The title “Fanny Cynthia” by the author, Linda Ellis, is a tongue-and-cheek fun-house of a book about an American housewife who falls in love with a German-Armenian translator. Fanny Cynthia seems to have fallen corporate at the first instance, and the story revolves around her trying to get the man of her dreams to marry her. This turns out to be more of a trial than a date as Fanny Cynthia falls head over heels in love. She wants to marry him but he has other plans, and before long they’re married.
The book’s sexual content is rather explicit (pages of semi-nude photographs), but it’s totally harmless, no matter how much it may offend some readers. The sexual tension between Fanny Cynthia and her new husband builds up gradually until it climaxes in the final scene. It’s not explicit in the slightest, but it’s there, it’s just buried under a lot of emotions, confusion, and coming of age. Throughout their marriage, Fanny and her husband grow closer. When Fanny changes her name to Paulie and becomes pregnant, her mother asks her about taking the child to the United States, and Fanny replies that she doesn’t know. Later in the story, after Paulie’s plane crashes in the sea, Fanny and Paulie are given the opportunity to travel to America, which pleases both of them greatly.
In conclusion, Fanny Cynthia is a delightfully humorous book about a woman’s search for identity and happiness. I don’t know if I’ve ever been as personally involved with a book as I was with this one. The main characters are interesting and relatable, the sex is great, and the language is witty and delightful. I’m hooked on American history and customs, and love to read about them. I’m not the only one who thinks that, so this book is well-suited for fans of historical romance, as well as fans of general erotica. Highly recommended.