There are good stories, there are great stories, and there are those pieces of writing which defy all forms of praise or criticism. Everyone that I've talked to that has read 50 Shades of Grey has told me how different of a story it is. I, of course, had to see for myself. I loved the erotic specialty that this story catered to far more than I expected. I know that there is an exorbitant amount of women that have fantasized about such appetites being fulfilled in the bedroom, and reading about it, mixed with a larger than life love story, made all three books something to be devoured. It brought a lot of interesting thoughts to the forefront of my mind, things I have been contemplating over the last couple of days.
What makes something normal, or for that matter, what makes something beyond the grey? Why is it that women aren't open and honest about desires they may have, and what would make something more or less appealing to her? What would make me comfortable enough to try something like this, even to a small extent, and where would I push my boundaries?
Every couple has their nights of feathers, blindfolds and handcuffs, but how many would be experimental enough to attempt some of the things described in detail in 50 Shades? Why aren't men more open to talking about it, and would it make them seem more depraved if they did?
I for one look forward to my next night with Jason. Maybe I'll take a page out of Christian's book!
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