Gloria lay on the couch, in a tensed up discomfort, trying desperately to take her mind off her problems by reading her book. It wasn't working, she could not focus on the words to the steamy, seductive pulp romance aimed at the girls looking for a thrill with a romance that was uncommon for many in the real world due to the aesthetics being different from that on paper and ink written by an author who controlled the fate of the love story and where the searing heights of passion would play out. The tales of carnal attraction created a fiction where the body was taking importance over the soul instead of the soul taking importance over the body. It worked in filling the masses with a reflection of their own lives which lacked the same active sexual life for some and the high strung dreams that more often than not would not be coming true for others unless they were fortunate to personally set their standards high enough and manage to find a specific targeted man who fitted the novel's humanly impossible description and personality, rejecting anyone who was human and normal with a beauty that surpassed any novel's perception, obscured in their eyes devoted to chasing a two-dimensional fantasy rather than seeking a three-dimensional reality.
