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Ontario, Canada



“No, Anastasia it doesn’t. Firstly, I don’t make love. I ♥♥♥♥… hard. Secondly, there’s a lot more paperwork to do, and thirdly, you don’t yet know what you’re in for. You could still run for the hills. Come, I want to show you my playroom.”
My mouth drops open. ♥♥♥♥ hard! Holy ♥♥♥♥, that sounds so… hot. But why are we looking at a playroom? I am mystified.
“You want to play on your Xbox?” I ask. He laughs, loudly.
“No, Anastasia, no Xbox, no Playstation. Come.”… Producing a key from his pocket, he unlocks yet another door and takes a deep breath.
― E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey