Carla's story actually has a better plot and in depth characterization than most Black Lace books.
Carla is exploited by her master artist and his senior apprentice, a female patron and others along the way but with each sexual encounter, she learns how to survive and learn from her experiences. She grows as an artist and as a female in Renaissance Florence.
The ending is a bit too neat for credibility but alls well that ends well.
Mary's review was right-on. I totally agree with her, but I think I enjoyed this book more than she did because I've read some really awful erotica lately. This one read like a bawdy female Tom Jones in Renaissance Italy; it had some excellenct historical accuracy (art-wise).The attitude towards females & sex (though accurate) really bothered the feminist side of me. The ending was too happy/sappy for my tastes, but, oh well, this is fiction.