Ok… OKAY… This book tried so hard to get deep within my soul, but unfortunately it fell so flat. I was invested like I am with every book, and I tried SOOOO hard to love it. To my demise, I was severely overwrought with insufficient content.
The “girlfriends” seemed slightly immature for their age and I felt that the whole premise of the story was below their years and the reality of their being was severely over toned. I understand that some young women have never had an orgasm, but I find it highly unlikely that they’ve never touched themselves, or felt pleasure beyond what was accepted.
All Women should know their body, and if you can’t find it within yourself, than you should let your best friend find it… because that person will never leave you. (hint-hint)
The book describes an “OVER-OBSESSIVE” undertone saying that masturbation is “The Devil’s work”----- Sorry kids, but EVERYONE touches their body parts at some point. IT’S NATURAL----IT HAPPENS! Kaylee, being the “prude” was actually more believable than her friends. Her friends had a task. “Orgasmic Meditation”
Basically—you go to Boulder, Colorado and let some stranger get you off via meditation and “fingers.” So it’s basically an accepted form of prostitution. Which surprisingly, I have no problem with. But these girls in this book just made it seem futile, comical even. Again, no problem with that. I think the banter between the girls made me more curious as opposed to vagrant.
When I was a young girl (virgin) I still talked like I had it made. Maybe that’s just me. But one thing I can’t stand in books is all of the— “Gosh I’ve never known such a thing”--- “Golly what would it feel like”--- LIKE NEVER. “Good god golly gosh a penis!”…. Yup, never happened. It’s called a dick girls!! IT makes the world go round.
From the very start of this book I felt myself laughing. And as the book progressed I realized that I was laughing at parts that were probably not supposed to be laughable. Was this book witty? Yeah of course! Was it sexy? Ummmm sometimes. Did I love the characters? Ehhhh… so-so.
Ultimately I was thoroughly entertained!! Like big time. I laughed A LOT! And I can say with all of my heart that Jade Jamison made a great entertaining book! The story didn’t end with a bang, and I’m not certain that I want to go on with this series. BUT….. I kinda want to see what she has next!
Am I crazy? Maybe. But this Author has done something that most Authors do not. She’s made me nutzo enough to make me want to read more!! And I will--- And so will you.
Rachel leaned over the table and tipped her glass at Kaylee as though it were a pointer. “I’ll loosen you up before you graduate if it’s the last thing I do.” She sat back up and what little sobriety she’d seemed to possess just seconds ago had disappeared. “In the meantime, Maddy, Shannon? Come with me to the bar to fetch more drinks and we can iron out the details without making our prudish friend blush.”
Well, too late. As the three women slid out of the booth, Kaylee felt just that—a mad red flush racing up her face, stinging her cheeks. She hoped it wasn’t evident in the bar or maybe she could blame it on drinking, but Rachel had, with her few words, made Kaylee not only feel prudish but embarrassed. And in front of all people…
Once the women were up, though, Blaze showed no inkling of having registered his sister’s last words. Kaylee began to feel awkward then. What the hell would she say to this super hot guy after a conversation like that? She had decided to ask him how classes were going when he said, “I can’t blame you really. I don’t think I could do that either.” He grinned. “Even though I find the idea intriguing.” Kaylee felt her cheeks redden again, but she smiled before looking down at her glass once more. “Not gonna pay for it, though. Fuck that.”
Kaylee picked up her glass and sipped what little water was left in it, simply to have something to do. Her alcohol glass was drained as well, both down to ice cubes. She didn’t know what to say so she nodded her head and smiled. She’d always found Blaze’s looks and charm intimidating, so she was feeling more than a little tongue-tied. She didn’t want him to think she was a snooty bitch, though, so she said, “I agree.”
He rested his chin on his arms on the chair and said, “What’s the part that has you freaking out more? The fact that it would be a stranger or that you’d be paying for it?”
His question helped her relax a little. It felt like he was taking a practical approach and wanted to discuss the matter as two adults. They weren’t actually talking about orgasms or…fingers and clits, for God’s sake. So she took a deep breath and gave the matter a little thought. It didn’t take long for her to say, “I think it’s that it’s a stranger.” She didn’t know why she felt compelled to continue--especiallywith Blaze—but she did. “Seriously. It’s hard enough to relax and then you have someone you’ve never met before trying to make you feel good. I can’t imagine.” She smiled and rolled her eyes, hoping she appeared relaxed now, because she was far from it.
Blaze didn’t intend to help the matter at all. “What if it was you and me?”
Had she heard him right? And why the hell was her heart thudding in her chest? She had a hard time sucking in a breath, but when she was able to, she asked, “What do you mean?” Her voice was so low, she was surprised he could hear it.
“If I was the therapist.” He sat up and used the index and middle fingers of both his hands to air quote his last word. “You know…my sister, Maddy, and Shannon go to Boulder to have some stranger finger bang them, but what if someone you knew took care of you here?”
Her jaw didn’t drop to the table but she had lost all words. She just wished she could figure out if Blaze was yanking her chain or making her the offer of a lifetime.
Jade C. Jamison was born and raised in Colorado and has decided she likes it enough to stay forever. Jade's day job is teaching Creative Writing, but teaching doesn't stop her from doing a little writing herself.
Unfortunately, there's no one genre that quite fits her writing. Her work has been labeled romance, erotica, suspense, and women's fiction, and the latter is probably the safest and closest description. But you'll see that her writing doesn't quite fit any of those genres.
You'll have to discover Jade's writing for yourself to decide if you like it.
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