One of the first blurbs inside the cover stated that this book "oozed sex on every page" or something similar. It doesn't, though the cover makes it something I wouldn't read at work*. There is some graphic description in here, but not much.
And after saying all that, I'd like to point out that I read it because I'm on a Stross kick right now, not because it looked like a sci-fi "romance" novel. There were interesting ideas in here, mainly dealing with a weird robot civilization that was largely weird because humanity had died out and thoroughly killed every biosphere capable of supporting it at the same time. I think this book should have had less sex in it because even though the fact that the main character was built in a factory to be a concubine and it was a big part of the unfolding of the story, it felt unneeded. Of course, the dedication was to Asimov and Heinlein--robots for Asimov, gratuitous sex for Heinlein.
Pages: 321
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