This is purely a sex story but I don't think it's a stroke story. It's way to slow for that. This is an homage, this is my tribute, to the beautiful female body. I hope you enjoy it.
Despite the difference in their ages a widower finds love with his young neighbour, Elizabeth. After his death, she in turn finds happiness with a young man, Robert, who she meets when she knocks him off his motor-bike. When she knows she is dying she grooms a replacement. But Sarah is young and there are many problems in the restrictive English university of the 1970's where he is her tutor. Will Robert and Sarah find happiness? The matter is in doubt right up to the end.
Add 'em up. Redhead, freckles, breasts, multiple partners, memories, humour, dialogue... what more could you want? I said about the freckles, right? :-)