Chapter 1

George Claybourne left the secondhand bookshop feeling a little disappointment, he had wanted to pick up a couple of good books for the weekend but nothing in the small shop had taken his fancy. Walking down the busy London high street he might as well have been walking across a dessert, despite the press of bodies all around him George felt he was adrift on a lonely and personal sea.

London in the late sixties was a busy and exciting place for most young people. But the sexual revolution and free love had kind of passed George by. He was twenty two, a virgin and in love. The reason he had moved to London was that the person he had fallen in love with was his own mother.

When George’s father was alive he had been able to keep the feelings he had for his mother under control. But after his father’s death two years ago he found himself getting more and more obsessed with his mother. A year ago he decided that he would have to put some distance between them, so he had moved to London and found a job. At first George was convinced that the distance would help him to forget the feelings he had been having and move on with his life, but instead the feelings got worse. Now he not only lusted after his mother, he missed her terribly as well.