A superior piece of somewhat light fiction, in a cross section of a typical New York suburban young married set, drifting casually into incidental affairs with each others wives and husbands, kept going by artificial stimulant, taking up anything new for a gag. A quiet, small town girl holds the center of the stage. For years she has tried to stifle her boredom with her husband and their way of life, and finally follows suit -- and finds herself in the wrong. An up-to-the-minute, sophisticated, wise cracking line of patter throughout, a lacquered surface disguising the true feelings of the men and women involved. Katherine Brush audience.