Ugh. Scenario, Friday, 2pm.
An upper-middle-aged quite nice lady who is a work colleague I never have to interact with on a professional level asks me if I’m reading a book on my Kindle. Her curiosity is palpable so I show her the damn thing. She asks if I am reading 50 Goddamn Shades of Goddamn Grey.
I scoff and say “no, it’s not my thing AT ALL.”
She goes on to tell me how she has just finished book 2 and is saving book 3 for the weekend and how it has awakened her sexuality in the bedroom after many years.
She admits the writing is not much chop but her husband is well pleased.
I literally cannot get away from this shit. Who knew so many women enjoyed spanking? I don’t. Spank me and I shall Fuck You Up.