Fifty Shades of Grey is flying off bookshelves faster than the inappropriate innuendos on its subject matter can keep up. Never before has literary BDSM been so in-your-face across every major bookstore, discount chain, and car wash. Yes, I just said car wash. I took my car to get washed and found a kiosk display of the series next to the air fresheners. “Awkward” would be an understatement. I prefer to purchase my porn in self-perceived classier environments, not the library equivalent to the back of a Ford Festiva.Read More »
