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astra_auroraI've realised that my posts have been getting shorter and shorter. This is not good, so I will do my best to be more descriptive. That said, let's get back into Fifty Shades of OMGWTFBBQLOL!
(Also, this was meant to be up yesterday, but I got delayed, so have it today. Sorry.)
Warning: there's discussions of child molestation and rape in this chapter.
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We left off in the bar with Ana abruptly realising that Grey is there. Seriously, does he do no work at all? *sigh*
Ana's inner goddess is really happy, but Ana herself is pissed off. Grey greets her politely, and Ana's stunned at his actually being there, but she manages to be polite.
Ana's mother gets a name! Her name is Carla Adams. Cool.
Ana asks him what he's doing there. He came to see her, of course.
"Well, yesterday you said you wished I was here." He pauses, trying to gauge my reaction. "We aim to please, Miss Steele."
Dude. She said she wanted to be alone so she could think. Nice job fucking it up.
Ana asks him if it's a coincidence that he happens to be staying in the hotel where they're drinking. It actually is, for the record.
Ana's mother invites him to dinner and purposely leaves them alone. And then we get the part we've all been waiting for! Well, one of them.
"So, you're mad at me for having dinner with an old friend." [...]
"Yes," I murmur as my heated blood courses through me.
"Our sexual relationship was over long ago, Anastasia," he whispers. "I don't want anyone but you. Haven't you worked that out yet?"
I blink at him. "I think of her as a child molester, Christian." I hold my breath waiting for his reaction.
Christian blanches. "That's very judgemental. It wasn't like that," he whispers, shocked. He releases my hand.
[...]
He frowns at me, bewildered. I continue. "She took advantage of a vulnerable fifteen-year-old boy. If you had been a fifteen-year-old girl and Mrs Robinson was a Mr Robinson, tempting you into a BDSM lifestyle, that would have been OK? If it was Mia, say?"
HALLELUJAH! Praise the higher power, we have some fucking intelligence! Thank you! Thank you! I know this book fails on more levels than I can count, but thank God, Fifty Shades of Grey actually has standards!
Grey tries to convince her that he's not a victim and that Mrs Robinson is just a friend and business partner, but he really doesn't do it well. Many victims of abuse twist things so they convince themselves that it isn't abuse, and that's exactly what it sounds like here.
Oh, and the cream of the bullshit? Their relationship ended because her husband found out.
Wow, I wonder how that conversation went down. I really do.
Carla returns. Grey decides to leave, and Carla tells Ana to go talk to him.
"Phew- the UST in here, it's unbearable." She fans herself theatrically.
Da fuq? Who would say that to their daughter? I'd say a variant thereof to my friend, but not to my kid! If I had one, that is. Which I don't.
Carla pretty much shoves her toward Grey's room, telling her that the key to her happiness is in his room. What she means is 'Go talk to him- I know that you're confused, but talking to him about it will help you sort things out', but what it sounds like is 'Go fuck him, right now!' James, you are very bad at this.
They talk about sex, they go into the bathroom to take a bath, there's foreplay, and then... people, the infamous tampon scene. Ladies, prepare to cringe.
Basically, he pulls her tampon out so he can fuck her. 'Cause if you want inside her, boy, you better make her raspberry swirl.
*sigh* My apologies to Tori Amos.
Anyway, he throws the tampon into the toilet... gah. Look, if you do that, then have fun with your clogged toilet, because tampons are just great for fucking plumbing up.
Anyway, there's sex, and then she notices the scars on his chest. Remember how I got hit with that anvil marked 'FORESHADOWING'? This is it. They're small, white and round, and Ana realises that they're not from chicken-pox- they're cigarette burns. Ouch.
Can I just say that there's more than one reason to have those scars? Of course Ana's mind instantly jumps to his mother (why does she never think about his birth father?), but I have a friend with a cigarette burn on her chest, and she got it from being a stupid teenager (i.e., 'Let's see who's tougher!'). Not a good idea, people.
Ana asks if Mrs Robinson did it. Mrs Robinson may be a rapist cheating pedophile, but she has some standards. Ana then wonders out loud what Grey would be like if he'd never met Mrs Robinson, and he says that he probably would have been like his birth mother. He says that Mrs Robinson gave him a distraction he needed, because it's hard to grow up in a perfect family when you aren't perfect. While I can sort of get what James was presumably getting at here- Mrs Robinson kept him on the straight and narrow path- Grey sounds like he's rationalising it so he won't have to face the reality of how bad it was. I know that it's hard to protest without sounding like you're rationalising, but Grey really does sound like he's spent a lot of time justifying it to himself.
They argue about Mrs Robinson until Grey loses his shit and Ana shuts up before he can lose it even more. They talk a bit about the contract and finally fuck in the bath. Yawn.
Afterwards, they play a little round of Twenty Questions, and then they go to sleep, with Grey promising something awesome for the next day.
That was Chapter Twenty-Three. The fail, it burns.
(Also, this was meant to be up yesterday, but I got delayed, so have it today. Sorry.)
Warning: there's discussions of child molestation and rape in this chapter.
----
We left off in the bar with Ana abruptly realising that Grey is there. Seriously, does he do no work at all? *sigh*
Ana's inner goddess is really happy, but Ana herself is pissed off. Grey greets her politely, and Ana's stunned at his actually being there, but she manages to be polite.
Ana's mother gets a name! Her name is Carla Adams. Cool.
Ana asks him what he's doing there. He came to see her, of course.
"Well, yesterday you said you wished I was here." He pauses, trying to gauge my reaction. "We aim to please, Miss Steele."
Dude. She said she wanted to be alone so she could think. Nice job fucking it up.
Ana asks him if it's a coincidence that he happens to be staying in the hotel where they're drinking. It actually is, for the record.
Ana's mother invites him to dinner and purposely leaves them alone. And then we get the part we've all been waiting for! Well, one of them.
"So, you're mad at me for having dinner with an old friend." [...]
"Yes," I murmur as my heated blood courses through me.
"Our sexual relationship was over long ago, Anastasia," he whispers. "I don't want anyone but you. Haven't you worked that out yet?"
I blink at him. "I think of her as a child molester, Christian." I hold my breath waiting for his reaction.
Christian blanches. "That's very judgemental. It wasn't like that," he whispers, shocked. He releases my hand.
[...]
He frowns at me, bewildered. I continue. "She took advantage of a vulnerable fifteen-year-old boy. If you had been a fifteen-year-old girl and Mrs Robinson was a Mr Robinson, tempting you into a BDSM lifestyle, that would have been OK? If it was Mia, say?"
HALLELUJAH! Praise the higher power, we have some fucking intelligence! Thank you! Thank you! I know this book fails on more levels than I can count, but thank God, Fifty Shades of Grey actually has standards!
Grey tries to convince her that he's not a victim and that Mrs Robinson is just a friend and business partner, but he really doesn't do it well. Many victims of abuse twist things so they convince themselves that it isn't abuse, and that's exactly what it sounds like here.
Oh, and the cream of the bullshit? Their relationship ended because her husband found out.
Wow, I wonder how that conversation went down. I really do.
Carla returns. Grey decides to leave, and Carla tells Ana to go talk to him.
"Phew- the UST in here, it's unbearable." She fans herself theatrically.
Da fuq? Who would say that to their daughter? I'd say a variant thereof to my friend, but not to my kid! If I had one, that is. Which I don't.
Carla pretty much shoves her toward Grey's room, telling her that the key to her happiness is in his room. What she means is 'Go talk to him- I know that you're confused, but talking to him about it will help you sort things out', but what it sounds like is 'Go fuck him, right now!' James, you are very bad at this.
They talk about sex, they go into the bathroom to take a bath, there's foreplay, and then... people, the infamous tampon scene. Ladies, prepare to cringe.
Basically, he pulls her tampon out so he can fuck her. 'Cause if you want inside her, boy, you better make her raspberry swirl.
*sigh* My apologies to Tori Amos.
Anyway, he throws the tampon into the toilet... gah. Look, if you do that, then have fun with your clogged toilet, because tampons are just great for fucking plumbing up.
Anyway, there's sex, and then she notices the scars on his chest. Remember how I got hit with that anvil marked 'FORESHADOWING'? This is it. They're small, white and round, and Ana realises that they're not from chicken-pox- they're cigarette burns. Ouch.
Can I just say that there's more than one reason to have those scars? Of course Ana's mind instantly jumps to his mother (why does she never think about his birth father?), but I have a friend with a cigarette burn on her chest, and she got it from being a stupid teenager (i.e., 'Let's see who's tougher!'). Not a good idea, people.
Ana asks if Mrs Robinson did it. Mrs Robinson may be a rapist cheating pedophile, but she has some standards. Ana then wonders out loud what Grey would be like if he'd never met Mrs Robinson, and he says that he probably would have been like his birth mother. He says that Mrs Robinson gave him a distraction he needed, because it's hard to grow up in a perfect family when you aren't perfect. While I can sort of get what James was presumably getting at here- Mrs Robinson kept him on the straight and narrow path- Grey sounds like he's rationalising it so he won't have to face the reality of how bad it was. I know that it's hard to protest without sounding like you're rationalising, but Grey really does sound like he's spent a lot of time justifying it to himself.
They argue about Mrs Robinson until Grey loses his shit and Ana shuts up before he can lose it even more. They talk a bit about the contract and finally fuck in the bath. Yawn.
Afterwards, they play a little round of Twenty Questions, and then they go to sleep, with Grey promising something awesome for the next day.
That was Chapter Twenty-Three. The fail, it burns.
