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Steps to her Door
by Dorothy Walker
253 pages; quality trade paperback (softcover); catalogue #02-1282; ISBN 1-55395-566-8; US$24.00, C$32.50, EUR21.20, £14.70
An eminent eye surgeon and a widow fall in love at an age when their adult children perceive them to be beyond all that.
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About the Book
A passionate and intense affair that crosses two oceans.
Sir John Marlin, an eye specialist from Sydney, in Paris for a medical conference; is captivated by Delia McKay, a widow also from Sydney, who happens to be staying at the same hotel. Once back in Australia, Marlin, unsatisfied in his marriage, persuades the widow to resume the affair... discretely of course. However, Delia is not ready to accept the role of the other woman. Power deceit and the censure of their grown families are all cards dealt in this game of love.
About the Author
Dorothy Walker was born in Toowoomba, Australia and educated in Sydney. She is a qualified horticulturalist and passionate about chamber music. She has had an exciting life with jobs varying from secretary to showgirl to radio actress. She has owned a breeding property in the beautiful Upper Hunter Region of New South Wales and was midwife to approximately 200 Herefords. "A big responsibility, but a wonderfully rewarding experience."
Sample Excerpts
In Paris for a medical conference Sir John Marlin, an eye specialist from Syndey, is captivated by Mrs. McKay, a widow staying at the same hotel. Each has a grown up family. They begin a passionate affair:
Soon after the food and wine he'd ordered arrived at the door of his suite Delia emerged. Instead of the provocative red creation his fingers had itched to remove she was wearing demure blue pajamas. Of course he knew he would take her to bed. How could he not? A man and woman already drawn to each other, in the ambience of a Parisian hotel suite, their spirits warmed with fine wine, inhibitions subjugated, to make love would seem inevitable. A temptation not to be resisted.
Later back home the doctor, in an unsatisfactory marriage, persuades the widow to resume the affair...Descretely of course. Delia does not readily accept the role of closet wife...
For weeks Marlin had been conscious of a longing for the woman he'd first made love to in the seclusion of a Parisian suite. He'd become aware of an agonizing deprivation. Delia too yearned to held in his arms once again, to experience the exquisite joy of being carried along with him, the ecstasy when together they reached the supreme moment.
The consummation had seemed as natural as the air they breathed.
As time went by attitudes changed. A 'role reversal' occured:
Marlin took up the champagne. 'What are we celebrating?' he asked when the cork popped.
'I should have thought that shamelessly apparent,' said Delia watching him fill their glasses. 'I the perfect mistress have set the scene for the most sultry, protracted seduction.' She raised her glass. Now across the pale pink bubbles, her eyes, perhaps more knowing, smiled. 'It's been quite awhile since you ravished me by day.'
Offering him an olive, she said: 'Italian. I like them better than Spanish.' Then, putting a large shiny black olive to her mouth she let her lips pluck at the fruit in a manner that seemed to him studiedly sensual, even sexual. Sitting there her thighs a little apart under the pale fabric of her dress she might well have been naked. Marlin perceived artifice of a calculated kind, not the guileless sort whe she had appeared at his hotel door in the glittering red dress to apologize. She was displaying her sexuality, flaunting her acquiscence as his mistress - a role he had imposed on her, a role he now wished to change.
Power also plays a part in this tale, and inevitably, deceit.
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