There is no romance like that which is created out of gastrointestinal distress. Dawn writes:
I read this book in 90’s it was about a woman who tested the quality of
pearls by putting them in her mouth and testing their texture. I think it
was her Father’s shop and a customer come in who doesn’t speak the same
language or barely understands the language and she puts the pearls in her
mouth and he does something to frighten her which makes her swallow one of
the pearls. He then takes her with him till she can give him back his pearl.
Of course they fall in love and I believe there was a big deal in the book
about her not being able to go home because they would think she had been
compromised and wouldn’t be of any value because she wouldn’t be a virgin.
I believe it was a historical romance and the publisher I think was Zebra or
at least it was a book that was obtained from the Zebra book club. Anyway I
would love it if someone would remember the title or author.
Thanks for any help.
I would love to read that scene: “Gimme back my pearl!” “I can’t!” “You will.. in about 8-10 hours!” EEEEEYEW.
I think this might be the closest I’ve seen to poo references in a romance novel. Anyone remember this one?