Fifty Shades of Grey

É o livro da Moda! Nas livrarias, na internet, em todo o lado. Li, ri, e não gostei... A senhora não escreve muito bem. O argumento é assustador. As personagens estão mal construídas.... Ainda só li o primeiro. Pediram-me para escrever uma review. E continuo a escrever....
Fica aqui um cheirinho dessa bela pérola!!!!

“I want you to become well acquainted, on first name terms if you will, with my favorite and most cherished part of my body. I’m very attached to this.”

“He’s my very own Christian Grey flavor Popsicle.” “Hmm… he’s soft and hard at once, like steel encased in velvet, and surprisingly tasty…”

 “This is wrong, but holy hell is it erotic.”

“Why is anyone the way they are? That’s kind of hard to answer. Why do some people like cheese and other people hate it? Do you like cheese?”

“My inner goddess is doing the merengue with some salsa moves.” “My inner goddess sits in the lotus position looking serene except for the sly, self-congratulatory smile on her face.” “My inner goddess jumps up and down with cheer-leading pom-poms shouting yes at me.” “My inner goddess looks like someone snatched her ice cream.”

“My subconscious purses her lips and mouths the word ‘ho.’ I ignore her.” “Sitting beside me, he gently pulls my sweatpants down again. Up and down like whores’ drawers, my subconscious remarks bitterly. In my head, I tell her where to go.”

“I found some baby oil. Let me rub it on your behind.” “Christian squirts baby oil onto his hand and then rubs my behind with careful tenderness — from makeup remover to soothing balm for a spanked ass, who would have thought it was such a versatile liquid.”