Yup, that's right folks, the first blog on Sex. So if you are related to me and cannot handle reading what I am about to write with regards to Sex or something sexual in nature or are under the age of 18, please go ahead and log off or at least read this when your parents have stepped out of the room or have fallen asleep. And make sure they are in a deep sleep because nothing is worse than reading something that has the word SEX splashed all over it and having your parents walk in half way through and you can't figure out how to minimize the page or they ask you, "So what are you doing?" Awkward.
I stayed up very late last night to read the book Fifty Shades of Grey by E.L. James. It is a best-selling erotic fiction book that has people (mostly women) giggling and tittering in the aisles of Target, Barnes and Noble and the Public Library, for some months now. I'm not sure where I first caught wind of it but I felt the need to read it for research sake and I stayed up very late to make sure I had thoroughly finished it.
Lets just start with the obvious and that is, the book is clearly not written by an American. It is about a fellow in Seattle and a girl who graduates from college and moves to Seattle so she can have this BDSM relationship with this guy (and if you don't know what BDSM is, then stop reading right now and click on some other link). You can tell the writer isn't from Seattle because no one in Seattle uses the word "Rucksack" or signs off on their emails "Laters".
While I found the book mildly stimulating and by mildly stimulating I mean that I was able to finish it before I fell asleep on top of it as I tend to do when a book is really dull, I am concerned about one important thing: When are writers going to stop portraying sex between a man and a woman as a series of multiple and simultaneous orgasms and then everyone falls asleep only to wake up in a few hours and repeat the multiple and simultaneous orgasms? Why not portray what really happens so that young men and women who read the book (as they most assuredly will) get an honest account or at least as close as honest can get to what really goes on and we don't perpetuate this stupid notion that a woman orgasms when a man looks at her or commands her to orgasm. I actually found myself skimming the sex scenes in the book because they were so so so so fictional in every way. It had me wondering if maybe the author was a 15 year old teenage boy.
But I can say I read it and I most likely will read the other two books that follow it because I am very concerned now for the heroine in the storyline and how she is going to escape this very abusive and misogynistic billionaire that has her in his grip. And once I'm done I am going to pen a very poignant letter to the author and ask her to consider actually having sex before she decides to write about it next time, at least that way she can get it more accurate.