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haven't read it but looking at a few of the extracts may have to put it on my list of books to read. see that in the last two weeks or so it has actually outsold the other book by almost twice the copies.

 

also wonder how many women will be just a bit miffed to get a copy rather than the one they were hoping for :lol:

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Some excerpts of

Fifty Sheds Of Grey

We tried various positions - round the back, on the side, up against a
Wall...
But in the end we came to the conclusion the bottom of the garden was the
Only place for a good shed.



She stood before me, trembling in my shed.
"I'm yours for the night," she gasped, "You can do whatever you want with
Me."
So I took her to Nando's.



She knelt before me on the shed floor and tugged gently at first, then
Harder until finally it came.
I moaned with pleasure. Now for the other boot.



Ever since she read THAT book, I've had to buy all kinds of ropes, chains
And shackles.
She still manages to get into the shed, though.



"Put on this rubber suit and mask," I instructed, calmly.
"Mmmm, kinky!" she purred.
"Yes," I said, "You can't be too careful with all that asbestos in the shed
Roof."



"I'm a very naughty girl," she said, biting her lip. "I need to be
Punished."
So I invited my mum to stay for the weekend.



"Harder!" she cried, gripping the workbench tightly. "Harder!"
"Okay," I said. "What's the gross national product of Nicaragua?"



I lay back exhausted, gazing happily out of the shed window.
Despite my concerns about my inexperience, my rhubarb had come up a treat.



"Are you sure you can take the pain?" she demanded, brandishing stilettos.
"I think so," I gulped. "Here we go, then," she said, and showed me the
receipt.



"Hurt me!" she begged, raising her skirt as she bent over my workbench.
"Very well," I replied. "You've got fat ankles and no dress sense."



"Are you sure you want this?" I asked. "When I'm done, you won't be able to
Sit down for weeks."
She nodded.
"Okay," I said, putting the three-piece suite on eBay.



"Punish me!" she cried. "Make me suffer like only a real man can!"
"Very well," I replied, leaving the toilet seat up.



"Pleasure and pain can be experienced simultaneously," she said, gently
Massaging my back as we listened to her Coldplay CD.

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