THE KLONE AND I

THE KLONE AND I

"THE KLONE AND I" by Danielle Steel, CORGI BOOKS

[a rather erotic novel; of course, I am aware that everyone will want to read an erotic novel but that is not My real reason to call it "a rather erotic novel" - My actual reason is to inform strict orthodox puritanical parents and guardians (if there are any) and enable them to make their children stay away from this book (though a futile endeavor) because I remember the advice contained in the helpful quote "to be forewarned is to be forearmed". - G]

HER WICKEDLY FUNNY NUMBER ONE BESTSELLER (blurb on front cover)

Finding the perfect mate in an imperfect world...

Stephanie had a rat of a husband. But after thirteen years of marriage and two kids, she was devastated when he left her for a younger woman. Suddenly, Stephanie was alone - until a spur-of-the moment trip to Paris changed everything... she met Peter Baker, a marvellously handsome high-tech entrepreneur. He seemed just too perfect, but to Stephanie's amazement he contacted her when they returned to New York - and Stephanie embarked upon a bizarre and hilarious adventure beyond her wildest dreams.

... he's standing at her door, wearing day-glo satin and rhinestones**. Naturally, Stephanie thinks this is a joke, until she discovers - this isn't Peter, but his double! Calling himself Paul Kline, this wild, uninhibited creature isn't remotely like Peter except for his identically sexy good looks.

** [rhinestone = an imitation diamond, used in cheap jewellery and to decorate clothes e.g. a canary-yellow suit studded with rhinestones. (Google source)]

An uproarious novel which explores the outrageous triangle between Stephanie, Peter...and The Klone.

(Summary and publisher's ad on the back cover.)

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And when we were sleeping with each other in college ["sleeping with each other" is a euphemism for "having sex"], I thought Casanova paled in comparison to him in bed. (page 14) [Casanova = Peter?]

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He was questioning why he should have to work at all, and talking about spending a year in Europe with me and the kids, or trying to write a screenplay or a book.

(page 16)

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'What's up?' I asked cheerfully, crossing one leg over the other.

'There's something I want to tell you,' he said, eyeing me cautiously, as though he secretly knew I was wired with an explosive device, and he was waiting for me to blow up in a million pieces.

(page 15)

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'What's up, sweetheart?' I asked, holding a hand out to him. But to his credit, he didn't let me touch him. He was acting as though he were about to go to jail for sexually harassing someone, or exposing himself at one of his clubs, and was embarrassed to tell me. And then it came. Roger's Big Announcement.

'I don't think I love you.' He stated me right in the eye, as though he were looking for an alien in there somewhere, and he was talking to that person, instead of me with my torn night-gown.

'What?' The word shot out of me like a rocket.

'I said I don't love you.'

(page 17)

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I liked Peter Baker, and also knew I probably shouldn't. He was the enemy, after all, wasn't he? But he didn't look like one. (page 77)

My entire family had been possessed by aliens, and Peter with them. (page 122)