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The overwhelming problems brought forth by divorce can often force same people to commit acts they would never consider under usual circumstances in an attempt to resolve a pressing dilemma.
There is the employee who, laid off from his job, stoops to theft in order to feed his family; the witness who perjures himself in order to save a friend; the football player who, under pressure to perform extremely difficult plays, takes drugs in order to improve his performance.
Margaret Reed is one of these people, for her problem — an empty, unfulfilled sex life brought on by divorce — leads her to seek the ruin of her daughter’s marriage. Her story is that of a woman shattered by life’s realities, namely a marriage which has failed and a future which is, at best, clouded and uncertain.
THREESOME FOR MOM — a novel about a society which too often ignores a person’s cry for help.
Margaret Reed stood at the bay window and looked out at the young boys playing volleyball on the beach. She could hear her son-in-law moaning through the thin wall that separated their bedrooms.
Jesus, she thought, in the middle of the day?
And probably at night, too.
How long would she be able to take hearing all that sex play between her daughter and her new husband without going off the deep end herself. Certainly not a whole summer.
These kids today. No qualms. They just do it. Margaret wished she could just do it. After the divorce from her husband, she had practically crawled into a hole for five years.
Then, at a friend’s birthday party, she had met Harvey Crowl. He was about her age, thirty-five at the time, and very handsome. They hit it off immediately. Before Margaret knew it, she was accompanying him to his apartment.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.
Note: This story is the same as catalog number TB-1019 in the original publications (a duplicate).