This is the trashiest novel I have ever loved. By trashy, I mean dirty. By dirty, I mean absolutely filled with explicit sex. But there's also romance. And scenery. And lush, sensual detail. And adventure. And true love.
Read it the first time alone in your boudoir or bath.
Very erotic. Lent this to a sister-in-law and never got it back. Now it is so outragously priced I don't know if I can afford to replace. Out of print and very expensive, even for a used paperback copy. Story of three women and their adventures in life. Takes you all over the world and explores the luxuries most of us will never know. Very good read. If you ever find a copy, hold on to it, it is a collectors item. Found a copy in the UK and ordered it. Talked my older sister into buying one also and we read it at the same time. Had great conversations over the phone about it. I will never lend this copy out again!
I read this book in my late teens and I remember thinking that it was absolutely filthy. The sexy parts are so casual that they almost catch you off guard. Now reading it again as an adult that is well versed in the world of smut, it doesn’t seem nearly as smutty as I remember. I feel like there isn’t much storyline and it was really hard to stay engaged this time around.
I have read this book several times over the years. This book has held up overtime. It is a sinfully delicious escape that keeps you riveted throughout the book.
My great grandmother, collector of various tawdry and naughty novels, encouraged me, as a young teen, to borrow one whenever I visited, with the caveat that I was never to inform my mother of this particular reading habit. On one occasion, I grabbed this one. I'd finished it with wide eyes and was rereading it when my mom caught me, and forced me to throw it in the trash.
20 or so years later, I found myself thinking about the book, and found a cheap paperback replacement on amazon.com, because I was curious if it would seem nearly as meretricious with more years and experience under my belt.
It's, in a word, tacky. Keep in mind that it was written in 1981, when Egypt, the middle eastern social culture, mannerisms, and form of dress, seemed exotic. It has vivid detail of intimate acts that will likely still shock a person who is entirely vanilla. The language in general is dated.
The thing that makes me rate it as two stars? There's one portion in which the author is describing an intimate moment between the two co-protagonists, and she describes one as removing the other's underpants. Underpants? I looked up after reading that, and laughed out loud to no one in particular, "Really? Underpants?" The word was so out of place in the rest of the novel that I just couldn't get over it. Undergarments, underwear, panties, thong, most any other word would have sufficed.
So, the novel doesn't make me as breathless now as it would have in my youth, and the underpants thing forever put this into the realm of the silly, but aside from that, it's an okay novel, no better or worse than any other of its ilk. It's fairly progressive for its vintage.
I first read Three Rivers by Ms. Latow approx. 32 years ago, I even own a hard copy of the book from the moment I read the book I was one of her biggest fans, she is truly missed! If I'm not mistaken I own almost every work of fiction she has written. I am now re-reading all of her works, I am truly mesmerized all over again!!
My favorite steamy romance which also must have been window-peeping on my family dynamics. I bought this book years ago and read it several times before lending it to a friend who never gave it back. I finally found it again through a book collector and will never lend it again.