I'm not even sure if I like her book or just hate her now - seriously, after reading all her exploits I feel like my now non-existent sex life, which once when it was there i thought was pretty colourful, nah I ain't got shit on her!
I had to put the book down multiple times! I couldn't read about her multiple orgasms and very descriptive wording of her sexual partners without wanting to smack her in the face - why? Jealous!
Not only did she lead a truly colourful and very much interesting life, she pretty much had it all, all with no fucking strings!
I kept thinking back and comparing my own relations.. Oh yeah there was that one time, and then, had to stop, I'm too young to be conforming to a lifestyle of plain and uniformed.
I need to tighten my belt and let loose I think... Obviously not slutting around.
Just pull out the sexy lingerie. After all after having 2 kids my own body is in pretty good shape. If I were a bloke, I'd do me.
This Suzanne did have some oddball encounters which I'm proudly happy to announce I'm not envious of, it's shows also every dog has its day, so to speak.
But she has lifted the shy sexual goddess from within me, and replaced it with a more raunchier spontaneous persona. Well with the way my brain is ticking I've not yet acted upon these emotions, but when i dust off the cobwebs and start bumping and grinding, ill probably blog about it too, see if it was worth the jealous thoughts or even if I can go that one step better, -idealism! There you go, even I can't escape it. Motherfucker!
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