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Outwardly, most Americans maintain the strait-laced middle-class look that belies the social ferment behind closed doors.
There is the secret use of drugs, fed by the marijuana syndrome. There is the river of alcohol flooding from door to door under the euphemism of social drinking. Then, of course, there is the advent of sexual fantasies brought to life.
This is the story of one young wife, Carol Brady, who gradually discovers that other people have some startling and perverse fantasies they are desperate to play out. And she finds that she also enjoys them. Her story is a mirror of a way of life behind many closed doors. No facade, no regrets. Indeed, to Carol, her behavior and fantasies become a norm.
CHAINED WIFE – a novel of fiction for entertainment. A page from our restless society as food for serious thought.
“I don’t see why you’re so damned insistent about going to this party,” Carol Brady said.
Carol zipped up the back of her shimmering green gown and studied herself in her bedroom mirror. The gown looked like it was glued to her. Her creamy tits were almost falling out of the gown. Her shoulder-length blonde hair had been combed until it was shining. She was proud of her good looks, but she wished she was showing her new dress off somewhere else besides the country club party.
“I think it’ll be lots of fun,” her husband called to her from the bathroom.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.