The story is about Andre Bernard, a white male financial analyst. He moves to Manhattan for a corporate job and by page 11 finds himself having sex with Nathan, his boss' boss. Things become even more intriguing when he later meets Nathan's wife. The story progresses through ever more complicated sexual triangles, all kept in order through his mini-planner.
Disappointingly, the story is excessively simple with little to connect the reader to the characters. The dilemmas of the characters are designed to get the reader from one sexual event to the next. My curiosity peaked when Andre met his former lover and friend Madhu. However, we soon find out that Madhu is predictably disillusioned by her arranged marriage and conflicted in her feelings for Andre. While she lends a bit of flavor to the plot, she also serves to underscore the lack of development in the characters.
The author has an clear and fluid writing style that I might have enjoyed if the content was more interesting. The lives of the characters are depressingly aimless, and are so narrowly focused that the emotional meaning and humor in their offbeat sexual relationships is lost. However, aside from that, I certainly think it's a hefty challenge to write a story from a bisexual white man's point of view, and for that I highly commend the author.
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