Melissa begins her diary a virgin, but a stormy affair at the age of 14 leads her to regard sex as a means of self-discovery. Over the next two years, she plunges into a succession of encounters with various partners, male and female, both her age and much older, some met through schoolmates, others through newspaper ads and Internet chat rooms.
In graphic detail, Melissa describes her entry into a Dante-esque underworld of eroticism, where she willingly participates in group sex and sadomasochism, as well as casual pick-ups. Her secret life is concealed from family and friends, revealed only in her diary entries.
Told with disarming candor, Melissa P.'s bittersweet tour of extreme desires is as poignant as it is titillating. This is a stunning erotic debut.
The book is quite erotic. When the narrator uses her own voice it is very enjoyable, but when she switches to the Italian Lover's voice (all of them) she sounds as though she is impersonating a Vampire. I think it would have been better if she left out her attempt at an Italian accent.
Overall it was enjoyable.
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This was the least erotic thing I've ever read next to the 9/11 report! The narrator's voice is lovely, but she reads so fast you can barely understand her! The text is dreadful--nothing but mooning around feeling sorry for oneself, philosophizing on sex and bad behavior! Any actual sex that happens is portrayed as "bad" and as a young woman being taken advantage of. I really disliked this book and would not recommend it to anyone!
This book is not only abominably bad it is also also quite possibly a fraud. It is full of giveaways that the story is completely fabricated and quite likely not even by a woman -- my guess is that it was written by a confused male transvestite. It is badly written with painfully precious prose and the steamy fantasies don't ever have even the shadow of a chance of being credible as something that really happened. Teenagers may engage in some pretty wild sex, but when doing it they don't behave and talk like jaded roues from stories like Eyes Wide Shut.
One wouldn't think that it would be possible to make this tripe even worse by reading it out loud, but the author's eponymous narrator manages it in style. She sounds like a fashion boutique salesgirl from the East End reading a bedtime story to a toddler. Laughable.
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