The daughters are polyps of passion ungratified. But what is surprising here is the fact that this novel which is pornography, however domesticated, is also laced with uplift on love, friendship and uxorious togetherness. Some ten or more women who live in an apartment house in Hollywood are grossly unhappy, single or wedded. The arrival of Lotus, ""ripe, juicy fruit,"" and her Gregory, a stud of particular puissance, sets them all off as they listen to the ""thudding of the mattress"" next door. Bunny repulses her husband; Denise is beaten up by hers; elderly Emily Smith buys slippers with feathered insteps; fat Sadie eats more than ever before; etc. etc. Before. it's all over there's been a lot of congestion in the halls and bedrooms, all ending with a sunny envoi to marriage and meatloaf. . . . Of an incredibly banal vulgarity.