I read SB Candy’s review of this book the other day, and immediately went to Amazon, and bought a copy. Used of course.

I started reading it, got to page 108, and stopped. There were 494 pages.

This book was truly criminal, and Candy articulated the worst things about it well enough that I don’t have to, so go read her review.

I’m gonna go and cleanse myself with some industrial-strength bleach now.

Look what I bought today (as well as other books obviously). I wasn’t gonna buy it, cuz I couldn’t imagine it would be that interesting, ya know I still love ya right Nora but I opened it up and started reading the foreword by Julie Garwood, then I came across this great quote on page 5:

I want to die at age 120 at my keyboard after having great sex…

How fucking great is that?