A friend told me about the book but I haven't read it yet. It's been a hot seller with the ladies...

http://www.doctoroz.com/blog/paul-hokemeyer-phd-jd/why-men-should-read-50-shades-grey

I read about 5 chapters before giving up, a first for me as I will usually persevere regardless of how shit the book it but this just took the cake. Totally infantile writing & the so called steamy sex scenes were pathetic not to mention the character formations being offensive. Wimpy pathetic girl & domineering controlling man. No thanks.

I have read bared to you which is a similar theme but much better writing, much more rounded, mature characters & less pathetic turns of phrase.

As you can see, not a fan. I am just amazed & slightly disappointed that SO many women seem to think it is good. A sorry indication of our sex imo.

Thank you, Boo. I will give it a miss. There is too much to do here anyway to waste time on drivel.

I read what it was about and gave it a miss. Not my thing. After reading Boo's review glad I didn't spend valuable minutes of my life on it

Try bared to you by Silvia Daley (I think) pretty cheap on kindle (if you have one)

Because of this book 'mummyporn', almost made it as the OED's Word of the year and on that calamitous note, I think I will give it a miss too!!

had a friend discuss in a book club about the theory behind the writing of the book.. s/m women etc.... however, i am also a voracious reader and will even read kellogs cornflakes boxes over and over again, but am skipping unless someone donates it to me...

we trade books here, i prefer murder mysteries and cross culture /women/immigrant novels. several good indian /pakistani writers...

bina

Mommy Porn. A few guys I know have used lines from the books to pick up women who have read the books. If it work use it I guess.

Fifty Sheds Of Grey

We tried various positions - round the back, on the side, up against a Wall... But in the end we came to the conclusion the bottom of the garden was the Only place for a good shed.

She stood before me, trembling in my shed. "I'm yours for the night," she gasped, "You can do whatever you want with Me." So I took her to Nando's.

She knelt before me on the shed floor and tugged gently at first, then harder until finally it came.

I moaned with pleasure. Now for the other boot.

Ever since she read THAT book, I've had to buy all kinds of ropes, chains and shackles. She still manages to get into the shed, though.

"Put on this rubber suit and mask," I instructed, calmly. "Mmmm, kinky!" she purred.

"Yes," I said, "You can't be too careful with all that asbestos in the shed roof."

"I'm a very naughty girl," she said, biting her lip. "I need to be punished."

So I invited my mum to stay for the weekend.

"Harder!" she cried, gripping the workbench tightly. "Harder!" "Okay," I said. "What's the gross national product of Nicaragua ?"

I lay back exhausted, gazing happily out of the shed window. Despite my concerns about my inexperience, my rhubarb had come up a treat.

"Are you sure you can take the pain?" she demanded, brandishing stilettos.

"I think so," I gulped. "Here we go, then," she said, and showed me the receipt.

"Hurt me!" she begged, raising her skirt as she bent over my workbench. "Very well," I replied. "You've got fat ankles and no dress sense."

"Are you sure you want this?" I asked. "When I'm done, you won't be able to sit down for weeks."

She nodded. "Okay," I said, while putting the three-piece suite on eBay.

"Punish me!" she cried. "Make me suffer like only a real man can!" "Very well," I replied, leaving the toilet seat up.

"Pleasure and pain can be experienced simultaneously," she said, gently Massaging my back as we listened to her Coldplay CD.

He was in ecstasy and a huge smile spread across his face as his girlfriend moved slowly forwards and then backwards again.

Forwards then backwards. Back and forth. Back and forth.

In and out. In and out. Her heart was pounding faster now.

Her face was flushed and she moaned, softly at first, then progressively louder.

Finally, exhausted, she let out one almighty scream, then sighed heavily and relaxed her vice-like grip!!

"Oh! Okay she said You'd better park the bloody car yourself you SMUG BASTARD!"

Fifty Sheds Of Grey

We tried various positions - round the back, on the side, up against a Wall... But in the end we came to the conclusion the bottom of the garden was the Only place for a good shed.

She stood before me, trembling in my shed. "I'm yours for the night," she gasped, "You can do whatever you want with Me." So I took her to Nando's.

She knelt before me on the shed floor and tugged gently at first, then harder until finally it came.

I moaned with pleasure. Now for the other boot.

Ever since she read THAT book, I've had to buy all kinds of ropes, chains and shackles. She still manages to get into the shed, though.

"Put on this rubber suit and mask," I instructed, calmly. "Mmmm, kinky!" she purred.

"Yes," I said, "You can't be too careful with all that asbestos in the shed roof."

"I'm a very naughty girl," she said, biting her lip. "I need to be punished."

So I invited my mum to stay for the weekend.

"Harder!" she cried, gripping the workbench tightly. "Harder!" "Okay," I said. "What's the gross national product of Nicaragua ?"

I lay back exhausted, gazing happily out of the shed window. Despite my concerns about my inexperience, my rhubarb had come up a treat.

"Are you sure you can take the pain?" she demanded, brandishing stilettos.

"I think so," I gulped. "Here we go, then," she said, and showed me the receipt.

"Hurt me!" she begged, raising her skirt as she bent over my workbench. "Very well," I replied. "You've got fat ankles and no dress sense."

"Are you sure you want this?" I asked. "When I'm done, you won't be able to sit down for weeks."

She nodded. "Okay," I said, while putting the three-piece suite on eBay.

"Punish me!" she cried. "Make me suffer like only a real man can!" "Very well," I replied, leaving the toilet seat up.

"Pleasure and pain can be experienced simultaneously," she said, gently Massaging my back as we listened to her Coldplay CD.

He was in ecstasy and a huge smile spread across his face as his girlfriend moved slowly forwards and then backwards again.

Forwards then backwards. Back and forth. Back and forth.

In and out. In and out. Her heart was pounding faster now.

Her face was flushed and she moaned, softly at first, then progressively louder.

Finally, exhausted, she let out one almighty scream, then sighed heavily and relaxed her vice-like grip!!

"Oh! Okay she said You'd better park the bloody car yourself you SMUG BASTARD!"

I'm a male masochist I want this book when's it out !

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