I love Drew, but just after four days I've had enough.
I'm still in a "mood". I think my period is coming, cause I really want some manly attention. I was reading a romance novel (when I picked it up I thought it was something different), I read through it anyways. Not even through two chapters and the sex begins. I laughed it off at first, just cause it was pretty funny... I put the book down before they couple was going to have sex again in the laundry room so that I could sleep. The next morning I tried to read again, but it just was too much for me, most certainly so when my little brother picked it up and stared to read, "Yeah, we need to get down there (to the laundry room) before I loose my hard on." I hadn't gotten to that yet... needless to say that put is now back on the bookshelf in Borders.
The book was cute at first. Two people living in the same apartment, the gorgeous guy, the cute girl next door... both holding onto their secret crush of eachother.
I just needed one sex scene to make me go, Aw! they got together! and then go eh... this is a fantasy I'm going to leave alone.
Then a realization, I can read porn but I can't watch it. The book was porn to a females perspective, it was light but still sex. Visual porn is totally differnt. I can stand five minutes of soft porn but forget the hard core stuff.
This book made is painfully aware of just where I stand with men right now. Absolutly nowhere.
So, moral of the story. I'm not picking up another romance novel again. I'll leave that to house wives who have husbands.
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