My girlfriends would not rest till I said yes to Fifty Shades of Grey. They were relentless; no excuse, however long their legs were (and believe me I tried), was good enough for them and therefore I conceded.
Not having read the book and not knowing what to expect, I joined them with trepidation. This was going to be an "erotic experience," I was promised.
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