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From all outward appearances, suburbia maintains 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 swinging and illicit sex. All in the spirit of good, clean fun…
But where does the fun stop and the degradation begin? When one excess leads to another-and another-to what? When the children set as the pattern for their own lifestyle what is already the norm at home?
SHAMEFUL MOM is the story of a beautiful widow, Lucy Fields, her three sons, and several other teenage boys. It is startling as a mirror of a way of life behind closed doors. No facade. No regrets. Indeed, for them it is the norm.
A work of fiction for entertainment, yes, but also a page of our restless society as food for serious thought.
Lucy Fields sat in the cold glow of the television set and struggled with the seething desires that had been making her life miserable lately. The living room was empty and dark. She was all alone with her thoughts, and with the burning in her cunt. The boys were upstairs sleeping. A light snow was falling outside.
She had turned off the volume on the television set and had poured herself some brandy. She had considered turning off the set and lighting a fire in the fireplace, but had thought better of it. After all, there was no one there to enjoy the fire with her.
Lucy couldn’t help remembering the evenings she had spent in front of the hearth with her husband Rod, couldn’t help remembering the evenings she had spent bathed in the warmth of the flames and the warmth of their love. That was all over now. Rod had been killed in Viet Nam, leaving her only his memory.
It had been quite some time since the tragedy, long enough for most women to adjust to their loss, but somehow it hadn’t been that easy for Lucy. She had seen other men of course, men who had made her life happy again, at least for a while, and yet it hadn’t been the same with any of them somehow.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.
Note: This story is the same as catalog number EL-2006 in the original publications (a duplicate).