittering in her eyes.“Is that what you want?” His body stiffened.. . .