My Inner Critic

My inner critic invites you to tag along on a journey through the deepest, darkest realms of bad fiction, as epitomized in the fanfictional beginnings of the now bestselling series 'Fifty Shades of Grey'. In other words, I am doing a through and critical reading of 'Master of the Universe' by Snowqueens Icedragon. Be warned: Kinky fuckery lies ahead (admittedly most of it is being censored, what with genitalia being vaguely alluded to as 'way down there', or simply just 'there'.) Nevertheless, twelve-year-olds, consider yourselves warned.

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Taylor looks kindly at me, and I think I see a hint of pity hidden in the depths of his eyes.
No doubt he thinks I’ve succumbed to Mr. Cullen’s dubious sexual habits. Well, not yet. Just his exceptional sexual habits(…)

Uh, yeah…

Wait, what?

Sexual habits are sexual habits.

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Posted on July 20, 2012

My Inner Critic

Taylor looks kindly at me, and I think I see a hint of pity hidden in the depths of his eyes. No doubt he thinks I’ve succumbed to Mr. Cullen’s dubious sexual habits. Well, not yet. Just his exceptional sexual habits(…)

Taylor looks kindly at me, and I think I see a hint of pity hidden in the depths of his eyes.
No doubt he thinks I’ve succumbed to Mr. Cullen’s dubious sexual habits. Well, not yet. Just his exceptional sexual habits(…)