This HaBO request is from Emily, who is searching for a crazysauce romance:
This may have been the very first adult romance I ever picked up, so I must have read it in the late 80s/early 90s, probably found for 10 cents at a church bazaar.
Heroine is married to another (older? kinda gross?) man and somehow takes up with the hero (I remember zero details about this). Hero rents an attic room for their trysts (it’s possible the heroine shacks up there longer term), and it’s there the hero discovers the heroine seems to be overwhelmed by shyness over her own body. I vividly remember a scene where he covers all her pink bits in baby powder so she can bear to look at herself in a full length mirror because she’s pale all over like a statue.
Later, someone (the Hero?) writes a play that is performed publicly and turns out to be a thinly veiled allegory for the heroine cuckolding her husband, whose last name is Warrington.
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